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[velvetdesirez]

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[saintofstatiic]

──── raven knew she was playing a dangerous game, pushing things a little too far. honestly, she couldn't bring herself to care. not when hunter was looking at her like he was ready to devour her. she was well aware this probably earned her the title of worst roommate of all time, but that friendship had frayed long ago, worn thin like an old thread that had been pulled one too many times. she wasn't interested in stitching things back together with her roommate. what interested her was the man standing right in front of her instead, broad and steady, shamelessly flirting with her beneath the dim kitchen light. god, she wanted him so badly. that part wasn't new. what was new was how effortlessly he seemed to weaken her resolve, stripping away every defense she'd built until pretending she wasn't tempted felt almost impossible.

raven took a slow step forward, closing the distance between them just a little more. every agonizing inch that disappeared seemed to tighten the knot low in her stomach, the air between them feeling heavier with every passing second. you're far too observant for your own good. her lips curled into an easy, playful smile as she gave a small shrug. "definitely heard that before." her doe-eyed gaze wandered over him without apology, lingering on the way the fabric of his shirt stretched over the curve of his muscles before finally finding his eyes again. "well..." she mused, her voice light despite the weight hanging between them, "we could stand here all night complaining about our sleep schedules... or we could see how long it takes before one of us says something we'll regret."

she slowly drifted backward toward the living room, never quite breaking eye contact, her movements carrying an almost silent invitation as she eased toward the sofa. "there's this scary movie i've been dying to watch." the excuse sounded innocent enough, though the movie itself was the last thing on her mind. she was far more interested in hunter than anything waiting on the television. reaching for the remote, she glanced back at him with another teasing smile. "or do those kinds of things freak you out?" she asked, arching a brow. "you don't really seem like the type to scare easily."

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Hunter stood anchored to the kitchen floor, watching the subtle sway of Raven’s hips as she backpedaled toward the living room. Every instinct in his brain was screaming at him to turn around, head back to his bedroom, and pretend this midnight encounter had never happened. He knew he was playing with fire. The roommate situation was already fragile, hanging by a thread that Raven clearly had zero interest in saving. Hunter had told himself a dozen times that he would keep his distance, but whenever they were in the same room, his resolve eroded like sand under a high tide. He couldn't help the casual flirtation, the lingering glances or the way his eyes tracked the curve of her smile. She was intoxicating and he found himself more and more addicted towards her.

A slow, crooked smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he let out a low breath, running a hand over the back of his neck before finally following her into the living room."Scare easily?" Hunter echoed, his voice dropping an octave, carrying a gravelly warmth that cut through the quiet room. He folded his arms over his chest. The fabric of his shirt straining against his shoulders as he leaned against the arm of the sofa, looking down at her. "Please. It takes a lot more than a cheap horror film to make me sweat."

He let his eyes linger on hers, a silent, unspoken confession hanging between them. He knew where this path led, and he knew the wreckage it would leave behind. Yet, as he watched her holding the remote, looking far more dangerous than any movie monster ever could, Hunter realized he was already halfway off the ledge."Put it on." he murmured, a dangerous, quiet challenge in his voice as he took another step closer. "Let's see who breaks first."

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romy's eyes narrow as she shreds the last of the stack of papers before her, sawyer barking about something a few feet away from her. she'd tuned him out several minutes ago, and only tunes back in when she hears her name. "oh, sorry, mr. adams. i wasn't listening," she says with a small smile as she turns to face him, her hip now leaning on her desk.

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Sawyer looked at her with a quizzical expression for some time and he found himself unable to pull away from her. There was something about her that seemed to constantly pull in him and he didn't know what to do with that information or mostly with her. Normally he would be annoyed by someone who wasn't paying attention to what he was saying but he simply couldn't help himself to do so with her. "That much is clear. Tell me what do you have in your mind to not focus on anything else ?" He found himself asking her softly.

[saintofstatiic]

open to - m / f / nb

plot - raven and her roommate used to be best friends but hate each other now. she wants to get back at her roommate no matter how wrong it is. she's up late at night and her roommate's significant other ( your muse ) is wandering around their apartment and raven is already temped by them.

──── raven was raiding her kitchen for a late-night snack when she heard footsteps trailing in behind her. turning slowly, she immediately smirked at the sight of her roommate's partner slipping quietly into the kitchen. standing her tiny excuse for a pajama set, there was something undeniably mischievous dancing behind her expression. "can't sleep?" she teased, her gaze wandering shamelessly up and down their frame. damn, were they always this hot? her mind was already wandering toward a few ways to make the night a little more interesting. "let me guess…" she continued, a playful pout tugging at her lips. "she fell asleep again before you could have any fun? how sad." a soft laugh escaped her as she reached for another snack. "i can't sleep either." truthfully, she never really could. her eyes found theirs again, the smile at the corner of her mouth growing just a little. "you know…" she mused. "if it's just the two of us, maybe i could think of a few ways to keep us entertained."

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Hunter had intended to be silent to not wake anyone up but Raven’s voice cut through the quiet of the kitchen like a blade. He paused in the doorway, his gaze locking onto her. He had always known her as his girlfriend's friend but seeing her in those minuscule pajamas hit him with a sudden, sharp jolt of heat. As she spoke, Hunter didn't even try to hide the way his eyes traveled. He started at her ankles, sliding up the curve of her calves and the softness of her thighs, lingering on the way the thin material of her sleepwear clung to her hips. By the time his gaze reached her smirking lips, his pulse had quickened. He felt a flare of guilt at the thought of his partner asleep in the other room, but as Raven’s tease landed , the guilt was quickly drowned out by a surge of raw, primal interest.

He leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms over his chest, which only served to emphasize the breadth of his shoulders. He let a slow, knowing smile tug at the corner of his mouth, his voice dropping into a low, gravelly register that vibrated in the small space. "You're far too observant for your own good, Raven." he murmured, his tone laced with a dangerous sort of curiosity.

He stepped further into the kitchen, the distance between them shrinking until he could smell the faint scent of her skin mixed with the snacks she was raiding. He looked down at her, his eyes darkened with a hunger that had nothing to do with food. "And you're right. It's a very quiet night." He added, his gaze flicking back down to the curve of her chest before meeting her eyes again. "So, since you're offering... what exactly did you have in mind to keep us entertained?"

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The feeling of Jennifer’s long nails sinking into his shoulders was like a catalyst, triggering a surge of primal dominance in Hunter’s gut. He loved the desperation of it. Every time he slammed into her, the heavy mahogany desk groaned and shifted beneath them, the rhythmic clatter echoing through the office. He knew her secretary was likely just outside the door and the thought of someone potentially hearing the raw, unbridled sounds of his possession only made him drive deeper. When she finally gasped out her admission, her voice high-pitched and trembling with pleasure, Hunter felt a dark sense of triumph. He didn't slow down. Instead, he accelerated, his hips moving in a relentless, punishing cadence that left no room for breath.

As she buried her face in his chest, her muffled moans vibrating against his skin, Hunter let out a low, guttural growl. The sensation of her climaxing around him was an overload of pleasure, a tight, wet grip that pushed him right to the edge of his own endurance. He gripped her hips with bruising force, his knuckles white as he delivered a few final, devastating thrusts, burying himself as deep as humanly possible to ensure she felt every inch of him. With one last, powerful surge, Hunter stiffened, his back arching as he released a thick, hot torrent of seed deep inside her. He let out a ragged, shuddering breath, his forehead resting against hers as he slowly began to come down from the high, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped animal.

He didn't pull away immediately. He stayed there, pinning her to the desk, savoring the feeling of her sweating, trembling form beneath him. He pulled back just enough to look at her, his gaze dark and possessive as he traced the flush on her pearly skin. "You're a complete mess for me, Jen." he rasped, his voice a gravelly, satisfied hum. A smirk played on his lips as he felt the desk finally settle into silence. "I think that's the most productive meeting we've had in this office all year."

[siinncrs]

His possessive grip on her hips as he sunk himself deeper into her was one of her favorite things about Hunter; the way he seemed to be always be so incredibly hungry for her, he did not hold back on telling her, and showing her, how much he wanted her, and Jennifer loved that more than anything. She felt his cock throb and release inside her, something she hadn't allowed before but had promised to him if he fucked her right, and of course he had earned his reward. Her fingers dipped down in between their bodies, towards where his cock was still buried deep inside her, soft and delicate fingertips running over the side of his length and around her entrance just enough to pick up the few droplets of his seed that poured from inside her.

The redhead brought her fingers back to her mouth, keeping her gaze on him while she licked her fingers clean, savoring the way both of them tasted after climaxing together. "I thought that was what you wanted." The older woman teased him, but only a little, enjoying the way his forehead rested into hers and how he refused to pull away from her yet. Her slender legs were still wrapped around him, in no rush to have him move away from inside her. "That's definitely the most productive meeting I've ever had in this office." She joked with while her gaze held his. "You've made everything better for me."

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Hunter saw the way she touched the fluids in between their bodies and brought it to her mouth to lick her fingers clean. It made him shiver for some time as he gazed into her eyes for a moment or two. She was everything he had ever wanted and more and in all the depths of him he simply couldn't imagine himself being with anyone. He had been in relationships with other women before and mostly with women his age. She was the first woman he had ever been with who was older than him and he couldn't look away from her. He constantly wanted to be with her and wanted to be around her. He wished he could be with her like this for good and nothing could change that.

He knew that he should be moving away and put his clothes back on but he didn't want to. And yet reluctantly he got up and moved away from her and slowly started putting his clothes back on after cleaning himself. The male looked at her almost wistfully for a moment before he felt his heart racing in his chest. She was breathtaking and he longed for her. "I was thinking we could maybe go out tonight. Have a nice dinner at a restaurant. You know you are everything I ever want and I want to be out and about with you tonight. And we can definitely keep on having many more productive meetings such as this." He said to her with a wink.

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The sheer desperation of the moment had stripped away any pretense of patience. Sawyer felt like he was drowning in her, the scent of her skin and the sharp, sweet tang of alcohol on her breath acting like an intoxicant that blurred the edges of his vision. When Paloma’s delicate fingers traced the lines of his face and wound into his hair, he let out a low, ragged groan, returning her sloppy, wet kisses with a hunger that bordered on violent. His hands were locked onto her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh to anchor her as he dictated the rhythm. He loved the way she surrendered to him, her body swaying and pulsing in perfect synchronicity with his movements.

When she began tugging at the strings of her dress, Sawyer’s breath hitched. He watched with predatory intensity as the fabric gave way, the dress sliding down to reveal her breass. The sight was a trigger, snapping the last thread of his control. As her chest pressed firmly against his, the sensation of her soft skin rubbing against his own sent a jolt of electricity through his spine. He let out a guttural sound, his teeth grazing her shoulder as he gripped her tighter, pulling her flush against him until there was no space left for air. "You have no idea what you're asking for." Sawyer rasped, his voice thick and strained. He shifted his weight, his movements becoming more aggressive and urgent. He began to hammer into her with a relentless force, his thrusts deep and punishing, driving her back against the nearest surface with a heavy thud. He captured her lips in another searing kiss, muffling her moans as he accelerated his pace. Every slam of his hips was a desperate attempt to reach that breaking point. He wanted to fulfill her wish, to flood her with everything he had, leaving them both breathless and ruined in the wake of their desperation.

[siinncrs]

Her request was the final sign that she was giving herself to him, that her ex was past her and that all she wanted and needed now was Sawyer; truth was, she had wanted Sawyer long before her relationship was done with, but she wasn't the type to cheat, and she was a firm believer that good things deserved their own time, just like this. Having Sawyer touch her and devouring her to devotedly needed its own time, she had to be with him while nothing else was on her mind, when she wasn't worried about getting caught or getting into trouble, but as soon as her relationship had ended he had been the first thing on her mind.

As he moved them until the cold hardness of the kitchen counter was under her thighs Paloma leaned back, pulling him down with her, her long legs wrapping around his waist as he kept thrusting deep into her, like nothing was going to stop him from doing exactly what she had asked from him. "Just like that baby." She said in between kisses, her hands holding his face close to hers, kissing him back, deeply and passionate, their kissing only being interrupted by loud sharp moans that escaped her lips as he set a punishing pace in and out of her. "Fuck, baby, yes, make me come all over your cock."

[velvetdesirez]

Sawyer felt a primal surge of triumph as he drove himself into her, the friction of her tight, soaking walls gripping him with a desperate intensity. Knowing that she was finally, completely his, with no ghosts of the past lingering between them, turned his desire into something ravenous. He didn't just want to satisfy her; he wanted to imprint himself upon her, to make sure every inch of her body remembered exactly who she belonged to now.

When he hoisted her onto the kitchen counter, the contrast of the cold stone against her skin and the searing heat of their joined bodies sent a jolt of electricity through him. He didn't slow down for a second, his movements becoming more urgent, more possessive. He buried himself deep, bottoming out against her cervix with a blunt force that drew those loud, sharp moans from her throat.

He captured her lips in a series of deep, bruising kisses, tasting her desperation and her devotion. Every time she gasped, every time she urged him on, Sawyer felt his control slipping. He loved the way her long legs locked around his waist, anchoring him to her, pulling him even deeper into her heat. He was no longer thinking about the world outside the kitchen. There was only the scent of her skin, the sound of their flesh slapping together, and the intoxicating feeling of her pussy pulsing around his shaft.

Hearing her beg to come all over him snapped the last thread of his restraint. He shifted his grip, his hands sliding under her thighs to hoist her even higher, angling her perfectly so he could hammer into her with a punishing, rhythmic intensity. He wasn't being gentle; he was claiming her, driving into her with a territorial hunger that mirrored the depth of his longing. "You're mine, Paloma," he groaned against her skin, his voice a raw, guttural rasp. He could feel her internal muscles beginning to tighten, the first tremors of her orgasm rippling through her and squeezing his cock with a violent, milking pressure. "Everything you want... I've got you. Just take it. Take all of it." He accelerated his pace, his thrusts becoming short, hard, and relentless, driving her toward the edge. He watched her face contort in pleasure, her eyes fluttering as she neared the peak, and he leaned in to bite her shoulder, marking her as his own just as he felt his own release building into an unstoppable wave.

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The feeling of Josephine’s hips circling around him, grinding her heat against his length, was a torture that Jefferson could no longer endure with composure. The confined space only served to heighten the intensity, the proximity forcing him to feel every shudder of her body and every frantic beat of her heart.

When she hit that specific spot inside her, letting out a deep, guttural moan that vibrated through his entire frame, Jefferson felt a surge of possessive hunger. He stopped being the passive participant and took control, driving his hips upward in a sudden, powerful thrust that buried him to the hilt. The sound of her gasp and the way her body arched in surprise sent a jolt of electricity through him. He didn't let her recover; he began to meet her pace, his thrusts becoming raw and rhythmic, his cock stretching her walls to their absolute limit.

Hearing her admit how long she had wanted this, seeing that wicked grin on her lips, made Jefferson’s gaze darken. He wasn't just satisfying a craving anymore. He was conquering her. He loved the way she taunted him, the way she pushed him toward the edge but he was more than happy to take her over that ledge with him. "Patience is a virtue, Josephine." he rasped, his voice a low, dangerous growl that sounded foreign even to his own ears. "But I'm done being virtuous."

He gripped her waist, his fingers digging deep into her skin to anchor her as he shifted his angle, driving himself in with a relentless, punishing force. He wanted her to feel the full weight of his desire, the sheer size of him filling her until she couldn't think of anything else. Every slam of his hips against her was a promise of the wreckage he intended to leave behind.

[siinncrs]

Jo was quickly surrendering control to him; the way he set the pace faster, harder, relentless, had her moaning and whimpering on top of him, while her red hair covered her face, tussled and messy and sticking to her face. She could hear the way their bodies met every time Jeff thrust into her, while her fingers grasped on his t-shirt over his shoulders, keeping her in place on top of him while her exposed breasts bounced in front of him.

Her skin was red, flushed from how hot everything felt, every time he pushed himself further into her she responded with little moans escaping her lips; she was practically at his disposal, to bend and move as he wanted, feeling her wetness dripping over his cock, making it even easier for him to push his size into her. "Fuck, you're such a filthy man Jeff." Her mouth parted and gasped as spoke into his ear, sinking deep into his cock and moving her hips front and back for a bit before allowing him to keep thrusting in and out of her.

"Fucking your son's girlfriend behind his back." She continued, leaning back this time, and tugging at her top until it was nothing more than just a piece of fabric hugging her waist meeting the bunched up skirt that had been pushed up by his hands sitting at her hips. "Are you going to cum inside your son's girlfriend too?" This time Josephine began taking over the pace again, hips moving slow, sinking deeper, taking her time as she watched in between their bodies the way his cock disappeared into her young pink cunt.

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Jeff felt his control slipping as Josephine took over the pace, her movements deliberate and torturous. Her words about being his son's girlfriend sent a jolt of illicit excitement through him. He watched, mesmerized, as she slowly sank onto him, her pink folds swallowing his thickness inch by agonizing inch. The sight of their bodies joining, combined with her taunting question about cumming inside her, pushed him to the edge.

"Fuck." he growled, his hands tightening on her hips as he fought to hold back. Her slow, deliberate movements were driving him insane, her wetness coating him completely. When she leaned back, exposing herself fully to his gaze, Jeff lost all restraint. He thrust upward hard, burying himself to the hilt as his orgasm crashed over him. He emptied himself deep inside her with a guttural moan, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his hot seed. The intensity of his release left him breathless, his body trembling beneath hers as he watched his cum leak out around his still-hard shaft.

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Sawyer felt as though a tension that had been winding tighter for months finally snapped the moment he touched her. The air between them had been electric since the day they met, a forbidden current that had hummed under the surface of every conversation and every accidental brush of skin. Knowing she had wanted him sent a surge of possessive heat through his veins that nearly blinded him. When he finally pushed inside her, the sensation was overwhelming. Paloma was scorching, her walls clamping around him with a desperate, welcoming tightness that made him grunt with effort. The sound of her moaning his name, the way her fingers tangled in his hair to pull him closer, was the only validation he needed. He didn't want gentleness; he wanted the raw, honest hunger that had been eating at both of them for so long.

He let out a low, shaky breath, his hands sliding from her waist to grip the swell of her hips, anchoring her to him. He watched her, his gaze dark and predatory, as she began to move. "You have no idea." He rasped, his voice rough and strained. "How many times I have imagined this. How many times I have wanted to rip that dress off you." As she moved up and down his length, Sawyer didn't just let her take control; he met every downward stroke with a powerful, upward thrust of his own. He wanted to fill her completely, to leave no doubt that he was the one inhabiting her now. He leaned up to capture her lips in a series of wet, bruising kisses, tasting the desperation and the relief in her mouth.

The friction was building rapidly, the heat between them intensifying with every rhythmic slide. He tightened his grip on her hips, his fingers digging into her soft skin as he accelerated the pace, driving himself deep into her. He didn't want the slow build anymore; he wanted to lose himself in her, to burn away the memory of everyone else and leave only the two of them in the heavy, scent-filled silence of the room.

[siinncrs]

They hadn't even made it to taking each others clothes off, the proof that they needed each other more than anything else right on that moment. Her hands placed on both sides of his face delicate fingers decorating his features as her fingers slowly moved towards his hair. Paloma kissed him back, repeatedly, desperately, sloppy wet kisses mixed with the lingering taste of alcohol on her mouth.

She allowed him to dictate the pace, her hips moving in the motion and rhythm his hands on her hips imposed. "You feel so good." She moaned allowing her head to drop back just a little, enjoying the heightened sensation that her drunken state provided. it wasn't long until she was trying to pull down the strings that held her dress together, tugging on the fabric on the front until it was dropping down and allowing her to uncover her breasts.

Plump and full breasts bounce freed as she moves her hips with his. "I want to feel you cum inside me Sawyer." Her eyes are dark as they settle upon him, leaning closer again, until her chest is pressed to his, increasing the pace in which her hips move against his meeting his every thrust.

[velvetdesirez]

The sheer desperation of the moment had stripped away any pretense of patience. Sawyer felt like he was drowning in her, the scent of her skin and the sharp, sweet tang of alcohol on her breath acting like an intoxicant that blurred the edges of his vision. When Paloma’s delicate fingers traced the lines of his face and wound into his hair, he let out a low, ragged groan, returning her sloppy, wet kisses with a hunger that bordered on violent. His hands were locked onto her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh to anchor her as he dictated the rhythm. He loved the way she surrendered to him, her body swaying and pulsing in perfect synchronicity with his movements.

When she began tugging at the strings of her dress, Sawyer’s breath hitched. He watched with predatory intensity as the fabric gave way, the dress sliding down to reveal her breass. The sight was a trigger, snapping the last thread of his control. As her chest pressed firmly against his, the sensation of her soft skin rubbing against his own sent a jolt of electricity through his spine. He let out a guttural sound, his teeth grazing her shoulder as he gripped her tighter, pulling her flush against him until there was no space left for air. "You have no idea what you're asking for." Sawyer rasped, his voice thick and strained. He shifted his weight, his movements becoming more aggressive and urgent. He began to hammer into her with a relentless force, his thrusts deep and punishing, driving her back against the nearest surface with a heavy thud. He captured her lips in another searing kiss, muffling her moans as he accelerated his pace. Every slam of his hips was a desperate attempt to reach that breaking point. He wanted to fulfill her wish, to flood her with everything he had, leaving them both breathless and ruined in the wake of their desperation.

[velvetdesirez]

He drank in the sight of her, his gaze locked onto hers as she praised him. The way she called him 'baby' in that wrecked, whimpering tone made his blood boil with heat. When she urged him to go harder, Hunter didn't need to be told twice. He shifted his grip, his fingers digging into the meat of her thighs to anchor her firmly against the desk, and began to drive into her with a renewed, relentless force. Every thrust was calculated to be deeper and more punishing than the last. He felt the friction of her soaking wet heat clinging to him, the tight slide of her walls milking him as he bottomed out.

"You like that, don't you?" he rasped, his voice thick and rough. He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers as he spoke, his breath hot against her skin. "I've got you exactly where I want you." As he felt the first tremors of her orgasm begin to ripple through her legs, Hunter accelerated his pace. He became a blur of motion, his pelvis slamming against hers with a rhythmic, heavy thud that echoed in the quiet office. He could feel her internal muscles beginning to clamp down on him in violent, involuntary spasms, and the sensation nearly pushed him over the edge. He didn't slow down; he pushed through her peak, driving himself into her with everything he had, determined to ride the wave of her pleasure until he finally broke alongside her.

[siinncrs]

Long nails dug deep into the skin of Hunter's shoulders, she wanted to keep him right where he was, fucking her hard and deep just like she had asked him to. The fact that they hadn't even gotten to undress each other completely made everything burn hotter, it was the sign that desperation had gotten the best of them, that they just couldn't wait any longer to have each other like this. She knew her secretary could probably hear the clinking and rumbling noise caused by the way Hunter was fucking her and her desk kept moving under them, and yet, Jennifer didn't care at all.

"Yes, fuck, yes I like it." She answered knowing he'd delight on her admission; her voice was high pitched, mixed with her moans and whimpers. He did just as he was asked, moving faster and harder into her, causing her to finally allow her orgasm to come through, Jennifer buried her face into his chest, attempting to deafen as much as she could the sound of her moans, vibrating onto his chest, her fingers cinching onto the fabric of his shirt. "Oh my God, Hunter, fuck." She was a mess for him, a thin layer of sweat covered her pearly skin, taking a moment to breathe until she was finally able to look back at him.

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The feeling of Jennifer’s long nails sinking into his shoulders was like a catalyst, triggering a surge of primal dominance in Hunter’s gut. He loved the desperation of it. Every time he slammed into her, the heavy mahogany desk groaned and shifted beneath them, the rhythmic clatter echoing through the office. He knew her secretary was likely just outside the door and the thought of someone potentially hearing the raw, unbridled sounds of his possession only made him drive deeper. When she finally gasped out her admission, her voice high-pitched and trembling with pleasure, Hunter felt a dark sense of triumph. He didn't slow down. Instead, he accelerated, his hips moving in a relentless, punishing cadence that left no room for breath.

As she buried her face in his chest, her muffled moans vibrating against his skin, Hunter let out a low, guttural growl. The sensation of her climaxing around him was an overload of pleasure, a tight, wet grip that pushed him right to the edge of his own endurance. He gripped her hips with bruising force, his knuckles white as he delivered a few final, devastating thrusts, burying himself as deep as humanly possible to ensure she felt every inch of him. With one last, powerful surge, Hunter stiffened, his back arching as he released a thick, hot torrent of seed deep inside her. He let out a ragged, shuddering breath, his forehead resting against hers as he slowly began to come down from the high, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped animal.

He didn't pull away immediately. He stayed there, pinning her to the desk, savoring the feeling of her sweating, trembling form beneath him. He pulled back just enough to look at her, his gaze dark and possessive as he traced the flush on her pearly skin. "You're a complete mess for me, Jen." he rasped, his voice a gravelly, satisfied hum. A smirk played on his lips as he felt the desk finally settle into silence. "I think that's the most productive meeting we've had in this office all year."

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Jefferson was fighting a losing battle against his own instincts. Every moral fiber of his being told him this was a disaster. But the logic of the mind was no match for the raw, visceral reality of the flesh. The way Josephine’s tight, scorching walls gripped his cock, the scent of her youth and wine, and the reckless heat of her body against his had stripped away every shred of his resolve.

He had noticed her from the moment she walked into his house. He had seen the way she looked at him, the lingering glances at his hands and the subtle, daring tilt of her hips. He had spent weeks suppressing the urge to claim her, but now that he was buried deep inside her, the restraint snapped. The sensation was intoxicating; she was tighter and more eager than anyone he had touched in years, her body molding around him with a desperate, hungry precision.

"Goddamn it, Josephine." he growled, his voice a rough, gravelly vibration that seemed to rattle in his chest. He didn't answer her with words at first, instead reaching up to seize her hips, his rugged, calloused fingers digging into her soft skin to control the pace. He thrust upward with a sudden, violent force, driving himself deep into her with a grunt of exertion, wanting her to feel exactly how much he desired her.

As she tugged down her tube top, exposing her firm, porcelain breasts to the dim light of the car, Jefferson’s breath hitched. The sight of her, half-naked and riding him with such brazen confidence, sent a jolt of pure electricity through his spine. He reached up, his large hands engulfing her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh with a possessive intensity that left no room for doubt.

"You're a little brat." he rasped, his eyes dark and clouded with lust as he looked up at her. He didn't hold back anymore, his hips snapping upward to meet her rhythm in a punishing, heavy cadence that made the car rock on its suspension. "Yes, I want you. I've wanted to fuck you since the second you walked through my door. Now shut up and take it."

[siinncrs]

She shifted between moans and flirty laughter, hips circling around his cock, pushing him further into her despite the restrained space they found themselves in. "My name sounds so good on your mouth." She was drunk with lust, like someone who had just gotten exactly what they had been craving for the longest time, this was her reward. The way his fingers dug onto her skin caused her to let out another moan, her skin felt hot, too sensitive, even the smallest touch made it prickle.

Her hips moved front and back, feeling his cock his just the right spongy spot inside her, bringing out a deeper moan from the younger redhead. When he thrust himself deep inside her it took her by surprise, a loud moan escaping her lips, but soon she was increasing her pace, feeling his cock stretching her out fully, her ass bouncing as she moved and caused her skirt to rise up even further. "Fuck, yes, yes, just like that, fuck me hard, please."

She was taunting him and she loved it, Josephine loved to be the cause of his moral restraint finally breaking, which was confirmed when he didn't hesitate for a second to grope her breasts. Her hands were placed back, on top of his knees, helping her move easier as she continued to bounce on Jefferson's cock. "I wanted you to fuck me for too long Jeff." She replied with a wicked grin on her lips as she kept her gaze focused on him. "I was losing my patience."

His final words felt like a warning, but the kind she liked, a promise that he was going to fuck her so good that she would still feel him inside her for days, and for a moment, the redhead, gave him peace, nodding and biting onto her lower lip causing it to plump and swell, although the devilish grin on her lips didn't disappear.

[velvetdesirez]

The feeling of Josephine’s hips circling around him, grinding her heat against his length, was a torture that Jefferson could no longer endure with composure. The confined space only served to heighten the intensity, the proximity forcing him to feel every shudder of her body and every frantic beat of her heart.

When she hit that specific spot inside her, letting out a deep, guttural moan that vibrated through his entire frame, Jefferson felt a surge of possessive hunger. He stopped being the passive participant and took control, driving his hips upward in a sudden, powerful thrust that buried him to the hilt. The sound of her gasp and the way her body arched in surprise sent a jolt of electricity through him. He didn't let her recover; he began to meet her pace, his thrusts becoming raw and rhythmic, his cock stretching her walls to their absolute limit.

Hearing her admit how long she had wanted this, seeing that wicked grin on her lips, made Jefferson’s gaze darken. He wasn't just satisfying a craving anymore. He was conquering her. He loved the way she taunted him, the way she pushed him toward the edge but he was more than happy to take her over that ledge with him. "Patience is a virtue, Josephine." he rasped, his voice a low, dangerous growl that sounded foreign even to his own ears. "But I'm done being virtuous."

He gripped her waist, his fingers digging deep into her skin to anchor her as he shifted his angle, driving himself in with a relentless, punishing force. He wanted her to feel the full weight of his desire, the sheer size of him filling her until she couldn't think of anything else. Every slam of his hips against her was a promise of the wreckage he intended to leave behind.

[velvetdesirez]

David found himself standing there and watching her for some time. He had to admit he was very much impressed by the way she handled rose. It was nice to see her having her bearings straight , something you didn't often seen. Right about now , most other people would have been hyperventilating and crying and screaming. Seeing her hold her nerves was amazing and it made him appreciate her even more. "You heard her rose. Do exactly she said. " He said before turning towards Chanel. "Now then let's get you inside and hopefully without any more excitement for the day. Hopefully the detectives will be able to find something out out from the flowers and the courier. Perhaps who sent them. But for now I want you to focus entirely on your rehearsal. Go on , I shall be there watching you the entire time." He said to her before placing a hand on her shoulder and giving it a firm squeeze.

[chains0flove]

chanel  gave  david  a  nod  and  then  glanced  at  rose  apologetically.  “thank  you  again.”  she  pulled  out  her  phone,  took  a  photo  of  the  flowers,  and  sent  the  lead  detective  a  lengthy  text  message.  he  had  relayed  to  her  that  if  anything  happened  he  and  his  partner  could  be  there  asap.  “doubt  it.  if  he  hasn't  left  any  prints  or  paper  trails  from  the  other  deliveries  why  would  he  start  now?”  chanel  murmured  bitterly  and  walked  in  front  of  david  to  head  to  the  rehearsal  room.  she  lead  him  up  the  back  staircase  and  into  the  large  mirrored  room  on  the  second  floor.  the  dancers  and  other  actors  were  already  warming  up.  “hi,  yuri."  she  gave  the  choreographer  a  small  wave  and  removed  her  jacket.  sitting  in  a  chair  to  change  shoes,  “would  you  mind  keeping  a  lookout  for  the  police?  they  might  need  you  to  answer  questions.”  chanel's  hands  shook  slightly  from  adrenaline  as  she  slipped  on  tennis  shoes.  her  heart  was  pounding,  but  she  was  trying  to  breathe  through  it.  stay  numb.

[velvetdesirez]

David followed a half-step behind her as they ascended the back staircase. His eyes constantly tracked around the place for some time as he found watching every exit and potential blind spots. She was right about the lack of a paper trail and he couldn't argue with that. The sight of her shaking, trying so desperately to force herself into a state of numbness, struck a chord deep in his chest. It provoked a fierce and heavy ache that was entirely unprofessional. He didn't hesitate at all and leaned in and took her hands in his before giving them a firm squeeze. "Hey fake a deep breath. There is no rush and you are not alone. I am here and I am not letting you handle this alone. I am here and I am not going anywhere." He whispered to her for some time as he found himself taking a deep breath of her intoxicating perfume. "I will handle the detectives when they get here." He said to her in a calm and soft voice. "You don't need to worry about the logistics today. Just focus on your work, Chanel. Let me handle the rest."

[velvetdesirez]

Rory heard the sound of the knocks on his door and it had caught him by surprise at first because as far as he was aware he wasn't expecting anyone today. But when the knocks came again he made his way towards the door and opened it. What he saw surprised him even more. He couldn't believe his eyes as he saw Isla standing outside his door. He was about to ask what she was doing here but then he realised exactly why she came here. His girlfriend was out of town for a job appointment and he was all by himself. The two of them hadn't seen each other since the party , which in his mind was a good thing. Because he knew the moment they saw each other again they would end up in bed together.

Besides he was busy with his girlfriend and his job most of the time. So it wasn't like he had any free time even though he had missed her deep down. The male sighed softly at her words. He knew the risks of her suddenly showing up at his doorstep. Anyone could see them and put two and two together, besides he might have some friends over. Thankfully this time around he was alone. "It's alright. Come inside. I can get you something to drink."

[siinncrs]

Isla new showing up at his apartment unannounced was risky, it wasn't smart, and yet she couldn't help herself into making better decisions. It seemed like all she could thing about since the party was Rory, the way his hands felt over her body, his lips, the way he talked to her, how he made her feel. She knew she should feel guilty for wanting her sister's boyfriend in such way but she was beyond rational thinking and she could live with the guilt, as long as no one found out. She let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding back when he opened the door and allowed her in. Which she quickly did, stepping inside, and setting down her school bag on his couch. She had been there many times before, with her sister, visiting him, before anything happened between the two of them.

Her face moved up and towards him when she offered something to drink and Isla's expression softened, from worrying into easiness, they were behind closed doors now, in private, safe. "Yeah, that'd be nice." She said feeling her shoulders relax just a bit. "I've been thinking about you, a lot." The younger girl confessed as she moved in his directions, fingers playing nervously with the hem of her t-shirt as she kept her gaze focused as much as she could on Rory. "On the last time we saw each other specifically."

[velvetdesirez]

Rory didn't hesitate and went to the freezer to grab beers for them both. He then made his way back towards her and gently handed her one. His fingers brushed against hers and he didn't pull away from her grip and simply gazed into her eyes for some time. He hadn't been able to stop thinking about her either ever since that party. There was a clear hunger in him for her and he found himself wanting her more than anything in ways that he perhaps shouldn't. His eyes locked onto hers for some time and the male found himself leaning in towards her. "You know I haven't been able to stop thinking about you either. Our last time together was amazing and I wanted more off that. I am glad you came here over today. It might not have been smart but it was good." He said to her softly. Rory slowly sipped on his beer before he spoke to her again in a soft and charming voice. "I am thinking that you should stay here till your sister comes back. That way we can make love with each other whenever we want." He said to her with a wink.

[silverliines]

« — open : m / w / enby ( 21+ ) — messy best friends ( and / or roommates ) + maybe this

“ what? ” nora's lips curve upward with a teasing smile ––– tongue poking the corner of her mouth. poorly trying to play up her innocence. eyes glance downward, looking at the lacy black bra she'd worn that day specifically with them in mind. by the time hazel eyes collide with theirs again, she's flatout grinning. “ you don't like it? ” nora clicks her tongue softly. “ i'll get dressed then. ”

[velvetdesirez]

Austin quickly shook his head and laughed nervously for a moment or two. "Oh no that's not it. I mean I like it a lot. As a matter of fact I love it." He said to her softly before shaking his head at her. "It's just I wasn't expecting you to wear that underneath and look so fucking good while doing it." He found himself sighing softly at her for a moment or two. His heart was racing right now and he simply couldn't look away from the sight of her cleavage and how perfectly the lacy bra cupped her breasts.

[velvetdesirez]

Samuel's heart swelled with overwhelming affection as Anna's legs settled over his, her body molding perfectly against his. When she pressed their foreheads together, her warm breath ghosting across his lips, he felt a profound sense of rightness wash over him. Her family's disapproval faded into insignificance as he held her hips, feeling the slight tremor that ran through her body at his touch.

Her whispered "yes" sent a jolt of desire through him, and when she pressed their lips together in a deep, ardent kiss, Samuel responded with equal intensity. He could feel the soft press of her bare chest against his, the warmth of her skin making him ache with need. As Anna began to move her hips against his in slow, deep movements, Samuel's breath hitched. Her soft moans and whimpers against his lips only fueled his desire further. Samuel's hands tightened on her hips, guiding her movements as she adjusted to him. He broke their kiss just long enough to whisper against her lips. "You're everything to me, Anna. Everything." His voice was thick with emotion as he captured her mouth again, pouring all his love and longing into the kiss.

[siinncrs]

They were as close as it physically possible and still Anna felt like she needed to melt into him. She could feel him inside her, inch by inch, until there was no longer any distance between the two of them and it felt so right. Her chest swelled with warmth as he spoke tender words to her, fingers tangling into his wet blonde hair while she kept moaning softly onto his lips. "I love you Sam." She whispered in between moans and whimpers as they kissed. Her lips parting open and welcoming his tongue into her mouth, her hands slowly moving to the back of his neck, tenderly holding him there.

"Fuck baby, I want you to cum in me." Anna moaned out against his lips as her breathing got heavier, face burying into the space between his neck and his left clavicle, kissing the skin that was within reach and moaning before moving her head back towards him and kissing him again. Her hands slid to his shoulders, fingernails pressing firmly into his skin, not because she wanted to cause hurt but because of how good he was making her feel.

[velvetdesirez]

Sam felt Anna's body pressing against his as if she were trying to merge with him completely. Her warmth enveloped him, her soft moans vibrating against his lips as they kissed. He tangled his fingers deeper into her hair, pulling her closer as their tongues danced together in a passionate rhythm. Her words sent a jolt through his body, intensifying every sensation. Sam's grip tightened on her hips as he drove deeper, his own groans mingling with hers. He could feel her nails digging into his shoulders, the slight pain only heightening his pleasure.

Sam buried his face in her neck, inhaling her scent as he kissed the sensitive skin there. "Anna." he breathed out, his voice rough with desire. "You feel incredible." He captured her mouth again, his movements becoming more urgent as he felt himself nearing the edge. Her words echoed in his mind, pushing him closer to release. With one final deep thrust, Sam let go, his body shuddering as he poured himself into her, his lips never leaving hers.

[velvetdesirez]

Arthur simply stood there in shock as he was unable to believe what just happened. By all means she was to hand over the beer bottles to him and he had no problems in holding it but seeing her suddenly take off running was completely unexpected. "You little minx." He couldn't help but say as he watched her run off. He had to admit that he was both taken aback and impressed by her audacity to do so. He didn't waste another moment. Tucking the beer bottles securely against his chest, he bolted after her. His bare feet hitting the cool hardwood of the kitchen before he burst through the open back door and into the crisp night air.

The sand was cool and giving beneath his feet as he sprinted down the dune, his eyes locked on the silhouette of her running toward the silver-crested waves. She had a head start but he was built for sprinting and the adrenaline spiking through his veins gave him an extra burst of speed. "You're cheating, Maeve!" he called out into the wind, his voice a mix of laughter and breathless excitement as he quickly began to close the distance between them. "And for the record, I don't lose!"

[satcnized]

Her smile widened when she heard him running after her. She'd never imagined this scenario specifically, but it still felt like a dream come true. For a moment, she thought back to the last time she'd been on this beach with him. A fumbling sophomore in high school tagging along with her best friend yet again, it had been easy when it had just been the two of them. Then Arthur and his friends had shown up, and Maeve had spent the entire afternoon in the water just to avoid him. When she'd finally gotten out, hours past the time she should've reapplied her sunscreen, she'd been shriveled up and burned. His sister had never made more fun of her than she had that day. Maeve hadn't blamed her. They still laughed about it to this day.

The moonlight and gentle nighttime breeze were much more preferable than the harsh sun from that day. She was laughing now, too, when he accused her of cheating. "That was not cheating!" She called back. Glancing over her shoulder and seeing how he was closing the distance though, she stopped just long enough to face him and peel her shirt from her body and drop it in the sand. "But this might be," Maeve smirked as she let him see her in nothing but her underwear for only a second before turning back to resume her run to the water.

[velvetdesirez]

Arthur’s brain completely short-circuited. His feet skidded in the loose sand, his momentum abruptly faltering as his eyes tracked the movement of her shirt dropping to the beach. He actually stumbled a step and before long he fell down slowly before he could stop himself. The beer bottles clinking together dangerously in his arms as he forced himself to remember how to breathe. "Holy..." The rest of it died in his throat. The old Maeve wouldn't have even worn a swimsuit without a cover-up, let alone stripped down to her underwear on a whim. This version of her was actively trying to kill him, and she was doing a terrifyingly good job of it.

As she turned and bolted back toward the surf, her laughter ringing out over the sound of the crashing waves, Arthur finally snapped out of his daze. A wild, reckless laugh tore from his own chest. "Okay, that is definitely cheating!" He shouted after her. He finally stood up and slowly and gently picked up the bottles again before taking off after her. "You're going to pay for that, Maeve!" Arthur yelled, a massive grin plastered across his face as he took off into a full sprint, kicking up wet sand as he chased her straight into the dark, shimmering edge of the ocean.

[velvetdesirez]

Arthur’s hands froze on the edge of the counter, his half-eaten toast entirely forgotten. If her initial transformation had thrown him off balance, this sudden shift in her confidence completely knocked the wind out of him. The old Maeve would have practically dissolved into the floorboards under half this much attention. This Maeve? She was sitting right next to him, swinging her bare legs with a casual and devastating ease turning his own game right back on him. He didn't miss the slow, deliberate way her eyes swept over him. For the first time in his life, Arthur felt a sudden, hyper-awareness of his own pulse. It was thrilling.

A slow and wicked grin crept onto his face as he recovered his ground, leaning in just a fraction of an inch closer. The playful, easygoing facade was still there but a new, distinctly sharper edge had entered his voice. "To celebrate?" Arthur echoed, his tone dropping an octave as his eyes locked onto hers, refusing to back down from the challenge she’d just thrown at his feet. He let his gaze drift down to her lips for a fraction of a second before bringing it right back up to meet her eyes. "Well, usually I would suggest sneaking out to the beach or breaking into the community pool after hours. Not to mention taking a bunch of beers with us wherever we go. But seeing as you're currently wearing that and we're already breaking rules by raiding the kitchen at 1 AM. I think the guest of honor should get to make the rules. So tell me, Maeve. How exactly do you want to celebrate?"

He couldn't look away from her. She looked rather beautiful and he couldn't stop thinking how well the t-shirt made her look good. For the first time he felt a strong hunger for her and he found himself wanting to desperately drown in her.

[satcnized]

When he leaned in, Maeve leaned back on her hands. It wasn't because she was afraid of him being closer. She just liked the idea that the person she'd spent almost her entire life carrying a torch for might chase her even that little bit. This new development had a thrill running down her spine. A summer at the house with her best friend had sounded perfect to her. There wasn't anything that had sounded better, but that was because she hadn't imagined this. She couldn't deny that the addition of Arthur and his roaming eyes only made this sound better though.

"Hmmm," she looked upwards as she considered her options, teeth sinking into her bottom lip in concentration. She wasn't reading this situation wrong; she knew it, and it wasn't like Arthur's sister wasn't aware of the crush she'd always had. Although, her waking up to the two of them in the kitchen didn't seem like the best way to bring that up again. She wasn't going to do that to her friend. She just also wasn't going to pass up this opportunity.

Glancing over her shoulder and out the window to the moonlit beach just a few steps from the house, she grinned. "The beach sounds great right now. Hold on." She hopped down and slipped past him to get to the fridge to grab a few bottles of beer that they'd stocked up on a few days ago. "Can you hold these for a second?" She held them out to Arthur. "Thank you, I just have to..." Maeve walked to the back door and quietly unlocked it. "Last one to the water loses!" She slid the door open and bolted down the stairs. Maeve offered one last look over her shoulder with a wide smile as she ran towards the ocean.

[velvetdesirez]

Arthur simply stood there in shock as he was unable to believe what just happened. By all means she was to hand over the beer bottles to him and he had no problems in holding it but seeing her suddenly take off running was completely unexpected. "You little minx." He couldn't help but say as he watched her run off. He had to admit that he was both taken aback and impressed by her audacity to do so. He didn't waste another moment. Tucking the beer bottles securely against his chest, he bolted after her. His bare feet hitting the cool hardwood of the kitchen before he burst through the open back door and into the crisp night air.

The sand was cool and giving beneath his feet as he sprinted down the dune, his eyes locked on the silhouette of her running toward the silver-crested waves. She had a head start but he was built for sprinting and the adrenaline spiking through his veins gave him an extra burst of speed. "You're cheating, Maeve!" he called out into the wind, his voice a mix of laughter and breathless excitement as he quickly began to close the distance between them. "And for the record, I don't lose!"

[velvetdesirez]

Rory found himself smiling softly against her lips as he kissed her. His entire body felt like it was on fire and he felt tingly all over. The male simply couldn't resist her and every nerve in him was aching for her more than anything. He couldn't look away from her and his gaze was heavy now. The male ran his fingers through his hair for some time before he grabbed her by her arm and pulled her into his bedroom. "As tempting as that sounds there are other things I want you to do to me right now. It has been so long since we had been together and I want you more than anything in the world right now." He said before he removed his shirt and threw it on the floor. He felt like he was burning but in a really good way as he couldn't get enough of her. His hands then reached around her as he started slowly undressing her.

[starbrsts]

a mix of excitement and nerves filled her stomach as rory guided her through the house and towards his bedroom. she'd been here more times than she could count, had slept in his bed and never thought twice about it but now.. this was different. and it was what she wanted, he was all she wanted. " oh yeah? and what is it you want me to do to you? " liv practically purred, her tone shifting to one laced with desire, heart thudding in her chest at the ideas racing through her mind. she took a step closer as he took off his shirt, hands reaching out to trail over his arms, sighing softly to herself at how good it felt to feel him. once her dress fell to the floor, she was left in a matching lacy set, mentally thanking herself for choosing to wear it tonight. " please, i want you so bad. " she breathed, stepping closer to press against him.

[velvetdesirez]

Rory felt a familiar, electric tension humming beneath his skin. He had wanted her like this for so long that the anticipation was becoming a physical ache in his chest. When she purred her question, her voice laced with a newfound desire, Rory felt a jolt of heat shoot straight to his groin. He pulled his shirt over his head in one fluid motion, tossing it aside without a glance, his muscles tightening as he felt her small, soft hands trail over his arms. The touch was light but it sent sparks dancing across his skin.

Then, the dress hit the floor. Rory’s breath hitched, his gaze dropping to the matching lacy set she wore beneath. The delicate fabric clung to her curves, leaving just enough to the imagination to make his head spin. "You have no idea." He rasped, his voice dropping slightly. When she stepped closer and pressed her body against his, the contact was like a match to gasoline. The softness of her breasts against his bare chest and the heat radiating from her skin made his vision blur.

He didn't hesitate any longer. Rory reached out, his hands sliding down her back to grip her waist, his fingers digging slightly into the soft flesh of her hips. "I want to do everything to you." He whispered. "I want to taste every inch of you until you're screaming my name. I want to know exactly how you feel when I finally get inside you."