Novels by BDEE

Chapter 4They stayed on the couch longer than they should have.Sophia’s body was still loose and heavy from coming, Liam’s cum leaked out of her in a slow, warm trickle that ran down the inside of her thigh and onto the cushion. The living room smelled thickly of sex—sweat, her wetness, the sharp scent of what he had left inside her, the movie kept playing, volume low, dialogue continuing like nothing had happened on this exact couch, outside, the wind pushed at the windows, the house was still empty, for now.Liam’s arm was thrown over his eyes, his chest rose and fell hard, Sophia lay on her side facing him, one leg still partly hooked over his, the sticky evidence of what they had done cooling on her skin. She could feel the ache between her legs, the stretch from how big he had been, the faint throb that hadn’t fully faded. Marks from his fingers showed on her hips in dull red.The silence stretched.Then Liam dropped his arm and looked at her. His voice came out rough, strippe

Chapter 3Sophia lay on her back on the couch, thighs still open, body trembling from the orgasm he had just pulled out of her with his mouth. Her breathing was uneven, while the movie kept playing, the sound low and distant. Outside, the wind moved against the house. The living room already smelled like sex.Liam stayed over her for a moment, looking down, with his mouth wet with her, his cock strained hard against his sweatpants, he didn’t ask, he just pushed the waistband down, taking his underwear with it. His cock sprang free—thick, heavy, flushed dark at the head, a clear bead of wetness already at the tip.Sophia stared at it.She was still lying there, naked from the waist down, T-shirt long gone, panties somewhere on the floor. She looked at her cousin’s cock and felt her pussy clench around nothing, it was bigger up close than it had felt against her through fabric, thick enough that she knew it would stretch her and that thought sent another slow pulse through her.Liam wr

Chapter 2The silence after her words lasted only a few heartbeats.Liam moved.His hand came up fast, fingers sliding into the hair at the back of her neck, and he pulled her in. The kiss was hard, almost angry, the kind of kiss that said he had been holding himself back too long and had finally lost. His mouth opened against hers, tongue pushing in, and Sophia made a small startled sound that melted into something lower and pleased. She kissed him back with equal force, competitive even now, teeth catching his bottom lip.The movie kept playing behind them. Some familiar stretch of dialogue rolled on but waas ignored.She shifted without breaking the kiss, swung one knee over his thighs, and settled into his lap. The oversized T-shirt rode up immediately. Her bare thighs bracketed his hips. The soaked crotch of her panties pressed directly against the hard ridge of his cock through the soft fabric of his sweatpants. She could feel every thick inch of him. She rolled her hips onc

Chapter 1The front door shut with a solid, final click.Liam’s parents and Sophia’s parents had left in a hurry, leaving them with last-minute instructions. They were going on boat festival overnight on the water. “Don’t burn the house down." Mom had repeated over and over again. Sophia had stood in the entryway in her oversized T-shirt, arms loosely crossed, and watched them go. The second the lock turned, the house changed temperature. Not literally of course. Just in the way empty houses do when the adults are gone and two people who shouldn’t be thinking certain thoughts are left behind.She padded into the living room on bare feet. Liam was already there, dropping onto the left side of the big couch like he always did. The lamp in the corner threw warm light across the couch and the low table. The television waited, black screen reflecting the two of them in distorted shapes.“Finally,” Sophia said, voice light, competitive edge already showing. “No parents.”Liam huffed a quie

Chapter 5Ryan woke slowly, the kind of heavy, warm waking that made the edges of reality soft. For a few seconds he thought he was still in the dream—the one from two nights ago, or the memory of last night that already felt too good to be real. His body felt loose and used. The sheets smelled like sex and her skin.Then he felt the wet heat around his cock.His eyes popped.open. He looked down.Aunt Lena was between his legs, naked, hair messy from sleep, lips stretched around his cock. She moved slow, taking him deeper, tongue working along the underside. When she felt him tense she pulled off with a soft wet sound, looked up, and smiled like this was the most normal thing in the world.“Good morning, sleepyhead.”The words hit him harder than the blowjob. This was real. She was really here, mouth shiny, eyes half-lidded, one hand still loosely wrapped around the base of his cock.He didn’t think. He reached down, hooked his hands under her arms, and hauled her up the bed in one st

Chapter 4The storm hadn’t let up.Rain hammered the roof in a steady, heavy roar. Wind rattled the windows every few minutes. Outside, the world had disappeared into gray and water. Inside the cabin the heat was running, but the place still felt cold and small.Ryan stood in the short hallway staring at the open bedroom door, one bed, a queen-sized, neatly made. The living-room couch was a narrow, firm thing that looked like it had been designed for decorative purposes only. He’d already tested it. His feet would hang off and the cushions were about as comfortable as a park bench.Aunt Lena came out of the bathroom in the same soft black leggings and oversized sweater from earlier. She’d taken her bra off at some point; he could tell by the way the fabric moved. She stopped when she saw him looking at the bedroom.“Couch is shit,” he said. “I’ll take it anyway.”She shook her head. “No. It’s freezing and that thing’s barely big enough for a kid. We’re sharing the bed. Body heat. Pra

Chapter 100🥳 Backstage at the Grand Palais was a special kind of organized insanity. Racks of silk, leather, and tailored wool were getting wheeled past us at breakneck speed by manic assistants wearing all black and wireless headsets. The sharp smell of hairspray, expensive perfume, and hot lighting fixtures hung thick in the air, mixed with the heavy bass of the pre-show soundcheck vibrating through the wooden floorboards under my heels. Honestly, if you took away the flashing cameras and the thousand-dollar clothes, it wasn't all that different from a corporate trading floor. Just prettier people and significantly better lighting. "Head up, sweetheart," Alex murmured beside me, his hand settling naturally at the small of my back. "The photographers near the media wall have been tracking us since we stepped out of the SUV." "I am posing, Alex," I muttered through a polished, perfectly camera-ready smile, keeping my eyes fixed ahead as a wave of flashbulbs went off to o

Chapter 100🥳 Backstage at the Grand Palais was a special kind of organized insanity. Racks of silk, leather, and tailored wool were getting wheeled past us at breakneck speed by manic assistants wearing all black and wireless headsets. The sharp smell of hairspray, expensive perfume, and hot lighting fixtures hung thick in the air, mixed with the heavy bass of the pre-show soundcheck vibrating through the wooden floorboards under my heels. Honestly, if you took away the flashing cameras and the thousand-dollar clothes, it wasn't all that different from a corporate trading floor. Just prettier people and significantly better lighting. "Head up, sweetheart," Alex murmured beside me, his hand settling naturally at the small of my back. "The photographers near the media wall have been tracking us since we stepped out of the SUV." "I am posing, Alex," I muttered through a polished, perfectly camera-ready smile, keeping my eyes fixed ahead as a wave of flashbulbs went off to our lef

Chapter 100🥳Backstage at the Grand Palais was a special kind of organized insanity.Racks of silk, leather, and tailored wool were getting wheeled past us at breakneck speed by manic assistants wearing all black and wireless headsets. The sharp smell of hairspray, expensive perfume, and hot lighting fixtures hung thick in the air, mixed with the heavy bass of the pre-show soundcheck vibrating through the wooden floorboards under my heels.Honestly, if you took away the flashing cameras and the thousand-dollar clothes, it wasn't all that different from a corporate trading floor. Just prettier people and significantly better lighting."Head up, sweetheart," Alex murmured beside me, his hand settling naturally at the small of my back. "The photographers near the media wall have been tracking us since we stepped out of the SUV.""I am posing, Alex," I muttered through a polished, perfectly camera-ready smile, keeping my eyes fixed ahead as a wave of flashbulbs went off to our left. "I'

Chapter 101Backstage at the Grand Palais was a special kind of organized insanity.Racks of silk, leather, and tailored wool were getting wheeled past us at breakneck speed by manic assistants wearing all black and wireless headsets. The sharp smell of hairspray, expensive perfume, and hot lighting fixtures hung thick in the air, mixed with the heavy bass of the pre-show soundcheck vibrating through the wooden floorboards under my heels.Honestly, if you took away the flashing cameras and the thousand-dollar clothes, it wasn't all that different from a corporate trading floor. Just prettier people and significantly better lighting."Head up, sweetheart," Alex murmured beside me, his hand settling naturally at the small of my back. "The photographers near the media wall have been tracking us since we stepped out of the SUV.""I am posing, Alex," I muttered through a polished, perfectly camera-ready smile, keeping my eyes fixed ahead as a wave of flashbulbs went off to our left. "I've

Chapter 99 The digitized static hissed softly in my ear, cold and empty against the quiet warmth of my living room. Beside me, Alex didn't move an inch. His shoulders were set, his face completely unreadable, watching every tiny shift in my expression as I stood there holding the phone. I kept the receiver pressed so hard against my ear my knuckles were turning white. My whole body was braced for impact, expecting Kade to hit me with a razor-sharp threat or some arrogant corporate demand. That was the Kade I knew. That was the man I’d trained myself to handle. So when he let out a long, ragged sigh that sounded straight-up exhausted, my brain almost didn't know what to do with it. "Aurora... please," he said. His voice wasn't sharp at all. It was low, quiet, and stripped of that untouchable, high-and-mighty tone he always wore like armor. "Just listen to me for two minutes. Don't hang up. Just... listen." My thumb hovered over the red button on the screen, trembling. Every single

Chapter 99The digitized static hissed softly in my ear, cold and empty against the quiet warmth of my living room. Beside me, Alex didn't move an inch. His shoulders were set, his face completely unreadable, watching every tiny shift in my expression as I stood there holding the phone.I kept the receiver pressed so hard against my ear my knuckles were turning white. My whole body was braced for impact, expecting Kade to hit me with a razor-sharp threat or some arrogant corporate demand. That was the Kade I knew. That was the man I’d trained myself to handle.So when he let out a long, ragged sigh that sounded straight-up exhausted, my brain almost didn't know what to do with it."Aurora... please," he said. His voice wasn't sharp at all. It was low, quiet, and stripped of that untouchable, high-and-mighty tone he always wore like armor. "Just listen to me for two minutes. Don't hang up. Just... listen."My thumb hovered over the red button on the screen, trembling. Every single surv