Dive into private passions, where passion ignites and fantasies come to life! This sizzling anthology features a diverse array of stories that explore the depths of human desire, from forbidden encounters to steamy romances that defy the ordinary. Each tale invites you to indulge in your wildest dreams, where lust knows no boundaries and every page turns up the heat. Prepare to lose yourself in a world of seduction, where every character is a reflection of your deepest cravings. Unleash your inner desires-are you ready to surrender?
Kaden
In two quick strides I have her pinned against the wall, legs slung over my hips, and the straps of her pretty red dress falling over the slopes of her shoulders. Chests pressed together, I can feel her thumping heart as I work my mouth over the length of her neck. I kiss and lick the delicate skin, feeling a soft whimper work its way up her throat and against my lips.
Moving south, I brush my wet mouth against her collarbone as her chest becomes pink and flush. Her nipples are perfect little peaks, showing through her bra, and lifting the red satin away from her body. God, I want to put them in my mouth and suck and bite, maybe see if I can make her come from that alone.
Because tonight is all about her. She's going to come harder than she's ever come in her life.
I'm unbelievably hard from the lead up of our night. Fuck, the lead up of the last couple of months, but the fact I'm going to make Indy come until she can't see straight doesn't change the promise I made to myself. I can do this. I can touch her and lick her and make her scream all without fucking her.
"Kade," Indy pants. "My room. Take me to my room."
She moves, grinding her pussy over my erection and with her dress bunched up around her hips, there's only a couple of layers of fabric between us. I hissed an inhale from the friction, precum already leaking from the tip because well, I haven't been touched in years. I haven't been touched in years and now I have the most gorgeous woman, who's incredibly smart and caring, in my arms, her pussy seeking my cock with every rock of her hips. She's hot already, and I could bet good money that she's wet too.
I turn towards her room, but I can't do it. I avoid that place at all costs, and it sure as hell won't be the first place I make her come tonight.
Instead, I carry her to the couch, dropping her on her back, my mouth still latched to her neck, ear, chest. Anywhere I can taste her other than her mouth.
I didn't lie when I said I don't like faking intimacy. Last time my jealousy wouldn't let me hold back from tasting her mouth with mine. I know how I feel about Indy, and fuck, I've wanted to kiss ever since the she first time she opened that pretty mouth and spoke, but she's blatantly told me this is all she can give me, and the idea of getting invested in another woman who doesn't reciprocate my intentions is terrifying.
She asked me to help her come. She didn't ask me to get attached and kiss those pouty lips until I can't think straight. Until I can't walk straight. God, I want to though.
Her long blonde hair pushes back into the pillows beneath her, arching her back and pushing her chest into me. Her fingers grab for the buttons on my shirt, undoing them as I kiss my way along the soft slopes of her shoulders. Finding the bows holding her dress straps together, I take the satin between my teeth, pulling at the fabric until it falls open. By the time I've undone the other as well, Indy has my white dress shirt completely open.
Her soft hands and red-painted nails rake down my abs and fuck if that doesn't make me grow ten times harder.
"I touched myself thinking of you," she admits.
Fucking hell. My dick is aching, crying against my zipper from the six hottest words I've ever heard in my life.
Chocolate eyes peer up at me from behind dark lashes, waiting for me to say something.
"What did you think about?"
"Your hands."
"Oh yeah?" I palm her breast through her dress, gliding my hand up, my fingers and thumb gripping the edges of her throat. "What else?"
I lightly squeeze the sides of her neck, testing to see if she's into that sort of thing.
Her agreeable moan vibrates against my palm.
"This," she exhales. "You on top of me. How it would feel to be under you."
With my knees between her thighs, I hook my index finger into the neckline of her dress, pulling it down to her belly. My eyes immediately dropped to her chest. Hard nipples pull taut under her bra which happens to be strapless and black, subtle yet devastatingly sexy.
"Your favorite color."
Good God.
I'm going to be the guy who comes in his pants from a few words. Granted, they're the perfect words coming from the most kissable mouth, but if I don't take back some control, this night is going to go very differently than I planned.
"You didn't come when you thought about me, Ind? Because every time I've touched myself while thinking of you, I've come so hard I almost black out."
"You touch yourself while thinking of me?"
I exhale a humorless laugh. "That night we went swimming? I thought about you while I was in the shower and just about every time since."
Her hands rake down my stomach again, every muscle in my abdomen contracting. "Why didn't you do something about it when you came back to bed?"
"I didn't know you wanted me to, but I've dreamt of seeing you like this. On your back, your legs around me."
She reaches for the buckle on my belt, unfastening it. "Well, you've got me here now, so what are you going to do?"
"Nothing."
Her movements halt, brows forming the most adorably frustrated scowl. "What?"
I run both my palms over her stomach and waist, loving the way she feels under my touch. "I'm not going to do anything. You're going to. You're going to make yourself come."
"But I can't," she protests. "It doesn't work. Please, Kaden. You said you'd help me."
"I am helping. I'm going to distract you, and you're going to touch yourself." I take her hand, guiding it to her lower stomach. "Do you trust me?"
"Of course, I do." Her eyes soften. "Do you trust me?"
"Yes," I say without hesitation, and the realization that I've never trusted another woman more than I do Indy has me real close to finding a condom and saying fuck it to my two-year celibacy streak.
There's a fierce surge of possessiveness running through me, screaming mine. Her legs are spread on my couch. She lives in my house. She wants my cock.
But I internally scold myself. Tonight is for her.
"Touch yourself, Ind. Make yourself feel good." Sitting up on my knees, I peel off my shirt, tossing it to the ground. "But first, for the love of God, show me what's underneath."
Falling over her, I keep myself hovering her body with one arm, my dick gliding against her center. I almost come right then, and the painful buildup worsens when Indy arches her back in pleasure, giving me just enough room to unclasp her bra with my free hand.
Fabric in my favorite color loosens around her bust before she drops it to the ground. Her tits are fucking wonderful, tempting and needing to be sucked.
"Indiana," I breathe out in disbelief, leaning back to get a better view. "You're fucking beautiful. I mean, I knew you were, but dear God."
"You should probably touch me then, don't you think?"
Little smartass.
I nod. "Probably."
Her tits are less than a handful, but when I grab one and squeeze, it feels perfect in my palm. I run my thumb over the hard pebbled peak with so much tender appreciation. Thanking her for letting me see her body, for letting me touch her.
She whimpers the most angelic cry.
Her palm curves around the back of my neck, pulling me down, and without further hesitation, I take her nipple, sucking the rose tip before flicking it with my tongue. Taking her flesh between my teeth, I gently bite, letting her precious cries fill our living room.
Her lower half is squirming with anticipation, her pussy finding friction against me. I take my time moving on to her other breast, giving equal attention and admiration.
Between us, I move her hand back to the hem of her dress, using my own to guide it upward. "Show me."
I lick a path between her tits, my eyes locking on hers. She's dilated and dazed, soft under my tongue. I love seeing her like this. My chaotic girl is even more disordered, unable to breathe in a steady rhythm, unable to let her mind wander to places it shouldn't.
Looking down, I watch our hands bring her dress up, slowly sliding the satin against her soft thighs. It gathers around her hips, and she lifts her ass off the couch to bring the material to her waist.
I've never loved the color black more than I do now, seeing it wet and between Indy's legs.
I want to bury myself in her, in her scent. I want to lick and suck and tongue what I know is going to be the prettiest fucking pussy I've ever seen, but tonight is about her remembering she can take care of herself.
I bury my head into the crook of her neck, looking down between us. My erection is desperate for relief, but I'm trying my hardest to show some restraint.
That control I'm so good at? Yeah, it's about to fly out of the fucking window. I'm two seconds away from ripping that thong off, needing to see all of her.
"Show me," I beg once again, fisting my hands on the couch. "Please show me."
She toys with the string on her hips, her fire-engine red fingernails running the length of the fabric covering her center.
"Don't tease me, sweet girl." It's a warning. "Fucking show me."
My hips are rocking into the air, waiting impatiently. Ever so slightly and ever so tediously slowly, she pulls the black fabric to the side, showing me the glistening folds of the most beautiful cunt I've ever seen.
"Jesus, Ind," I choke out in admiration. "How are you real? You're fucking stunning."
"Thank you," she says softly.
There's a small patch of trimmed hair just above the cleft. Dark pinkish-purple folds gleam with her arousal. Her slit is tempting and teetering me on the edge of flat-out giving up years of practiced celibacy, solely to find out what it would feel like to have those lips slide over my cock.
I want to touch her, spread her, see every part of her, but she's supposed to be touching herself. She's supposed to be learning, my little Ivy-League student.
Taking her hand, I guide it south, covering her fingers with my own. I use our index and middle fingers to rub the length of her core before opening her and letting me see that perfect pink bud, tight and wet.
She's soaked, her arousal not only coats her fingers, but mine too. I want to put it in my mouth, lick every inch of her off me.
Her body stiffens, interrupting my carnal thoughts. Peering up, those soft brown eyes latch on to mine, giving me all the trust in the world and fuck if I don't melt on the spot.
"You okay?" I ask.
She nods, her throat moving in the prettiest swallow, my mind racing with dirty ways I'd love to see her swallow again.
"I'm nervous."
Brows pinched, I asked, "Why?"
My confident roommate, nervous?
She laughs uncomfortably. "I feel like a virgin. It's just been a long time."
"Tell me about it."
She smiles at that, that kissable bottom lip sliding between her teeth.
"If you want to stop, tell me. But you don't have to be nervous with me. God, you're fucking perfect, princess. Pretend you're alone, in your room, touching yourself."
"I don't want to pretend I'm alone."
Of course, she doesn't. She never does.
"I like knowing you're here. That you're watching me."
"Then I'll just be here, eternally grateful that I get to watch you make yourself come." I move her hand once again, forcing a bit more pressure and together, we find her clit.
I show her how to rub a circle around the bud, how to flick, how to squeeze it just the way I would if her hand wasn't between me and her body.
"Oh God, that feels good." Her head falls back into the couch below her and I continue to help her work herself up.
Her chest is moving rapidly, her tits begging for attention. I take one in my mouth, continuing to move her hand.
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