Novels by Tia Skyla

Standing on her toes, she cooed into his arms as she shut her eyes, drawing the essence of their kiss while she let out throaty moans. Feeling for her bruised inner thighs, she kneaded her pussy walls, and she arched into his touch, parting her thighs wider. "Workers would start coming in soon as it's morning already. Put your clothes on.” He said, breaking their kiss as a hiss of disappointment slipped her lips. When she realized she did it out loud, her cheeks grew rosy red, and she leaped apart from him, eagerly searching for her clothes. She walked backwards, her awkward manner causing him to cough out a laugh. Refusing to turn her bare backside to him, she left a trail of her clothes littered behind her. “You're acting like a kid, Ki. Don't tell me you're hiding the ass I thoroughly fucked for hours because I can see it clearly.” He mocked playfully, his piercing stare roaming over her form. Her rosy pink nipples were taut, her plump breast skin was slightly flushed, and he

Yet he didn't stop slamming his veiny cock up her pussy as he groaned in greedy satisfaction while her squirt came in violent motion. Everything about Kiara was exquisite and addictive except her work ethic. He had always known it'd be divine to get down on this woman, but this experience was so exhilarating that he never wanted to forget it. The triumph of having her at the mercy of her own orgasm seared through his veins, and his iron control at the promise of gentleness went out the window. As her second orgasm began building up, he took up his pace, driving into her in deep, urgent strokes that stretched her swollen pussy lips to a point of submission. “Oh, Dante. Mmmh.” She moaned, taking his greedy cock with every inch of her core that was still slicked with the wetness of his stimulation. “I've always loved how you stubbornly called my last name even if you knew I hated it.” He husked, pinning her to the walls with the sole aid of his athletic thighs as he moved his

“Even if you get on your knees and plead, I can't go raw with you of all people.” She mumbled, her words going against her action as his tip stroked her slick hole, and she shivered before letting him go.Yet Dante was quick to catch her hand and place it back on his shaft, his chest heaving in anticipation as he leaned towards her.“I won't deny I'm also contemplating not doing it. But if it would do you any good, I'm clean.” He whispered, reaching to tug at her nipple and brush his lips across her mouth before he withdrew from her.A sense of insatiable need prickled her exposed skin as she felt the warmth of his presence leave her.There were two things at stake here.One was letting herself trust Dante's words and risking her health.Well, two was leaving this elevator without having a taste of his massive dick in her tight pussy, exactly how she had imagined.After that moment, she'd never have a chance because she had decided to quit her job.Yeah, she would rather commit suicid

“You bastard, oouu.” She whimpered, yet arched her hips to meet his sharp thrusts that burned her deep as he continued fucking her in rhythmic motion. Using one hand, he fisted his hand into her hair and tugged it up, still maintaining his feral pounding into her tight ass. “Look at you, Ki. Loving every bit of this. Should I stop?” He asked in a thick, low voice that was filled with lust as he rammed into her, the furious slapping of their skins echoing in the atmosphere. When she shook her head instead of responding, he smacked her ass, and she jolted. It was degrading, but it made her clit clench harder, making his brutality more worth it. Goodness, she couldn't even admit how it turned her on. “I'll spank your ass till you learn to be a good girl for me, Ki.” Each of his words was accompanied by a deep thrust that made her scream her moans. He didn't allow her time to consider it as his big palm connected with the delicate skin of her ass a few more times. Judging

Poor Kiara would have envisioned that it would be too dark for him to figure out her delicious curves, but to hell with the lights. If only she'd known how he had already pictured her naked a thousand times, she'd gouge his eyes out. Wrapping her arms across her chest, she shuffled her foot as she tried to make out his expression through the pitch blackness of the elevator. “What's the use of striping? You can even see— “Leave that to me. Now do it.” Dante cut in, struggling to normalize his ragged breaths as he reached to unbuckle his belt. Damn it! The suspense was killing him, but he'd ride on till he engraved every memory of tonight in his head forever. As she unstrapped her bra, he reached for his boner, wrapping his trembling palm around it with an approving grunt. The lines of her plump breasts with peak hard nipples resting on it appeared before his vision, and his breathing went bated. Though the urge to grab her and devour her right there tempted him, he wanted to pu

“Wh- what did you just say?” Kiara stammered, her grip tightening around her cellphone. Right then and there she wished the electricity zap coursing through her was anger. But ‘no,’ she was turned on to a maddening level; it had to be insanity. Her hand trembled from being suspended in the air for long, yet she waited to see Dante's expression with bated breath. Yeah, it was so worth it because his gray eyes turned dark with carnal desire as his gaze swept over her body. But he masked it off with a dry chuckle, “Don't make me repeat it again, Ki. It's either you heard me the first time, or you give me the phone and let's get the hell out of here.” He said, his tone was stern, yet she could see his bulge getting worse. This man was fucked up, wasn't he? And so was she with the way her core was aching for his touch again. However, instead of admitting to herself at least that she craved a taste of him, she chose the easy way out. “Stop calling me Ki. We're not that close.” Kia