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Untamed Desires - A Collection of Sinful Whispers and Temptations Novel Cover

Untamed Desires - A Collection of Sinful Whispers and Temptations

Strictly 18+ and strictly for the dirty minded. Lock the door behind you before you dive in. Untamed Desires Is a collection of sinful eroticas that will have you panting and dripping wet within seconds. Dive in to enjoy various scenarios, each chapter dirtier than the last, from cousins with a corruption kink to stepdaughters taking their stepfathers cock. Chapter upon chapter of panties soaking, nipple hardening and breathtaking forbidden smuts.
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Chapter 4

Kaylee's POV

I am touching myself again.

Since the day Michael caught me in his room, my body has lost control. A hot strange feeling dominates my belly everytime I see my cousin around the house.

And as if he knows, Michael would smirk at me and pass by wordlessly. I need to know more, what is that feeling in my body everytime I remember those pictures of Michael in the magazine?

I slide one finger into my wet heat and pull it out to rub in circle, one of the online magazines I looked at says to do it like this. I shudder from the intense feeling and more of that wetness slides out from me.

Before now I was on call with my classmates Hannah, she knows so much about sex and she said to me, "Babe! You're ovulating, oh my gosh", I bite down on my lip to keep my moans quiet.

"Fuck your fingers Kaylee, it feels good" she had advices and gave me the link to the magazine. Fingering myself, I whimper quietly, it feels good but not good enough.

I touch myself some more till I get tired of it and curiosity once more drives my feet till I am standing in front of Michael's door.

"Michael..." I call his name breathlessly and open the door, I know he would have answers to my question. I feel too hot to wait for a response as I walk into the room, my cousin is lying on the bed with his legs cross.

"Come join me" he pats the empty space on his bed and I climb in slowly, as the bed dips with my weight, the air in the room thickens with something I can't put a name on but can feel heavily in my body....

"Michael what does sex feel like?" I ask him, "Oh you mean fucking?" He says and the use of the vulgar words makes me blush deeply and press my thighs together.

"Don't say bad words" I whisper shyly, "It's okay, it's just me and you kitty" he whispers back and the words make me moan softly.

"Kitty?" I ask and he nods.

"Yes, you're my pretty little kitty, innocent and hot" Michael replies, "you think I'm hot?" I ask the question, feeling more and more fired with his words.

"Of course, The hottest girl in the world" my cousin says. Encouraged, I can't resist touching myself through my shorts, "Sex is amazing, you know? When people fuck it's like going on another level..." Michael says filter and with every word he says, my breathing gets heavier with my touch.

I hope he doesn't know...the room in dimly lit enough to hide me...right?

"Having a cock in your pussy would feel so good" he says, his voice sounds deep and charming that as he speaks that I feel I throb again...down there...my pussy.

'M-my pussy?" I repeat the dirty word and push my finger in through the side of my shorts, "yes, your pretty little pussy, I know what you're doing" Michael smirks at me and I gasp.

"Hmmm" I moan loudly and he leans closer into me, "Does it feel good?" He ask, his minty breath fanning my face and adding heat to my body.

"Yes" I sigh and push my finger deeper, "Want to feel even better?" He asks and I whine, "But we're not supposed to...we're cousins" I say and he sits up between my legs with a gentle look on his face.

"It's just us kitty, I can teach you how to do it best" my cousin says and licks his lips, the small action spurs me on and my legs fall open for him to have me.

"Good kitty" he whispers and my hips jerks up with the words, my shorts are soaked through with my wetness. Michael presses a single finger against my clothed pussy and I gasp, "Michael..." I whimper.

"Wow, would you look at that" he says and he traces that one finger up and down my pussy, applying little pressure the more he does it, "No one has touched you here before right?" He asks and presses his finger harder and I moan.

"No" I say, "I'll be the first" Michael says and I nod quickly, pleased to let him know that he's the first. "Yes" I manage to whimper and he pulls off my shorts, leaving me naked from my waist down.

He teases his fingers over my wet opening again, and I slap my mouth to keep myself quiet. His touch without the barrier of my pants feels a hundred times better than my own touch.

"You can scream as loud as you want baby" Michael encourages and pushes his fingers deeper, "Oh" I whimpers as he moves the fingers with expertise that makes my breasts feel heavier.

As he continues moving the finger in and out, my stomach feels tight and my legs begins to shakes, "Michael...something feels..." I gasp and hold his arm to dial down the intensity of his fingers, "what do you feel?" He asks me, "say it..." he says and increase the speed of his fingers.

"My pussy feels....ughh...your fingers...f-fucking me" I stutter the dirty words as the feeling inside my stomach intensifies, "good girl...cum for me" he says and I throw my head back, feeling a strange hot feeling wash over my entire body.

"Oh god" I cry out as my muscles spam, I feel better than I've ever felt in my entire life and my cousin is the one responsible for this feeling. As I catch my breathe, Michael sucks his fingers into his mouth and leans into me, "taste yourself kitty" he says and pushes his tongue into my mouth.

"It's so...sweet" I say breathlessly, is that what I taste like?. I don't have time to think about it before he kisses me with his tongue in my mouth, making out with me sloppily to feed me my own juice.

"Kaylee, do you want to feel more?" He asks and I nod, I need to know more...

I need my cousin to be the one to make me feel more...

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