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To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter fifty.
Arya's POV.I walked into the kitchen, waving off the chefs who had quickly assembled in the kitchen as well."We were just about to start preparing for dinner ma, if you're hungry we could fix you something before continuing with dinner," the chief chef spoke up politely. "No, I'm not hungry dear, I just want to handle dinner tonight, you can do something else, or you could just get some rest, you already handled breakfast and dinner," "Ma'am, we are not complaining, we are getting paid well for our jobs." The chief chef insisted. "Alright, I just want to make dinner for my man, will that be considered?" I smirked, staring from each of them to the other. I smiled in victory as I watched them blush embarrassingly, knowing fully well that I have won this round. Slowly, they all nodded and left, and I quickly set out my preparation for dinner.Just as I reached for the seasoning, the sudden sound of the doorbell made me pause. My heart jumped slightly, more out of surprise than any
Last Updated : 2025-03-29To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter fifty one.
Arya's POV.I stirred gently in my sleep as I felt a strong pair of hands wrapped around me. As soon as I inhaled his scent, a wide smile broke out on my face. Lucas. My godsent man.My eyes suddenly snapped open as I realized it was mid morning already. Has he forgotten about work today?"Lucas." I called, and he only stirred gently and continued sleeping."Lucas." I called again, tapping him gently. "Babydoll." He mumbled, his eyes still closed. My goodness, did he really have to do that? Why did he have to call me that with his husky morning voice, now, I could feel a damp in my panties but more frustratingly, he'll be leaving for work in few minutes. "Lucas, you are going to be late for work." I tried to hide the intensity beginning to build in my voice. This man has so much effect on me and it's crazy. "It's weekend, babydoll." He muttered and my eyes fluttered open in shock. How did I not know?"Oh, I... I totally forgot, I'm sorry, you can go back to sleep now." I tried
Last Updated : 2025-03-29To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter fifty two.
"Arya's POV."I squeezed my hands inside his sleeping robe and felt his ball. I felt his body move slightly, it was my turn to grab the waistband of his short and pulled it down to his ankles, I was eager to have his cock in my mouth and in my hand. Once I had softly grabbed hold of it, I stroked him frantically for a moment before proceeding to take it into my mouth.A loud gasp suddenly flew out of his mouth as his cock came in contact with my warm mouth.I started with his balls, giving slow kisses and then licking passionately. I took his balls in my mouth, my eyes were on him, seeing his expressions change was so thrilling, taking his big cock in my mouth I let my tongue explore his hardness, I kissed his head, and then started licking along his shaft, my lips were around him now, his hands crawled into my hair so he could take charge for a few seconds, he grabbed my hair and started moving my head front and back, his cock hot in my mouth, I went faster gradually increasing my
Last Updated : 2025-03-29To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter fifty three.
Arya’s POV.I sat in front of the mirror in my room, feeling the gentle tug of brushes against my skin as the stylists worked their magic. As I gazed at my reflection, I couldn't help but smile. The last time I sat in this exact position, I was merely playing a role... Lucas’s contract woman, pretending for a week. Now, I was truly his. His woman, his date, his everything. And we were heading to a gala together, not as strangers bound by an agreement, but as a real couple.Time had changed everything. And this time, it had changed in my favor.The stylist curled the last strand of my jet-black hair and set it in place with a spritz of finishing spray. My makeup was a masterpiece... Subtle yet breathtaking, emphasizing my deep hazel eyes and high cheekbones. My lips were painted in a bold, tempting red, making them look utterly kissable."You look breathtaking, Miss Arya," one of the stylists said, stepping back to admire her work.I let out a soft laugh. "I should, considering how lo
Last Updated : 2025-03-30To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter fifty four.
Aria's POV. "Turn over." Lucas suddenly blurted, his hand still groping my butt through my gown."Why?" I raised my brows at him."Just do as I say, you stubborn chick." His hand came down hard on my butt cheeks. "Ouch. Lucas you are such a brute." I snapped at him, turning around reluctantly.Swiftly, he grabbed me by the waist and spun me around, bending me over the edge of the bed. "Ready for your gift?" He blurted.From the tone of voice, I knew it wasn't going to be a pleasant gift, rather a nasty one. "Mhm.. flawless." I heard him growl, followed immediately by a little rub on my lower leg, right below the gown slit."Lucas, what are you doing?" I found myself asking."But first, we have to get you ready." He continued, ignoring me. "Lucas, No, whatever it is can wait, we have a gala to be present for, and it's already time," I tried to protest. "Yeah, we can delay them a bit, we will be there, right in time before it is over," My eyes widened as his words filtered into
Last Updated : 2025-03-30To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter fifty five.
Arya's POV."P...Please!" My voice came out in a timid whisper. "I want... I want...!" In this moment, I want a million things, all of them buffeting my psyche for attention, and most of them wild and contradictory. "Oh Lucas... Plea... please... mmmmm..."I could swear that I could hear the subtlest squelching sound as he spreads my petals apart, and places the tip of his finger within the slick folds of my cunt. "Fuck... oh no.. oh yes.. oh please..." I have no idea what I want at this moment, but I want it so badly, my body is aching.He began stroking, the tender ministrations felt so amazing blended with the sickening shameful knowledge that we should be somewhere else right now instead being in here and doing this. He has not relinquished his grip on my breast either, and he continued working his hands into the soft flesh, effortlessly multitasking between the sensitive skin of my nipples and the incredibly sensitive skin of my cunt."Mmmmmmmm... fuck, oh fuck... Lucas! Ahhhh..
Last Updated : 2025-03-30To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter fifty six.
Arya's POV.The moment the footsteps faded, Lucas immediately goes to work again. His drenched finger tip drags across the sensitive nub, and he delves his fingers back into my depths. I gasped in rapture and shame, my eyes growing wide."Now that we're free from interruptions..." He kissed my neck, and began stroking the delicate lining of my vaginal walls, once again. He slips his other hand from my breast, drifting it down and down... joining the other, just outside the moistness of my cunt. His middle finger continues to swirl, as the maddening sensations radiate outward.It took every bit of my concentration to form the simple words which have been trying desperately to make their way out. "Lucas! Please... you have to..." The word freezes on the tip of my tongue. 'Stop.' It's a simple, one syllable word! Why can't I say it? 'Because you want him to continue!' The shameful thought echoes inside, even as I strained to repress it. 'You want him to keep going, because you love this.
Last Updated : 2025-03-30To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter fifty seven.
Arya's POV.The entrance to the gala was nothing short of breathtaking. As Lucas and I stepped through the grand doors, all eyes turned toward us, a ripple of whispers sweeping through the elegantly dressed crowd. The venue was a masterpiece of luxury...The scent of champagne and expensive perfume lingered in the air, mingling with the soft hum of an orchestra playing in the background.I swallowed hard, keeping my chin up as I walked beside Lucas. My gown clung to my body in all the right places, the high slit revealing just enough to turn heads, but it was the possessive weight of Lucas’s hand on my lower back that made my skin burn. I could feel the gazes on us... some envious, some curious, and some downright hostile.Lucas leaned in slightly, his lips brushing against my ear. "Breathe. You belong here."I nodded, inhaling deeply as we descended the steps into the sea of guests. I wasn't used to this level of attention, but Lucas moved with such effortless confidence that it was
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To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter ninety six.
Chloe's POV.I watched as Hardin drove out of my house, although his scent and the memories of everything everything we've done together lingered on my head.I stood at the door for a minute longer after he left, arms folded over my chest as I leaned against it, smiling like a fool. The weekend had been… magical. No, scratch that... it had been dangerous, sinful, addictive. We had fallen deep, deeper than I thought was even possible.And now, it was Monday morning. And reality came knocking like a doorbell. I needed to get back to work.With a small sigh, I turned away from the door and dragged my weekend bag across the living room toward the bedroom. The entire space emitted a deceptive calmness. As if the storm brewing in my chest didn’t exist.I opened my bag and began unpacking. My clothes still smelled like Hardin’s cologne... masculine, spicy. I paused mid fold, pressing one of my dresses against my face, breathing him in like some sort of addict. God, what was wrong with me?
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter ninety five.
Chloe's POV.Just as he was beginning to spasm and close to cum, he suddenly pulled out of me, his gaze on me, now fierce and hot."Get rid of the remnant of clothes on your body." This time, he sounded more authoritative, and I knew he was in his fierce mood.I slowly peeled off the buttons of the shirt and ripped it off my body. my face burning with excitement for what is coming.Hardin watched with predatory eyes, his still hard cock bobbing in front of him. I was standing before him, completely naked."Goddamn, I've got to say this every second, you are perfection at it's peak, princess." he whistled, eyes roaming over my exposed body. "Now turn around. Let me see that ass."I rotated slowly, showing him my backside, my tits swinging with the movement."Fuck yeah, Bend over and show me what I own." I slowly bent at the waist, placing my hands on the counter again, presenting my ass to him like a bitch in heat."Nah, against the wall. Hands up high where I can see them."I shuff
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter ninety four
Chloe's POV. I gently stirred awake from my deep sleep, although my eyes were still clouded with deep waves of sleep, but I was so thirsty. I needed to take water, or juice, or literally anything that'll keep me hydrated. Hardin's arms were wrapped securely around me, slowly, I managed to untangle myself from his grip and strolled out of the room, and headed towards the kitchen. Since it was middle of the night, I didn't bother switching on the light, instead I just headed straight to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water and went back to stand by the counter and gulped down the water till I was satisfied and almost out of breath. I leaned over the counter, trying to catch my breath. Almost immediately, I felt a presence behind me. I didn't need to turn around before knowing who it was. "You were deep asleep when I left the room, how are you here?" I snapped. I heard him chuckle, leaning closer toward me, grabbing my waist. "I do have those thoughts too, I feel the guil
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter ninety three.
Chloe's POV.Slowly I stretched out my right leg, left knee still bent, Hardin using the freedom I willingly gave him to slip a single finger lengthwise between my outer lips. My mouth snapped open, my deep breathing picking up speed while he continued to kiss my neck, his hand never moving.I could feel his finger pressed between my outer lips, pressed firmly along the shaft of my clit, the tip of his finger barely brushing against the edge of my vulva and perineum, his palm cupping and squeezing my mound while never moving his finger. I rocked my hips slightly, my wet heat coating his finger, my lubrication spilling from my body to coat his palm, his length gliding against my lower back.Minutes passed by with only the sound of my deep breathing and soft moaning, our hips moving slightly, his length gliding against my skin, his palm pressing and gliding against my mound without his finger ever delving deeper.Finally without wasting any more second, I took a deep breath and rotated
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter ninety two.
Chloe's POV.I stirred from sleep slowly. My body ached in the best way possible. My skin still shaken from last night’s fire, and every inch of me was wrapped in the afterglow.But something made my lashes flutter open, something I couldn’t ignore.Eyes.I felt them before I saw them.When my vision cleared, I met the deepest pair of eyes staring right at me. Hardin was propped up on one elbow beside me, watching me like I was the sunrise itself... like I was the most captivating sight he’d ever laid eyes on.He had that damn smile again. That cocky, sinful smirk that curved just slightly to the left and made my chest tighten in the worst and best ways.“Good morning, princess.” he whispered, his voice was soft, and his tone thicker than sleep. “Did you sleep well, or do you want me to tire you out a little more first?”I groaned and instinctively buried my face in the pillow. “Stop looking at me like that,” I mumbled, heat rushing to my cheeks.“Like what?” he teased, his body inchi
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter ninety one.
Chloe's POV.Our lips crashed against each other again, kissing, tongues exploring. His hands slide under my shirt to grasp my bare ass cheeks tightly and picked me up. "C'mon, princess." He growled into my ears as he held me up from the table, now against his broad chest.I squealed in delight and followed his lead, wrapping my legs around him. Our foreheads pressing together, our eyes locked, and my boobs pushed tight against his chest as he held me for a few seconds, then sat me down on the edge of the table. I couldn't stop myself from looking down and admiring his strong physique and toned body. I could see he was getting hard beneath those pants, and my arousal grew. I badly wanted to feel him in me. Subconsciously I squeeze the muscles in my cunt at the thought of his cock buried deep inside and feel myself starting to tingle with desire.His hands held my thighs and he lift them higher and wider apart. I pulled up the material of the shirt to my waist to reveal my cunt to
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter ninety.
Chloe’s POV.The food smelled absolutely divine. I didn’t know what exactly Hardin had whipped up, but the aroma was warm and spicy, laced with scents that made my stomach flutter more with anticipation than hunger. He carried the plates with pride, grinning like he knew he was about to serve the best thing I could ever eat."Careful," I said teasingly as he almost knocked a fork off the edge of the table, setting down one plate in front of me. "We wouldn’t want the presentation to be ruined, chef."Hardin smirked as he slid into the seat beside me... not across, no, he chose beside. Of course he did.“Oh, I don’t worry about presentation, sweetheart. I make sure the flavor leaves people speechless.” He winked and leaned his elbow on the table, watching me expectantly. “Taste it. Tell me I’m wrong.”I smiled as I picked up the fork and dug into the creamy pasta. The first bite had me humming instantly. “Mmm… okay, wow. You might be onto something.”His smirk stretched wider. “Told you
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty nine
Chloe's POV.The moment we stepped into Hardin’s house, I felt an odd blend of comfort and bliss. Hardin didn’t say a word... he just looked at me with that devastating smirk and took my hand. His palm was warm, rough in the way that made you wonder what those hands could do, had done... and unfortunately for my already scrambled brain, I knew exactly what they were capable of.Oh fuck!“This way,” he said, guiding me past the living room and down a short hallway.We reached a door at the far end and he pushed it open. “Your room,” he said casually, as though he hadn’t just turned my world upside down over the past few days.My room.The phrase echoed in my mind like a chime bouncing through a canyon. It sounded domestic. Intimate. Real.I stepped inside slowly, blinking as I took it all in. It was beautiful... simple and elegant. A large bed with gray sheets, plush pillows, and thick curtains. It felt like a place someone could feel safe. Wanted.My heart squeezed.“Do you like it?”
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty eight.
Chloe's POV. I woke up slowly, the warm sun filtering through my curtains. For a moment, everything felt like a dream. a very sinful, dangerously delicious dream. But then I felt them.Arms. Strong ones.Wrapped around my waist.Hardin.My heart skipped, fluttered, then practically leaped out of my chest.My entire body stiffened as the events of last night came rushing back like waves crashing against a trembling shore. His lips on mine. His hands all over my body. The way he said my name like it was a prayer and a curse all at once. The way he thrusted into me. The sounds I made. The way I begged for more. And how he gave… more.God.I was suddenly burning again.I didn’t move at first. I didn’t want to wake him. I needed a minute... or ten, to process what I’d done, what we’d done. What I willingly, achingly, desperately let happen.Slowly, I peeled myself from his grip and sat up, the sheet slipping off me slightly. I clutched it against my chest, though there was really no point
