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ARC 27: VELVET CUFFS TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains explicit taboo erotica, public risk, under-table foot play, bathroom sex, rough oral, forced deepthroating, degradation, CNC elements and graphic sexual content.. Mature readers only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to dark fiction ------- Kailani's pov Sarah's hands digs into my side for the hundredth time this evening trying to get my attention But I can’t tear my eyes off the corner where Red is practically fucking that girl in front of everyone.

How her soft, silky tresses felt as his fingers ran through it, how enticing its flowery scent was, how soft and velvety her skin felt against both his hands and lips, how he had finally discovered the source of her vanilla scent— her entire body; every inch of her baby-like, smooth and velvety skin oozed out that captivating and alluring vanilla scent he loved so much. How those full, delectable lips tasted, how those soft, well-rounded tits felt in his hands. How those rosy, taut and erect buds tasted and felt in his mouth when he sucked them through her nightgown like there was no tomorrow…

When Elena tried to reach for her, Valeria pinned her wrists to the chaise with one hand. “Not yet,” she whispered against slick flesh. “You made me wait. Now you wait.” She brought Elena to the edge three times, mercilessly, pulling back each time Elena’s thighs started to shake. On the fourth, Elena was sobbing with need, hips chasing Valeria’s mouth. “Please,” she gasped. “Valeria, please—” Valeria slid two fingers inside and curled them hard, sucking Elena’s clit at the same moment. Elena came with a cry that echoed off the soundproof walls, back bowing, champagne bottle tipping and spilling across the floor in a golden flood.

The taste of her grew stronger as more wetness leaked onto his hand. He could hear her typing above him, the clicks steady even as her hips moved in small circles against his mouth. The risk of someone walking by the glass walls made his cock rock hard inside his pants. Vanessa edged herself deliberately. She would grind firmly on his tongue until her thighs shook and her breathing turned ragged, then lift her hips slightly to pull back from the edge. She did this three times, enjoying the way Caleb's desperate licks followed her movements, trying to please her.

“It's a Virtual reality club.” Cassia blinked. “VR? Like… video games?” “Not those kinds of games,” Ava said, smiling widely now. “This is… different. It's a sex VR. They scan you in, and they guarantee real body sensations and total anonymity.” “That sound insane, even for you, Ava.” Cassia quipped. Ava tapped her lap. “Exactly! Which is why it's perfect. You'll wear a mask and you pick your fantasy and no one would ever know it was you. And it won't be cheating on your husband.”

Riley purrs, her hands cupping them roughly from behind, squeezing hard, thumbs flicking over my pierced nipples until I gasp. She pinches— hard— twisting just enough to send a bolt of pain-pleasure straight to my clit. “Missed playing with these, baby,” she whispers against my ear, her tongue tracing the shell before she bites the lobe. Vanessa drops to her knees in front of me without a word. Strong hands grip my thighs, spreading them wide. “Let’s see if this pussy still tastes as sweet as I remember.”

She's such a contradiction of modest innocence and sensual goddess. "I have an idea," I say with a mischievous smile. "Yes, Sir?" She appears thrilled and fearful at the same time. "Let's try slightly kinky vanilla." "Kinky vanilla?" "Yes, I'll show you." I lay her back against the soft sheets and place my lips against her skin. I kiss, lick, and nip every inch of flesh on her chest and belly without touching her breasts. She makes the sweetest little gasping sounds when my teeth sink in a little too hard, but she's getting off on it and her low, needful moans prove it. The pain takes her closer to the edge, which is exactly where I want her. Reaching over to the nightstand, I remove a condo

While he pushed her finger into her sweet entrance, he nibbled and sucked on her earlobe. “Ngah!” Vanora lew out a lewd sound that was between a moan and a gasp. Vlad frowned as he tried his hardest to maintain his self-control. His lips left her earlobe to instruct her further, “Slide it in and out…” In between raining kisses along and below her jaw, he continued guiding with his words, “You can... Explore... Inside… Find where… It feels best.” He then insistently sucked on her neck, leaving behind dark red marks. Vanora’s erotic pants was all he could hear.

She moans when I inhale deeply, despite the slight embarrassment I sense in her. Vanessa's flavor is divine, reminiscent of the memory from that fateful night after I laid my wife to rest. It's a taste that lingers on the tongue, rich with layers of sweetness and depth, evoking emotions buried deep within my soul. "Oh, fuck. Fuck," she thrashes wildly when I give a harsh suck to her clit. "Alpha... Ah."

The scent of sandalwood and vanilla filled the air as his hands glided over Ethan’s back, down to his ass, fingers teasing between his cheeks. Ethan gasped as a slick finger circled his entrance, pressing in slowly, carefully. Marcus watched his face intently, adding a second finger when Ethan pushed back, seeking more. He curled them just right, brushing that sensitive spot inside that made stars burst behind Ethan’s eyelids. “Right there… God, Marcus…”