All Chapters of DIRTY, ROTTEN SEXCAPADES (Er0tica Collection): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

LILY-ROSE'S POVI lowered myself onto Sinbad's face, and he didn't hesitate. I instantly felt his tongue lashing out, drinking the cream that was spilling out of me. He swirled his tongue around my hole before letting out a sharp stinging slap across my left ass cheek. CRACK!My body jumped, and Killian took the opportunity to slam his cock back into my mouth, forcing me to take the whole length. "Don't stop sucking, Red," Killian warned, his hand tightening in my hair. "We're just getting started." I was gagging and choking, but I wasn't letting up, my mascara running as I held his thick dick in my hands, running my palms along it while I bobbed my head up and down.Sinbad was eating my pussy so good that my body was getting weak, he held onto my thighs, pressing me harder down on his face until I was shaking with pleasure. But the session was cut short when Sinbad stood up and grabbed me by the waist. He hauled me to my feet, his brother's dick slipping out of my mouth with a pop. H

ENID'S POVFEBRUARY 14, 2020"Lauren, how do I look? Be honest! Do I look like a Valentine's Goddess or just a very well-dressed cupcake?" I spun around in my tiny white silk dress, which was covered in the cutest little red hearts you've ever seen. I'd paired it with my highest nude heels and a heart-shaped purse that was honestly too small for anything but a lipstick and a prayer. I leaned forward, checking my cleavage in the full-length mirror. I'd spent twenty minutes with a push-up bra and some contouring powder to make sure my girls were standing at attention, ready to greet the world, or at least, ready to greet William.It was Valentine's Day! My absolute, total, 100% favorite holiday in the whole galaxy. I just loved the pinks, the reds, the smell of expensive roses, and the way everyone acted like they were in a rom-com. But mostly, I loved the sex. Valentine's Day sex just hit different, like it was seasoned with extra sparkles and desperation."Oh, you look sugarific!"

ENID'S POVFEBRUARY 14, 2021"Lauren, why did you have to drag me out here to Dolly's Diner?" I asked, cinching the strings of my crusty hoodie until the opening was only big enough for one judgmental eye to peer out. I looked like a depressed drawstring bag."Because you need air. You haven't come out of your room in three days, and the neighbors are starting to ask if something died in 4B," Lauren answered, her voice dripping with that annoying stable-friend concern."Plus, we needed a reason to get you to wash that ass. You were starting to smell like a bag of roadkill left out in the Burbank sun," Darla added, leaning back in the vinyl booth and popping a piece of nicotine gum. "The sad girl aesthetic is over, E. Now you just look like a squatter.""Thanks, Darla. You always know exactly what to say to make me feel like a pile of steaming garbage." I rolled my eyes and sighed so dramatically I practically deflated. "I just hate this freaking holiday. It's a commercialized scam des

ENID'S POV"Son?" I choked. My eyes widened. "You're... Preston Vanderbilt?""You look surprised," he said, a slow smile spreading across his face."But you look so young," I blurted out. I'd been with William for six years, and I'd never met his father. I knew his mother died young and that he and his brothers were raised by Preston, but I never imagined this. This man looked like he belonged on a billboard selling expensive boxers, not signing William's allowance checks."I hear that all the time. I became a dad at sixteen. William is my youngest, and I had him at twenty-one."That would make Preston forty-four. But he didn't look a day over thirty-two. The man was a freaking vampire. A hot, blonde, Khal Drogo-esque vampire."Listen, Mr. Vanderbilt, I'm sorry to barge in here unannounced," I began, trying to sound stern despite the sudden rush of heat between my legs. "And I'm sorry I lied. William and I used to date, and I came here to—""Look, you don't have to tell me. I know who

ENID'S POV"William..." I gasped, the name catching in my throat as I instinctively tried to clamp my legs shut. But it was useless. Preston's grip on my thighs was like iron, and he was going at my cunt like a fucking cannibal, his face buried deep in my wet, whiskey-soaked folds."Enid? Dad? What the holy fuck is going on in here?!" William yelled, his voice cracking with a mixture of horror and pure, unadulterated shock.Just then, the heavy office door swung open even wider. Jason and Conner, William's older brothers, stepped in, their tailored suits looking far too sharp for the filth they were walking into."Dad," Jason scoffed, his face tightening. "Have you no goddamn shame?""This is a place of business, for Christ's sake," Conner added, reaching back to slam the door shut and flick the lock. He wasn't closing us in to stop the act; he was closing us in so the rest of the firm wouldn't see the Vanderbilt patriarch demeaning himself for a girl in a stained hoodie.Then, they b