All Chapters of Make Me Yours (A Romantic Collection): Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

Chapter 2Alex’s PovSarah's body responds before her mind can catch up, her knees hitting the plush carpet with a soft thud. The blindfold remains taut across her eyes, a strip of black silk that transforms her into pure sensation. Her breath comes in ragged little pants, each exhale harder than the last.Her hands, freed from their bonds but not from their purpose, reach forward blindly. Fingers trembling with anticipation, they brush against my belt buckle. The metal clinks softly as she fumbles with it, her movements clumsy with desperation. I can see the muscles in her forearms flexing, the tendons standing out as she strains to undo what stands between her and what she craves."Please," she whispers, the word barely audible but carrying the weight of her submission. "Let me..."The belt finally gives way with a sharp tug. Her hands immediately go to my zipper, the sound of teeth parting fabric loud in the quiet room. She pulls my pants down with rough, urgent movements, the

Chapter 4Sarah’s Pov“Probably,” he says, and the admission sends a fresh wave of arousal through me. “They definitely heard something.”His fingers replace mine, rough and demanding. He knows exactly how to touch me, exactly how to make me fall apart. Two fingers plunge into my cunt, curling to hit that spot inside that makes me see stars. His thumb rubs my clit in tight circles, the pressure just right.“Alex,” I gasp, my back arching off the floor. “Please…”“Please what?” he demands, his voice low and dangerous. “Please make you come? Please let the whole world hear what a desperate little whore you are?”“Yes,” I cry out, shameless. “Yes, please…”His movements become rougher, more punishing. His free hand wraps around my throat, applying just enough pressure to make my head spin. The lack of oxygen intensifies every sensation, making me hyperaware of his fingers inside me, his thumb on my clit, his body hovering over mine.“Come for me,” he commands, his voice dropping to a g

Chapter 6Alex’s Pov Sarah’s still bent over my desk and My cum drips down her thighs, marking her. The video call drones on, my boss’s voice a distant buzz as I type commands, pretending everything’s normal.Then I hear it. The rustle of wool as Sarah straightens up. Her coat falls open, revealing the flushed skin beneath. She reaches up and rips the blindfold off, her eyes burning with something I’ve never seen before. Not submission. Not arousal. Pure, unadulterated fury.“Get off the call,” she says, her voice low and dangerous.I freeze, fingers hovering over the keyboard. “Sarah, I—”“NOW.” She slams her hand on the desk, making my monitor shake. “End the fucking call.”My boss’s voice cuts through. “Alex? Everything okay over there?”Sarah’s lips curl into a snarl. She leans into the camera, her naked breasts pressing against my desk. “He’s busy,” she says, her voice dripping with venom. “He’s about to get what he deserves.”I fumble with the mouse, ending the call in a pani

Chapter 1The screen glows in the darkness of my room, illuminating the photo I've stared at a thousand times. Sophia's smile, that perfect curve of her lips, the way her dark hair falls across her shoulders. My hand moves faster along my cock, the friction building heat that matches the ache in my chest. Five years of friendship, five years of watching her date other guys while I play the part of the sweet, supportive best friend. My thumb brushes over the head of my cock, spreading the bead of precum as I imagine her mouth there instead."Fuck, Sophia," I groan, my hips thrusting into my fist. The antique charm hangs around my neck, cool against my flushed skin. I bought it from that dusty shop downtown, the one with the sign claiming it grants wishes. The old woman behind the counter warned me "be careful what you wish for, young man." But what does she know about desperation?My balls tighten as I approach the edge, the image of Sophia's face blurring through my haze of lust.

Chapter 2The glow in Sophia's eyes recedes, but I don’t think I can ever forget it. I'm trapped in my own bedroom with this creature wearing my best friend's face. My heart hammers against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat of pure terror. But beneath the fear, something else stirs… It’s a sick, twisted fascination. The charm worked. It fucking worked, and now I have to deal with the consequences."We should go out," I say, the words barely audible. "On a date. Like normal people."Sophia's head tilts, her expression unreadable. The predatory stillness in her posture makes my skin crawl. "Normal?" she repeats, a low purr vibrating in her chest. "You want normal now? After everything?""I just... I want to take you to dinner." My voice shakes, but I force myself to meet her gaze. "Please."She considers this, her sharp nails…still human-looking for now, tapping against my thigh. "Fine," she says finally. "But you're paying. And you're sitting beside me, not across."We reach the restaurant