He's my professor. My father's best friend. And right now, he's buried inside me-thick, throbbing, stretching me open-while my dad is on the phone.
I can barely breathe, barely think. Christopher grips my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he slams into me, pulling out just enough to make me whimper before driving back in, harder, deeper.
"Sofia?" My dad's voice crackles through the speaker, laced with concern. "Are you okay, honey?"
I bite down on my lip, my walls fluttering around Christopher's cock as he grinds against me, rolling his hips in that devastating way that makes me see stars.
"Ye-yes, D-ah-d," I stammer, my voice high-pitched, breathless.
Christopher smirks against my neck, his breath hot as he whispers, "Be a good girl. Don't let Daddy hear you getting fucked."
I shudder. God, he's so deep. So thick. Every push, every pull, sends me spiraling.
"You don't sound okay," my dad presses. "What's going on?"
Yes, Dad-what's going on is that your best friend has me pinned down, stretching my greedy little cunt, dragging me to the edge while I fight to keep my moans in.
"I-I'm just c-cold," I lie, choking on a gasp as Christopher's fingers find my clit, circling it mercilessly, teasing, punishing.
His other hand wraps around my throat, applying just enough pressure to make my head swim. My body is on fire, my pulse hammering.
Wet, obscene sounds fill the air-skin slapping, the sticky slide of his cock dragging against my slick walls, the groans he lets out every time I tighten around him.
"Sofia?"
I can't take it. I bury my face into the pillow, biting down as my orgasm crashes through me. Christopher feels it-he growls, grips my hips harder, and fucks me through it, relentless, brutal.
This is wrong. So, so wrong.
And yet, I never want it to stop.
College break takes a turn when Aria Lanes get abducted and hold captive by a man she later finds charming then soon desires. Her abductor was paid to kill her, but for an unexplained reason, he wouldn't, but he choose to protect her from any danger.
Aria couldn't resist admiring his elegant posture, muscles, turn-on, and good looks wanted to be more closer to him. He couldn't resist that she couldn't resist him, so he craved her.
Her flawless abductor had a rule, and she had to submit herself to him to get what they both wanted.
Warning: Sexual explicit, expletives and violence, 16+
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What a menace! "You can't do that, Lorenzo!" I growl at him.
He smirks viciously at me. "I own you. I can do anything to you, my Kitten," he says, dominatingly, then leans over me, rubbing his hardness against my wettness as I pull my hands in desire.
I can't with the torture I want him to rail me!
But I was still too close to my release when he left me, so I'm going to cum either way, but it won't feel the same. Of course, I will feel pleasure, but I want his help with it.
His hardness rubs against me, going over my wetness but is not entering me as I want him to. "T-this is what you're going to do all d-day?" I mutter, knowing this is torture, and he's getting pleasure from it.
"Yes," my warm liquid explodes out of me, making me roll my eyes to the back of my head, causing my back to arch in bliss. "Ah, you did it," he growls before he starts beating his hardness against me.
I want him inside me! No, no, I can't do this shit. I begin to whine my hips against him, but that isn't good enough for my liking. He continues to beat his dick against me faster, and I start squirting all over him.
My heat, exploding. Shit! I need him.
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P.S Most of the chapters are not edited, or correct. This book was written when I was in high school.