Se connecterTHE office was quiet.Too quiet.Ms. Lesley leaned back slightly in her chair, her laptop open in front of her but long forgotten as her phone rested in her hand. Her thumb moved absently across the screen, scrolling without intention, without focus.Just… passing time. Avoiding thought. Until she saw him.Her ex-husband.The smile came first— wide, proud, familiar in a way that still unsettled her. Then the picture widened, revealing more.A woman stood beside him. She looked radiant, comfortable and certain.And in front of them, children. Two of them. Happy and laughing and complete.Ms. Lesley’s fingers froze on the screen.For a moment, she simply stared.“Well… good for you,” she muttered under her breath, though there was no real warmth in it.Her jaw tightened slightly as she looked closer, as if searching for something, anything that would make it easier to dismiss. But there was nothing.Just a life that had moved on. A life she had once been part of. A life she couldn’t giv
THE sharp, shrill sound of the whistle cut through the air one final time before fading into the background hum of voices and movement. Sneakers squeaked against the polished floor as the team loosened up, some laughing, others groaning as they stretched sore muscles.Practice break. Yeah, that was practice break.The energy shifted instantly. Shifting from discipline to chaos.Ms. Lesley stepped into the corridor just outside the court, a file tucked neatly against her chest. She wasn’t meant to be anywhere near the athletes’ wing at this hour, but she had been looking for the coach. A quick conversation, nothing more.At least, that had been the plan.She walked briskly, her heels clicking in a steady rhythm, her expression composed, professional— untouchable. The kind of woman students whispered about. Strict. Elegant. Unreachable… and very hot.Until she passed the dressing room. The door wasn’t fully closed, just slightly ajar.And in that small, careless gap, she saw him.Zayne.
RUBY paused for a minute, cold air gripped her.“Hello, are you there? How did you know? Have you been at my boyfriend's?”Ruby gasped. She felt the cat got her tongue. “No… no, yes. Sorry, I mean no—”“Ruby?” Jessi called softly. She straightened immediately, shaking her head vigorously as though trying to shake guilt away.“No ooo. Come on, how can I do that?”“But you haven't answered the question yet.”“Well, let's say, I always have my way around. I have got eyes everywhere, my love.”There was a brief silence.“Fine. I will handle it,” was all Jessi said.That triggered Ruby.“Is that all—”And Jessi hung up. “Urghhh. Weakling,” she said as she stared at her phone, “fight with him, break-up with him fast enough and watch me enter already. Ahh!”She later went to bed, angry.***It was almost 12 PM when Jessi stormed into Kaylan’s apartment.She didn’t knock. The door wasn’t locked, so she pushed it open and barged in like a woman on a mission. The sudden intrusion jolted Kayl
THE bed was now creaking, the ‘creak creak’ sounds it made laced with their moans and slapping of their skins was what made the room.“Urghhhh,” that was Rico. She was kneeling on the bed, her hands placed alongside and her bubble buts towards Kaylan, who still hadn't got tired of pounding.“I'm cumming… babe, I'm cumming,” that was him. His eyes were closed and his teeth bared as he took one last thrust and then he pulled out, spilling the contents on the messy floor. They both collapsed on the bed, catching their breath.“This is the third time, baby. Aren't you tired already?” Kaylan asked.Rico exhaled. “Okay. I will let you rest. So long I have you the whole of tomorrow.”Kaylan heaved a sigh of relief. With that, he swung off the bed and headed out for the bathroom to wash off.“Why did you insist on pouring inside of you the first love we made? You always never wanted that.” he asked when he returned, dabbing his thighs with a white towel.Rico smiled. She was still lying on
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RUBY didn't head back home from Kaylan’s. No. She couldn't. She just couldn't, because she could still feel it— lingering, burning beneath her skin as she stepped out of his bathroom.Outside, the light was gradually fading, the late evening's air didn’t help. If anything, it made everything worse.Her heels clicked sharply against the pavement, each step heavy with irritation. Her body was still humming from everything that had almost happened… the smooching, the teasing, the way he had sucked at her pussy like he was already lost in her garden.And then, interruption, sudden interruption!She clenched her jaw.“Damn it,” she muttered under her breath.It wasn’t just frustration, it was unfinished tension, coiled tight inside her, refusing to settle. She wrapped her arms around herself as she walked, as if that alone could quiet the restless ache crawling through her veins.But it didn’t.Her mind replayed everything in flashes— the way his tongue had glided every clit of her honeypo
The Nun In The Library II “YOU'RE so soft,” he breathed against her mouth. “So untouched...” His fingers found the elastic of her simple cotton underwear, hooking it, pulling it aside. Her breath hitched, a gasp of shock and burgeoning desire. He didn't hesitate, his fingers slipping inside, find
Claiming My Prize III left Abigail lying there, sated and yearning, and moved to the next door. Chloe, twenty-two, the artist and the free spirit. Her room was a riot of color, canvases stacked against the walls, the scent of oil paints was thick in the air. She sat on a stool, sketching, her long
Broken Into II “YOU… you can’t,” she stammered, but the words were weak, her voice trembling. He pulled down his jeans, his boxers following, revealing the full glory of his erection. It was a dark, formidable club, veined and throbbing, glistening with a bead of pre-cum. Nancy stared, a gasp cat
My Boyfriend's Best friend ONLY the light from the moonlight spilled into her boyfriend's bedroom as all three of them slept on his big bed.Cassian, my boyfriend and a heavy sleeper, lay sprawled on his side, a soft snore emanating from his chest with each breath. His arm, flung carelessly across







