Forbidden collection
ActionFirst-Person POVFast-Paced PlotCEOFirst Love
Forbidden Collection
Some desires are never meant to see the light.
Behind polished smiles, locked doors, and whispered promises lie cravings too dangerous to ignore. One reckless decision. One irresistible touch. One secret capable of changing everything.
Forbidden Collection brings together thirty seductive stories where temptation is always within reach and every choice carries a price. From unexpected encounters and forbidden attractions to dangerous obsessions and unforgettable nights, each tale explores the thrill of wanting what you should never have.
Not every heart escapes unbroken.
Not every secret stays hidden.
And not every temptation can be resisted.
Dark, passionate, and impossible to put down, Forbidden Collection invites you into a world where desire challenges reason, pleasure blurs the line between right and wrong, and every story leaves you craving just one more page.
The only question is…
How far would you go for something you know you should never want?
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Chapter: Story 3 – Confession Chapter 2 I kept him in my mouth longer than I needed to. Father Elias’s hand stayed buried in my hair, fingers tight against my scalp. His cock rested heavy on my tongue, thick enough that my jaw already ached. I took him deeper, letting spit run down the shaft and over my fingers. Every time I looked up through my lashes, his eyes were fixed on me—dark, wide, watching his cock disappear between my lips. A low sound left his throat. His hips shifted once, pushing farther into my mouth. I moaned around him on purpose and felt him throb against my tongue. “Grace…” His voice came out rough. “We can’t do this.” I pulled off slowly, still stroking him with my wet hand. The head of his cock was flushed dark and shiny with spit. A thin string of it connected my lower lip to the tip before it broke. “You already are,” I said. I licked a long, deliberate stripe up the underside, then took him back in. This time I sucked harder. I hollowed my cheeks and worked him the way I had practiced alone in
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Chapter: Story 3: Confession-Chapter 1 I waited until the last person left the church. The evening service had ended twenty minutes earlier. Father Elias was still in the confessional, the small wooden door half open. I walked down the side aisle, my shoes quiet on the stone floor. My heart was already beating too fast. I stepped inside and pulled the curtain shut behind me. “Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.” His voice came through the screen, calm and low. “How long has it been since your last confession?” “Three months.” “Go on, my child.” I sat on the narrow bench and folded my hands in my lap. My skirt felt too short against my thighs. I had worn it on purpose. “I’ve been having thoughts,” I said. “Bad ones.” “What kind of thoughts?” I stared at the wooden lattice. “About men. About their bodies. About what it would feel like if someone touched me.” Silence on the other side. I kept going. “I touch myself at night. I think about being on my knees. I think about a man putting his… his cock in my mouth.
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Chapter: Office Hours Chapter 5I didn’t go back to his office the next day.I waited.Saturday night I was in my dorm, alone, still feeling the ghost of him inside me. Every time I shifted on the bed I felt the dull, sweet ache in my ass and the tenderness between my legs. I had come three more times after I left his office, fingers buried in both holes, replaying the exact second his control finally broke.Sunday I stayed away on purpose.Monday I walked into class late on purpose.Kane was already at the front, writing on the board. He didn’t look up when I entered. I took my usual seat near the front, crossed my legs slow, and watched him the entire hour. He taught like nothing had happened. Same low voice. Same careful hands. But once—just once—his eyes landed on me and stayed a second too long.That was enough.After class I didn’t wait for the room to empty. I walked straight to the front while students were still packing their bags.“Professor,” I said, loud enough for a few people to glance over. “I have a
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Chapter: Office Hours Chapter 4 I didn’t wait for the next scheduled office hours. Friday afternoon the literature building was almost empty. Most classes had already let out. I walked the third-floor hallway like I belonged there, short skirt swaying, no bra, no panties, the same thin white top that left nothing to the imagination if anyone looked close enough. His door was closed this time. I knocked once. Soft. “Come in.” I stepped inside and shut the door behind me. Locked it. Kane was at his desk, papers spread out, pen still in his hand. He looked up. No surprise. Just that same controlled manner “Miss Hale.” “Ava,” I corrected, and walked straight to him. This time I didn’t sit on the edge of the desk. I walked around it, stopped beside his chair, and dropped to my knees on the floor between his legs. His breath changed. Just once. I looked up at him while my hands went to his belt. “You kissed me yesterday,” I said. “You put your hand on my thigh hard enough to leave marks. You felt how wet I w
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Chapter: Office Hours Chapter 3Thursday came slower than it should have.I spent the two days between office hours wet. Not the usual easy wetness that came when some boy stared too long at my tits in the library. This was different. Constant. Low and mean. Every time I shifted in my seat during class I felt the bare lips of my pussy slide against each other. No panties again. I wanted the reminder.Kane taught like nothing had happened. Same low voice. Same precise hands when he wrote on the board. He never looked at me longer than anyone else. But I watched the way his jaw tightened once when I crossed my legs and the short skirt rode higher. I saw it. He felt it too.At 3:55 I was already outside his office.This time I didn’t knock. I pushed the door open and stepped inside, closing it soft behind me.He was standing at the window, back to me, looking out over the quad. The late light cut across his shoulders.“Miss Hale,” he said without turning. “I thought I made myself clear.”“You touched me,” I answered. “
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Chapter: Office Hours Chapter 2I showed up five minutes early on purpose.The literature building was quiet at four. Most students had already cleared out. My heels clicked too loud on the stairs as I climbed to the third floor. I hadn’t bothered with a bra. The thin white top clung to my tits, nipples already tight from the air-conditioning. The short black skirt sat high on my thighs. No panties. I wanted him to know the second I sat down.His office door was half open. I knocked once and pushed it wider without waiting.Kane looked up from his desk. Same dark shirt. Same calm face. He didn’t smile. He didn’t look surprised either. Just waited.“Miss Hale,” he said. Voice low. Even. “Office hours don’t start for another four minutes.”I stepped inside anyway and closed the door behind me. The click sounded final.“I know.” I walked straight to the chair across from his desk and sat, letting the skirt ride higher. “I wanted to talk about the poem from yesterday. The one about wanting versus taking.”His eyes staye
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