All Chapters of WILD PLEASURE {short stories}: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Edmund arrived much the same as before. Taking care in the way that he deposited his things and rolling up his sleeves to his elbows. He moved with such grace it was effortlessly sexy. He knew that she was watching him. She could see the muscles in his back shifting under his shirt, and when he turned to look at her there was that same knowing smile as before.“I’ve been thinking about you all night.” Margo said boldly. She didn’t care at all that she wasn’t supposed to, or that it was wrong, or that it might upset him. She was breaking his little ‘lady decorum’ rule and she wasn’t going to apologize for it.“I had a dream about you...” She continued, shifting in her seat as his eyes washed over her. “Do you want to hear it?”Mr. Edmund pulled his chair closer to her. He moves his knee to force hers apart so that he can be just that much closer to her, leaning in so close that she could smell his cologne. “No,” the corners of his lips upturned into a smirk and she shivered.“You have

“This is a very high-level job, do you understand? In order to be successful here, Mrs. Brennan, you must be able to do...just about anything.” The older man’s voice curled around the last word with an insinuation in his voice that made Cynthia slightly uncomfortable.Still, she needed this job. She had promised her husband that she would play nice with his senior executives and so that is what she intended to do; no matter what.At least , she thought as she consciously tried to stop her hands from fidgeting with her nervousness, he wasn’t all that bad to look at.The man with whom she was speaking to now had a prestige about him that was admirable. His hair was beginning to grey, but his facial features were as sharp as ever, giving him a very distinguished look. The suit-jacket and tight white shirt that the man was wearing did it’s best to hide a slim, toned physique, although the slight ripples in his arms, even through the jacket that he was wearing, were abundantly noticeable t

From the moment she turned around until she reached the door, she didn’t look back, but just as she opened the large, strong, encompassing door which matched the desk perfectly through the type of wood and intricacy, she turned her head to look over her shoulder. She smiled at him staring at her as her hand closed around a smooth, alluring golden handle that was probably as real as they could make it without sacrificing solid functionality and integrity. Once she stroked the handle down, she pressed firmly against the wood, forcing it to open for her with the pressure of her touch. When passage out of the room became available, she strutted through the door, ensuring to make herself look as tight as possible, while she accompanied the smile with a slow wink, before disappearing and then closing the divide between them with purpose.When Cynthia walked in the door, she ran to Trent and hugged him, happy to be home and away from all of those piercing, demeaning eyes.After taking one lo

His tongue was wet and meticulous as it entered her quickly, while his arms held down her legs, giving him ultimate control.The shock of emotion that immediately coursed through her was intense and so, she let out a scream, but her voice was masked by the mouth that encompassed her own and the other tongue that reached farther down her throat.She shuttered with a euphoric sense of pleasure that grew steadily as the seconds passed by. Cynthia felt as though her entire body was being stimulated. She had never felt so wet and so aroused before.Strangely, the fact that she couldn’t get away from this torturous sense of immense pleasure made it feel all the better. So, she did the only thing she could and focused on sensually kneading at Mr. Rossini’s manhood.However, as James delved deeper into her, gyrated his tongue around inside of her way that hit her G-spot in a way that made her want to cry, she began to groan and scream through the kisses until finally, Mr. Rossini allowed her

It was the end of Kate's first semester of college. She and her roommate, Mallory, decided to skip their final classes on Friday. Instead, they drove to the coast to stay with Mallory's father for the weekend before their final exams week started on Monday. A wealthy older doctor, Mallory's father lived in a large, expensive beach house on a secluded stretch of pristine coastline. It was the perfect place to relax and recuperate before the grueling week they had ahead of them.He wasn't home when they first arrived, so Kate and Mallory let themselves into his house and started to get ready for bed. It was late, and they were both exhausted from the drive. As Mallory unpacked her toiletries in the bathroom, Kate watched her set aside a small round foil packet. It was filled with a dozen tiny, individually packaged pills, along with several empty spaces where pills used to be. Kate picked up the foil packet and raised her eyebrows at Mallory.“Is that what I think it is?!” she asked her