A Forbidden Affair - Wet Dreams

Lena went to her studio early that morning.

She had a project lined up—a birthday shoot.

A woman had booked her for her daughter’s birthday, and everything had to be perfect.

So she left the house early, stopping by different places to pick up materials and decorations for the setup.

The theme the client wanted was girly, soft, and princess-like.

Lena didn’t even hesitate.

She went with Cinderella.

Because in her mind, every little girl wanted to be a princess at least once.

And she wanted to give her that moment.

When everything was ready, the studio looked like a dream.

Soft blue tones, sparkles, flowers, and a touch of magic in every corner.

When it was time for the shoot, the little girl walked in dressed like a princess doll.

It was almost unreal how cute she looked.

Her tiara sat perfectly on her little pixie curls, sparkling under the soft lights.

Lena smiled behind her camera.

“Okay, princess,” she said gently. “Let’s make magic.”

The girl giggled, striking small poses like she had been waiting for this her whole life.

And just like that, the shoot was over.

Lena checked her camera and nodded slightly to herself.

She decided she needed a break.

Right across from her studio was a café.

Her usual spot.

They made the best caramel latte she had ever tasted, and she always asked for extra milk on top.

At this point, they didn’t even need to ask for her order anymore.

She was a regular.

She grabbed her bag, locked up, and walked across the street.

The bell above the café door chimed softly when she stepped in.

The familiar smell of espresso hit her instantly.

She didn’t even need to look around—she already knew where she was going.

“Hey, Lena,” the barista called from behind the counter.

She gave a small smile as she walked closer. “Hey.”

“You want the usual?”

She nodded. “Yeah. Please.”

“Extra milk,” he added with a grin.

“You know ball,” Lena said, chuckling softly.

He laughed and turned to prepare her drink.

Lena leaned slightly on the counter, scanning the café while waiting.

The same corner seat by the window was empty.

As always, like it was reserved for her.

A few minutes later, the barista slid her drink toward her.

“Here you go.”

“Thanks,” she said, taking it carefully.

She moved straight to her usual spot and sat down by the window.

She wrapped her hands around the cup and exhaled slowly, watching the street outside.

She took a slow sip.

Just the way she liked it.

Then her eyes drifted across the street.

And stopped.

Her hand paused in mid-air.

She leaned forward slightly.

Squinted.

“No way,” she muttered under her breath.

Jayden.

Standing not too far away.

Like the universe had a personal vendetta against her peace.

“What is my sin, Lord?” she whispered, shaking her head as she took a deep breath.

Without thinking too much, she stood up and walked back to the counter quickly.

“I want to take this with me,” she said, lifting her cup.

The barista looked up. “Any problem?”

“No,” she said quickly. “I just got an important call. I need to leave.”

He nodded immediately. “Sure.

A minute later, he handed her a paper cup with a lid.

She transferred her drink into it, gave a small polite smile, and muttered a thank you.

Then she left the café quickly, not looking back.

Her heart was beating slightly faster than normal.

She rushed back to her studio, hoping—praying—Jayden never even glanced in her direction.

And for now, it seemed like he hadn’t.

She locked herself in, finished a few edits, and tried to focus on work for the rest of the day.

But her mind wasn’t fully there.

By evening, she packed up and headed home.

The sky was already dimming when she arrived at her apartment building.

She was barely stepping out of the elevator when—

“Lena!”

Suzy.

Her neighbor.

Before Lena could even react, Suzy bumped into her slightly.

“Woah… I’m sorry!” Suzy said quickly, then immediately broke into a giggle like nothing had happened.

Lena narrowed her eyes slightly. “What’s making you feel this way?”

Suzy leaned closer like she was about to share state secrets.

“We have a new neighbor.”

Lena blinked. “So?”

Suzy’s eyes widened. “And Lena…”

She paused dramatically.

“He’s hot. Like… super hot.”

Lena gave her a blank look.

“And when I went close to him—gosh,” Suzy sighed dreamily. “He smells like chocolate. I just want to lick—”

“Okay!” Lena cut in quickly, coughing slightly. “That’s enough.”

Suzy laughed. “Alright, alright. I’ll take my leave then.”

She waved and disappeared into her apartment, still giggling.

Lena shook her head with a small laugh and unlocked her door.

“What is wrong with people,” she muttered.

Inside, she dropped her bag, kicked off her shoes, and went straight to her bed.

She lay down, grabbed her phone, and started scrolling absentmindedly.

Then—

She paused.

Her thumb stopped moving.

Jayden.

Was in front of her.

He was shirtless.

His skin slightly glistening, hair a little messy, that same familiar smirk sitting on his face, like he knew exactly what he was doing to people without even trying.

“Hey beautiful,” he whispered under his breath.

He walks towards her, bends, and kisses her.

And she responds by deepening the kiss.

He pecks her one more time before turning to look at her.

"You're so sexy," he said with a groan.

Her cheeks became warm.

Then he kisses her again, this time with hunger, fondling her breast as she moans softly in his mouth.

His right hand encircles her waist.

What do you want?, he asked, breathing slowly.

I want you. She said, biting her lips gently.

He smirks and spreads her legs apart and removes every piece of clothing she had underneath.

He kissed her belly button and went lower to kiss her thigh, making her shiver.

Then he uses his left hand to hold her belly, staring at her pussy with greed.

He kissed her entrance before going down on her.

She throws her head back and arches as she moans loudly.

He chuckled because of how she reacted and quickened his pace, flicking his tongue on her clitoris.

Her eyes closed tight as waves of pleasure came rushing down.

When she was about to reach her orgasm he stopped, she was about to complain when he plunged one finger into her and everything she wanted to say vanished.

He added another finger, going in and out slowly, as they maintained eye contact.

Then he started going faster and returned to kick her; she started shaking as the feeling felt overwhelming.

She couldn't help her moan again, and she came loudly, screaming his name continuously with the rhythm of his thrust.

When she stopped shaking, she was panting, watching him lick her cum off his fingers.

It was the dirtiest thing she had ever seen.

With a swift motion, he removed his shorts, positioning himself on her, and then he entered, and she gasped.

"You feel good," Jayden said, rolling his head backwards.

He began to give her a lazy thrust, trying to adapt.

She moaned from the pleasure, and he increased his speed as she was about to orgasm for the third time.

She heard a knock on the door.

When she opened her eyes, the bed was empty; Jayden was nowhere in sight.

She was sweating.

Was I dreaming? She whispered.

reaching for her underwear, and she felt her wetness.

Then the knock on the door became stronger.

She stood up from her room to open the door.

When the door was open, she saw Jayden standing in front of her with a small box.

Shock written all over her face.