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Last Call at the Bar: The Elevator Ride
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2026-06-19 04:30:52
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Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) The Desk Training
By the third night of these forbidden after-hours sessions, the filthy new routine had completely consumed Emma’s life, and she was hopelessly addicted to it. She spent her regular workdays in a constant state of low-level arousal, her mind drifting back to the previous night’s degradation. She would get wet at her desk just remembering how roughly Adrian had used her, how he had made her gag on his cock, and how he had called her his good little slut. She had started dressing specifically for his pleasure — choosing shorter, tighter skirts that barely covered her ass when she bent over, blouses with buttons that could be undone quickly, and always going completely without panties, just as he had commanded. At 5:30 PM sharp, her desk phone rang. “Emma. My office. Now.” Her heart immediately started pounding. She stood up, smoothed down her short skirt, and walked down the hallway already feeling herself getting wet between her thighs. When she stepped into his luxurious corn
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) The After-Hours Meeting
The entire next workday felt like it existed in a strange, heated fog. Emma sat at her desk trying to focus on answering emails, organizing Adrian’s meetings, and preparing the quarterly reports he had asked for, but her mind kept slipping back to the night before. Every time she shifted in her chair, she felt the faint ache between her legs from how hard he had fucked her over his desk. Her cheeks burned every time she remembered kneeling on the floor of his office, covered in his cum. She had barely slept, replaying every second, the way he bent her over, the sound of his belt, he called her a good girl. Part of her felt ashamed and a bigger part was already wet just thinking about doing it again. At 4:45 PM her desk phone rang. She nearly jumped out of her skin. “Emma. My office. Bring the quarterly reports I asked for this morning.” Adrian’s voice was calm and professional, but it still sent a rush of heat through her body. She grabbed the thick folder with slightly trembl
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) Roadside Haul
Camila wiped the sticky soda spill off the counter for the third time that night, her black apron tied tight around her waist. The diner sat right off the interstate exit, buzzing with truckers, late-night drunks, and the smell of old grease. Three in the morning and her feet were killing her in these cheap sneakers. She just wanted to finish her shift, walk the half mile home, and crash. The big rig driver in booth six had been watching her all night. Tall guy, broad shoulders stretching his flannel, short dark beard, sharp Slavic features. Nikolai. He’d paid with cash earlier, left a decent tip, but those eyes... they didn’t let go easy. “Refill?” she asked, pot of coffee in hand. He nodded slow. When she leaned over to pour, his hand brushed her wrist - but not accidental. “You look tired, Camila. Long night?” She pulled back quick. “How do you know my name?” “Name tag.” He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “And I pay attention.” Something about the way he said it
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) History’s Heat - Professor & Student Erotica
The restricted archives under the main library smelled like dust, old leather, and secrets that hadn’t seen daylight in decades. Lucas wiped sweat from his brow even though the room was cool. It was past 11 p.m., and the only light came from the green banker’s lamp on the long oak table and the faint emergency strips along the floor. Professor Marcus had kept him here for three hours cataloging a new donation of Civil War letters—rare, fragile, and full of raw personal truths. Marcus stood across the table, early forties, broad-shouldered in a dark button-down with the sleeves rolled up. A thin scar ran along his jaw and disappeared under his collar—something from “another life,” he’d said once and never explained. Authoritative, precise, the kind of professor who made grad students sweat for every approval. Lucas had been his research assistant for six months. The tension had been building like a storm you could feel coming. “Careful with that one,” Marcus said, voice low as Lu
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) Beacon in the Storm
Sara gripped the railing of the supply boat as it slammed against the dock, salt spray stinging her face. The lighthouse rose above the rocks like a crooked finger against the gray sky, appearing tall, white, streaked with rust and years of beating weather. She’d volunteered for this six-month research stint on seabird populations, thinking isolation would be peaceful. The captain had laughed when she said that. “Elias don’t talk much. Good luck.” The man waiting on the dock didn’t look like he needed company. Elias Crowe stood with his hands in the pockets of a heavy oilskin coat, salt-and-pepper beard, deep lines around sharp blue eyes. Mid-forties, built solid from hauling supplies and fighting the sea. He didn’t smile. “Dr. Sara Kline?” His voice carried over the wind, low and rough like gravel under boots. “That’s me.” She shouldered her duffel. “Thanks for letting me stay up here.” He took the bag from her without asking, muscles flexing under the coat. “Only one bunk tha
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) Rodeo Dust
Lena wiped sweat from her forehead with the back of her wrist, the arena lights buzzing overhead like angry hornets. The roar of the crowd still echoed in her ears even though the last bull had bucked its rider twenty minutes ago. She’d been on the circuit for three weeks now—temporary gig fixing up Boone McCade’s wrecked shoulder after a bad spill in Tulsa. She hadn’t expected to still be here. Boone sat on the tailgate of his truck outside the medical tent, shirt off, dust streaked across his chest and abs. Bruises bloomed purple and yellow over his ribs. He was thirty-four, built like a man who got thrown ten times a week and got back up every single time. Dark hair matted under his cowboy hat, jaw set tight. “You gonna poke at it all night or actually fix something?” he drawled, voice rough from the night’s yelling. Lena snapped on fresh gloves. “Keep running your mouth and I’ll make it hurt on purpose.” He grinned. “Promise?” She ignored the flutter low in her belly a
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) Extra Hours
Hi I’m twenty. Junior year. English lit major. And I’m failing my senior seminar because Dr. Sam Kane is impossible. He’s thirty-nine, married, tenured, and looks like he stepped out of a black-and-white film—dark hair just long enough to curl at the collar, wire-rimmed glasses, always in tailo
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) The Wrong Send
*A New Collection I was sprawled across my bed in nothing but the thin silk robe I’d stolen from Mom’s closet, the fabric slipping off one shoulder as I read Tyler’s latest text for the third time. “Babe, I’m dying over here. Send me something filthy so I can stroke to it before I lose my mind.”
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) Gangbanged by Strangers: Recked
The hotel room door barely clicked shut before hands were all over me. Not gentle. Not careful. Hungry. Mike shoved me backward onto the nearest bed so hard my back bounced on the mattress. The lamp cast ugly yellow light across the room, but nobody cared about romance. My head was still spinni
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) Gangbanged by Strengers
*A New Collection: After being in a four years relationship with Jake, Emily catches him and her bestfriend hooking up. Heartbroken - Leading her to get complicated with some nasty strengers in the bar ready to split her open if she asked for it.(This is a continuation from my last book - Unheard P
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