Kaden Watching Indiana please herself on my couch, does insane things to my body.“What’s your thing, Ind, huh? Do you like to be called names in bed? Do you like to be talked down to?” She lets out a tiny moan, but I think it has more to do with the pull of her nipple between my teeth and the flick of our fingers coasting over her clit, and less to do with what I said. Because I know this girl and there’s not a world in which she wants to be called a degrading name. She likes to be told she’s lovely and smart. “No, that’s not it. My little valedictorian likes to be praised, doesn’t she?” A whimper. The prettiest, sexiest sound I’ve ever heard comes from her throat.“Clever girl like you, you want to hear how good you’re doing. How perfect you are. How well you’re taking it.” I feel our fingers getting wetter the more I talk. “Well, baby, you’re doing so fucking good. Do you feel us touching your pretty clit? Do you feel how swollen we’re making you? How wet you are? So goo
Xavier We had talked about this numerous times. But, nothing compared to actually acting on it. I couldn't believe this was happening.“Hi,” she breathed against my mouth.“Hi,” I murmured back.I could get used to this.I kicked the front door closed behind us and pulled Avery with me towards the stairs, kissing her and moving my hands over her. I needed to touch all of her, I needed to make her moan the way she did the other night with my fingers in her tight wetness. I reached up and brushed her nipple, and she jerked with a small cry against my mouth. ĺ My cock was uncomfortably hard. We needed to get upstairs, faster. My tongue slicked against hers before I tugged her hair back, opening her deeper to me. She nipped my bottom lip with her teeth. My cock ached and I groaned.I stooped down, grabbed her ass, and hauled her up. Her legs looped around my waist and I carried her up the stairs.“I want you,” she murmured against my mouth, and my cock strained again. “I need yo
Amanda I grasped the bedsheets, my back arching, legs shaking, breath shaky. Holding my vibrator right against my clit, I squeezed my eyes closed and imagined Ryan here with me, his fingers rubbing small, torturous circles around my clit, his breath in my ear, his stubble tickling my neck.All those small sensations that I missed for the last ten months he’d been gone in the military.Pressure rose in my core, and I let out a soft moan, pinching my nipple between my fingers. God, I wanted nothing more than for him to come home, for him to rip off his uniform, toss me onto the bed, and make sweet love to me.Higher and higher, I felt myself about to tip over the edge. So close. So fucking close. My toes curled, and—Someone knocked on the front door. I squeezed my eyes shut even harder, trying to ignore the knock and to lose myself in more distant memories of him. His crew-cut dark brown hair, those even darker brown eyes staring down at me as he pumped into me slowly.“Fuck,” I wh
Sadie “You’ve been a good girl for me, right, princess?” Michael asked through the phone.I lay on our bed, kicking my legs back and forth, trying to ease the ache that had lingered between them since last night when he denied me orgasm after orgasm and promised me that if I could hold off until tonight that he would reward me with something extra special.“Yes, Daddy.” I hopped off of the bed and walked to the windows, gazing down at all the tiny cars from his penthouse. “Will you be home soon? It’s late.”He chuckled lowly. “I’ll be home soon. Have you been waiting all day for me?”“All I can think about is you,” I said, whimpering. “All day.”“Good,” he said. “I have your surprise with me, but I need you to be sitting on our bed, facing toward the window, in the sexy lingerie set you picked out last weekend when I get home. Do you understand, princess?”“I understand.”I waited just as he wanted me. Dressed in my lingerie with a silky black robe, gazing out the window at the s
Alec had the door shut and locked, shoes kicked off, designer suit jacket that fit like a motherfucking glove slung neatly across the leather chair and was back to kissing him in record time. He plunged his tongue hungrily into Keyes’s mouth. No soft getting-to-know-you kisses—just raw and demanding possession embraced Keyes. He cradled Alec’s face in his palms as he explored that sweet mouth. He was certain this man was used to getting what he wanted, but there were things he wanted too. “You’re so fucking hard,” Alec rasped, breaking from the kiss, his firm hand sliding across the front of Keyes’s jeans. Keyes pushed into the pressure of that welcoming hand. “All your doing,” he growled, chasing Alec’s lips, needing that sinful mouth back on his. Alec must have gotten the hint, because he licked a long slow trail across his lips before diving in with a vengeance. Alec’s tongue darted into his mouth and a low moan vibrated in his throat as he lost himself to the invasion. T
AthenaHe wrapped the silk cloth around her eyes and another around her arms and legs. Then, as if she were nothing, he forced her onto the rough wooden chair.His musky scent intoxicated her as he knelt by her side, securing the restraints. She could feel him pause next to her, and then he drew a finger down her jaw, making her shiver. It was so light, but it held a dominance to it.She listened to his departing footsteps and sucked in a breath. He was leaving her here, nearly naked?“Hey! Where are you going?” she yelled, desperately craving her kidnapper’s touch.When the door shut, she struggled against the fabric, trying to escape. But after a few moments of kicking and screaming, she stopped and slumped against the back of the chair. It was useless. She couldn’t escape. He had bound her up too tight.Goose bumps rose on her skin. Her nipples hardened against the thin white material of her shirt. It was colder than she originally thought.She bit down on her lip and squeezed her
Cara “So, what should I do?” Ethan asked from across the kitchen table. With his beautifully dark brown eyes, he gazed at me, then he took a long sip of his milk and burped.I wrinkled my nose. “Not that.”He tilted his head and wiped the milk mustache off his upper lip. I swore I’d been living with a five-year-old for the past two years. He placed the glass down.“Cara, I’m being serious. This is our first anniversary together. I need it to be good. Should I get her something, or should I make her something?”“Why are you asking me now? You should have thought about it, like, a week ago, not the day of your anniversary.”He pushed the kitchen chair back slightly, leaning back, and crossed his arms across his chest, making his biceps bulge through his gray sweater.“Well … I was busy …” he said.I cocked my eyebrow at him.“Fine, fine. I forgot about it, but I invited her over tonight, and now, I have nothing planned, and I have to go to work. I don’t know what to do.”“I have tod
A curvy woman like me was never supposed to be mated to such a cut and chiseled alpha. All the girls from high school made sure I knew I’d end up alone or with a lone wolf, never accepting the fact that I was different from them and from the other skinny girls in our pack.And part of me stupidly believed those rumors, even after we had graduated and gotten on with our lives. Their words haunted me every single time I looked in the mirror, no matter how much I tried to love all my imperfections, all those stretch marks, and all that extra weight on my stomach.But as fate would have it, I was mated to the sexiest, most ruthless alpha in this part of the forest. Nobody dared to mention the name of the tattooed, pierced, cruel man or else there would be consequences. Terrible consequences.Yet here I was, alone in his bedroom, with one of his tattooed hands around my throat and the other between my legs, thrusting his fingers into my wet pussy.“Tell me what she said to you,” he said, b