Series · 2 chapters · Ongoing
The Devil’s Chimney
When Alby and Alis receive a letter from his late father, they expect final words, not an indecent proposal. The letter contains coordinates to his parents’ most sacred and secret place on earth, along with explicit, filthy instructions on what they should do when they get there. What starts as a simple trip to honor his father’s last wish quickly becomes something much darker and far more intense. Old flames are stoked. Taboos are tested. And the deeper they fall into this twisted inheritance, the more they realize just how much they both crave it. Raw. Filthy. Unapologetic. Welcome to The Devil’s Peak.
Chapters
- 1
His Last Gift
When the letter finally ended, tears filled both our eyes. I pulled Alis into a tight hug, cupping her right breast and squeezing it gently as my thumb brushed over her hardening nipple. “Fuck that old man for thinking I would ever leave these perfect boobs,” I growled. Before I could say another word, her hand slipped into my pants. Warm fingers wrapped around my thick cock and squeezed hard, sending a sharp, delicious ache through me. Her plump cherry-red lips hovered near mine, her voice low and dominant. “Don’t call him old man,” she whispered. “He was wrong thinking I could live without this monster ripping me in half… making me so sore I can barely walk at least once a day.” She kissed me deeply, biting my lower lip as her grip tightened brutally around my shaft. When my mouth opened in a gasp, she spit directly onto my tongue, then began stroking me with long, possessive movements. “Conceal that monster,” she whispered hotly against my ear, “figure out those coordinates, and start preparing. We’re leaving as soon as possible.”
- 2
Burning Behind the Door
As soon as the door clicked shut behind me, I pressed my back against it and slowly slid down to the floor. My thighs were already glistening with my juices. The short sundress rode up as I spread my legs wide. The burning need inside me had only grown stronger. My hand disappeared under the fabric. The instant my fingers touched my soaked pussy lips, a violent shiver shot up my spine. I nearly came right there. I peeled my slick folds apart with one hand and found my swollen clit with the other, rubbing it desperately while my mind filled with images of Alby’s thick, throbbing cock. I rubbed faster, lost in ecstasy, my juices pooling on the floor beneath my ass, when a sudden knock on the door yanked me back to reality. “WHAT?!” I shouted, furious at the interruption. “Sorry for disturbing you,” Alby called from the other side. “I booked us plane tickets for this afternoon. We leave in an hour. Pack your bags.”