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SINFUL DESIRES 1

In this high-stakes modern romance, dark secrets and intense action collide when two lives become irrevocably intertwined. As hidden truths surface, the protagonists must navigate a dangerous world where every choice carries a heavy price. Their growing bond is tested by external threats and internal conflicts that threaten to tear them apart. Forced to confront their pasts, they fight for a future where their deepest longings might finally be realized.
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Chapter 3

Eyes becoming a little wider, Jess clamped her thighs together.

This was it. Tonight, she was losing her virginity to her father's best friend.

"Take them off," he said to her, his voice tougher. "Now."

Jess hastily ripped off her shirt and pulled out of her skirt so she was sitting in nothing but a thin lingerie set. For so long, she had wanted him to touch her. She had sneaked secretive glances at him one too many times.

After he let his shirt fall over his shoulders, he walked over to her and pushed her back onto the bed. He ripped off his pants, followed by his briefs, baring his hard dick between his legs. Jess took in a swift gasp.

Before she could even think about it, he'd got her stretched back on the bed with his hands deep between her thighs. "You can breathe when you come," he growled in her ear, his hand over her mouth and nose and his other hand playing and slapping at her clit. She whimpered on his hand, her legs quivering. "Don't take your fucking eyes off me."

Jess looked up at him, her breathing tight and the pressure rising quickly in her pussy. Heat spread around her core, her flesh heating up and starving. She spread her legs as wide as they'd go to give him access to touch as much of her as he could.

"You're a needy little cumslut, aren't you?"

She nodded.

"Say it," he growled, keeping his hand still over her mouth.

"I’m a needy little cumslut," she managed, the words muffled and driving her higher.

"Good girl," he said, moving his fingers faster against her clit. "Someone's learning."

Her legs shot up into the air, spread wide. She arched her back and moaned out into his hand, her mind so fuzzy. Something about his degrading praise tipped her over the edge and pushed her into ecstasy.

It wasn't anything she'd ever felt before. It was better than her vibrator.

Kai pulled his hand from in front of her face, allowing her air to breathe. She breathed in deeply, her little pussy throbbing at just the feel of his hands touching her body still. He looked down at her pussy and continued to make small circles between her pussy lips.

"Please," she panted, looking up at him and adoring the wicked look he had right now. This was so wrong, so wrong. He was her dad's best friend, and yet she couldn't help but think of the sensation of him buried deep inside her. "I want you inside me, Kai. Please."

Kai dipped his fingers lower down her folds and inserted two inside her.

She groaned and squirmed on the bed, brows creased into a frown. "Not like that."

"How, Jess?"

He scowled down at her, waiting for her to answer him, as she always had over the internet and on the telephone. And while she was a brat in real life, she had never begged someone to put their dick inside of her.

It just sounded so disgusting, so dirty. And she was so afraid. So fucking afraid.

"How?" he yelled again, his voice louder and more demanding.

"I want your dick inside my pussy," she said to him.

He grunted into her, as if he had been hungry to hear those words all these years now, then edged on top of her and between her legs, his fingers still embedded deep inside her cunt. "Next time I get you," he growled, pulling out his fingers from her and pushing them into her mouth, "I'm going to tie you to this bed and not release you home tonight."

As he pressed the head of his cock against her entry, she whimpered. She curled her toes and held her legs more securely around his waist to press him in closer. He stroked his cock between the folds of her pussy.

"Beg for it, Jess."

"Please."

He stroked it over her clit.

"Oh God, please," she pleaded. "Please, put it?—

Before she could say a word more, he thrust himself into her, byte by byte. She encircled his shoulders with her fingers and furrowed her brow, an aching tenderness lingering in her pelvis.

He shuddered against her. "You feel so fucking good."

She whimpered and buried her face in the curve of his neck, hoping that he wouldn't catch sight of the soft throbbing on her face. He felt so big inside her, expanding out her walls and filling her to the brim with his cock—and hopefully his cum too.

Her pussy muscles gripped him, becoming wetter at the thought of him burying all of himself and all his cum deep within her. Kai remained stiff in her pussy, and then slowly pulled out.

"Your pussy is so tight, Jess," he snarled. "It's like you're almost a virgin."

Pressing her lips together, Jess refused to answer. Instead, she encircled his waist with her arms and threw her head back, the pressure turning to pleasure and her stiff body relaxing in his arms. Her brat had departed the room many hours ago, and she could do nothing, say nothing, think of nothing but him.

"More," she panted, her fingers sinking into his shoulders. "Please."

He rested his head against her head and brought his lips to the line of her lips, leaving a kiss lingering there as he thrust himself inside her again. She couldn't help it; she turned her head and kissed him on the lips. The moment their lips touched, she felt the pleasure running through her body.

Our lips clashed together, harder and with more urgency. She was overcome with lust for him. With desire for him.

"More," she whimpered into their kiss.

He pounded himself deeper and deeper into her clenched pussy, pushing her closer to the edge each time. Her lower half tensed, her clit pulsating as his hips banged against her. She whimpered into their kiss and squirted everywhere over his cock.

"Please, come inside," she begged. "Please."

Kai growled into her lips, pounded his dick in as hard as he could and spurted inside of her. She leaned back against the mattress, pussy pulsating on every inch of his dick as he pulled it out of her. Her chest heaved, her head dizzy like putty.

"Fuck," he whispered, sitting down on the bed.

"Oh gosh," she breathed.

Suddenly, he tensed against her. "There's blood," he said to her, furrowed brows sinking to his blood- and cum-covered dick. There was a second, one second, of confusion that swept across his face. Then, and harshly, reality hit him, and he only looked up at her with wide eyes. "Were you a virgin?"

Jess pulled the blankets over her naked body and squirmed out of bed, facing away from him. It was not his concern if she were a virgin or not. She had come to his BDSM club with a mission, and now, it was time that she left.

She rushed to grab her clothes. All she could do was tell herself over and over and over that she had to leave there, that she couldn't stay, that this was a one-time thing, and that Kai was bad news personified.

"You can't walk away from me," he growled, like he owned her or something.

She pulled at her clothes and ran to the door. She wasn't talking about being a virgin anymore. She wasn't even going to think. It was over, and it hadn't hurt nearly so bad as all her girlfriends had assured her it'd hurt.

"Watch me," she said.

He grasped her wrist and pulled her in close so their bodies touched. "Cut the crap for once, Jess. I know you like to get off on it, but this isn't a game." He paused. "You really don't have any idea what you're doing down there?"

"That's not your business," she growled, jerking herself away and fumbling for the door handle.

He placed his large hand on the door so that she couldn't get out. "Yes, it is."

"And why?" she asked, her arms crossed and glaring at him. "What would you've done if you'd known I was a virgin when everything started? You'd still have taken me to your club, bent me over your bed, and fucked me senseless. It doesn't matter."

"Jess," he growled, jerking his jaw, "you're the daughter of my best friend."

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