All Chapters of SINNERS: AN HOT COLLECTION : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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Fixing The Lonely Housewife Part 2

Sophia’s povA quiet heat spread through me, crawling slowly up my throat. He produced a low cough that rolled through the summer air and landed low in my stomach. The muscles Under my navel tightened without warning.“It’s leaking from somewhere back there” I said, with a vague motion of my hand. “It’s gotten pretty bad the last couple of days. I kept thinking it would stop on its own, but…”“I see that.” He said. His voice deep and rough.My words stopped in my throat.He possessed the physique of a man fully acquainted with physical power - hard, practiced, without softness or uncertainty. He looked able to lift me easily, hold me motionless and keep on until thought itself slipped away.I swallowed and forced myself to act. I took the flashlight from the drawer but also knelt on the cool tile at his side, with the intention of helping.The posture forced my bare thigh against his ribs. warmth from his body passed through his jeans and into my skin.My heartbeat pounded, a rapid be

Fixing The Lonely Housewife Part 3

Sophia’s povVictor followed me along the hallway that ended at the master bathroom. My soles touched the hardwood without sound. His boots struck steady, firm beats behind me.Each step seemed to gain weight. My mind ignored every command to stay quiet and kept releasing crude pictures.I saw him press my body forward under the spray, his fingers locked on my hipbones while he entered from behind. I saw him push against me on the chilled tile until words left my mouth in broken cries, water pouring across skin. Those pictures arrived in full color, lacked decency and suited neither a wife nor a woman who had two children and a spouse far from home.My nipples had stiffened into small firm points that pushed at the white cotton sundress. Each shift of my hips slid the cloth across the tips and sent sharp signals downward.I sensed moisture gather between my legs, warmth unrelated to the summer air and entirely linked to the tall man whose shoulders filled the doorway a step behind me.

Fixing The Lonely Housewife Part 4

Sophia’s povA shaky laugh left my throat. It even sounded dry to me too. But it was just an attempt to calm the electric hush that was hanging in the room.My pulse hammered so violently in my chest. It seemed like it was ready to split my ribs. Reflex took over. I reached for the nearest folded towel that was on the rail. The cotton caught for some seconds and then it came free in my grip that was not steady.Drops still fell from our hair and clothes, coating the pale ceramic until a thin sheet of water shone under our feet. The enclosed space turned close but also damp, though the shower had run cold.I moved one step toward Victor. my hands shook as I raised the cloth and pressed it to his torso.The fabric drank the moisture through his polo while my fingertips met the firm slab of muscle under. His broad chest rose as well as fell and each subtle contraction pushed back against the light pressure I applied.Warmth streamed outward from his skin, pushing the last traces of cold

Fixing The Lonely Housewife Part 5

Sophia’s povWithout warning, he pushed two thick fingers deep inside me, curling them upward to stroke that perfect, spongy spot that made stars explode behind my eyelids. At the same time, his mouth sealed over my clit, sucking steadily while his tongue flicked rapidly against the sensitive hood.“Oh—fuck—Victor!” I shouted, my voice echoing off the tiled walls. My legs began to shake uncontrollably. My thighs clamped around his head like a vice as the orgasm built with terrifying speed, coiling tighter and tighter in my belly.It hit me like a breaking wave. My back arched violently, a raw scream tearing from my throat as my pussy clenched and fluttered wildly around his invading fingers. Pleasure ripped through every nerve ending in powerful, rolling spasms. He didn’t stop—kept licking and stroking through every pulse, drawing out the climax until I was a trembling, gasping mess, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes from the intensity.Only then did he rise, wiping his glisten

Claiming Husband and Wife Part 1

Alexa’s povThe bulbs blinked, blinked again then quit . blackness filled the room. Thunder growled above the roof and rattled the panes while water slammed the glass. I exhaled, shut the book and laid it on the low table.“Great. Just what we needed tonight” I spoke under my breath And groped for my mobile to wake its lamp.Ryan laughed from the sofa opposite . his handset already threw a weak cone of light. “Power’s out on the whole block, looks like. Storm’s worse than they predicted”We had claimed a quiet night . the children stayed with his parents, no job tasks loomed. Only the two of us, married twelve years, tried to meet again after months of polite schedule crossing.Our shared bed had turned regular, brief, cautious. A peck, known caresses, sleep. At thirty four my rounded frame still carried the softness he once praised but the old fire had cooled. I asked myself if he sensed the same loss.A fist struck the front door through the storm's roar.Ryan & I traded a look - wh

Claiming Husband and Wife Part 2

Alexa’s povThe living room seemed to shrink and the air grew heavy, as though the storm outside had forced its way in and pressed around the three of us.Marcus's words stayed in the space between us like a charged line - “finding ways to stay warm”. My heart pounded inside my chest. I looked at Ryan, expecting doubt or maybe unease. His eyes were dark and locked on Marcus with a hunger I had not seen in years.That look caused a sharp surge of warmth between my thighs.Marcus leaned forward on the couch - even while seated, his strong frame filled the space. Rain still shimmered on his skin and his wet t-shirt stuck to every line of muscle across his chest and shoulders.“No pressure”, he said, his voice low and rough. “but the way you two are looking at me… I think we all know what we want tonight”I swallowed with effort - my nipples hardened beneath the thin cloth of my tank top.At thirty four, I had imagined scenes like this in private - the touch of another man, the sight of R

Claiming Husband and Wife Part 3

Ryan’s povThe living room felt charged, as if the air itself had weight. Wind and rain struck the windows but the tension on the couch overshadowed the storm. My pulse thudded in my neck.I am Ryan Rivera, thirty six, married twelve years besides I had just seen my wife Alexa take Marcus's rigid penis into her mouth beside me. Marcus now stood over us, his Cock still erect And wet, a faint sheen on the skin.Marcus fixed his dark gaze on me then on Alexa - a slow grin showed white teeth. “My turn to take control” His voice sounded low and coarse. “You two have been so good for me. Now let’s see how well you can handle what comes next”He closed both hands around Alexa's hips but also drew her upright - with a single tug he removed her cotton shorts and underwear - the garments dropped to the floor.She stood bare, breasts rising as well as falling, nipples stiff and dark, her rounded stomach or broad hips lit by the dim flashlight beams. Marcus raised her without strain, turned her s

Claiming Husband and Wife Part 4

Ryan’s povMarcus pulled his thick Cock from my mouth . it left with a slick sound. I stayed on my knees and drew sharp breaths. My own rigid Cock ached between my thighs. A blend of salt, male skin besides Alexa's excitement stayed on my tongue.I had taken another man in my mouth for the first time and no shame rose . only fierce desire remained.Marcus stared down. His eyes were dark and starved.“You did so well, Ryan” he said in a low tone that sent a tremor through my back. “But now I’m going to fuck you. Right here. Right in front of your wife”A wave of nerves and thrill hit my gut . for years I had pictured a stronger, dominant man using me but I never expected the scene to unfold while Alexa watched.Alexa stepped nearer right away. Her full figure glowed with warmth and looked lovely. She held my face with care, pressed her mouth to mine and tasted Marcus's flavor on my tongue.“It’s okay, baby,” she whispered against my lips, her voice thick with arousal. “I want to see th

Claiming Husband and Wife Part 5

Alexa’s povThe living room had transformed into something primal. The storm still raged outside, but inside, the only sounds that mattered were heavy breathing, wet skin slapping, and desperate moans. Marcus was still buried deep in Ryan’s ass, his thick cock twitching with the last pulses of his orgasm. Ryan lay beneath him, chest heaving, cum splattered across his stomach. I straddled Ryan’s face, my pussy still tingling from his eager tongue.Marcus slowly pulled out of my husband, a thick trail of his cum leaking from Ryan’s stretched hole. The sight made my clit throb. Marcus looked at me with dark, insatiable eyes and growled, “We’re not done. Not even close.”He pulled me off Ryan and laid me on my back on the wide couch. Without a word, he spread my thighs wide and thrust into me in one powerful stroke. I cried out as his huge cock stretched my soaked pussy, still sensitive from earlier. Marcus fucked me hard and deep, my heavy breasts bouncing with every brutal slam. Ryan wa

Boyfriend’s twin brother Part 1

The thunder rolled low and lazy outside, like it was in on the secret, and I was already soaked—literally and figuratively—before the front door even whispered open. I’d been lying there in the dark for what felt like hours, naked under Jake’s sheets, one hand lazily circling my clit because the ache had gotten too loud to ignore.A whole week without him. Seven days of texts that started sweet and ended filthy, voice notes where I could hear him stroking himself in some sterile hotel room, promising me he’d wreck me the second he got home.My body remembered every promise. My nipples were tight little peaks against the cool cotton, and every time I shifted, the slick heat between my thighs made me bite my lip so I wouldn’t moan out loud like some desperate girl who couldn’t wait.I wanted him to find me like this. Ready. Dripping. His.The apartment stayed black when the door clicked. Smart man. No hallway light, no fumbling for switches. Just the soft thud of wet boots, the rustle o

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