ANMELDENGinaFucking alarm.I sit up in my bed with a start and smash the alarm off with my fist, fighting the urge to close my eyes and go back to sleep and try and continue the perfect dream I was in the middle of. My mind is exhausted, like I haven’t slept at all—probably because I just experienced the craziest, horniest sex dream of my goddamned life.Something feels off, but I can’t put my finger on what it is. I glance at the window and see it’s still cracked slightly open, just like it was when I went to sleep. Disappointment sweeps over me. I’m not sure what I was hoping for, that my dream was real, and he came in here in the middle of the night to violate me? I dismiss the thought with a smirk.In my dreams. Even he’s not that crazy.I lie back down, acknowledging the wetness between my thighs as they slide against one another. My phone buzzes and I suck in a breath, hoping it’s from Graham. I’m not disappointed.Graham: You’re even more beautiful when you sleep.I press my lips t
GrahamGina and I text each other a lot over the next few days. She sends me photos of herself that are so fucking sexy they leave me like a dying man in a desert with a drop of water and desperately in need of more. She’s teasing me, daring me to take things further and eventually, I find myself standing outside her apartment.I watch the shadow of her body moving in front of her bedroom window and large balcony doors. Her curtains are only halfway drawn, giving me a view of her naked body walking back and forth as she gets ready for bed.“Come on baby, get into bed so Daddy can play,” I mutter.I wait, watching her get ready for bed, turn off her light, and settle in. Then, I give it another half an hour, until I'm sure she's asleep.Stepping out of my car, checking to make sure no one might see me, I cross the street, climb up her fire escape, and sneak in through her windows, which is unlocked, just as she promised.I stand in the corner of her bedroom, just watching for a moment.
Gina“Where are you?” I ask.He chuckles. “That’s for me to know and you to find out.”Ending the call, I dash back inside, weaving my way through the crowded room until I’m in the main foyer. I look around, my eyes falling on the main bar. My heart races because I’m almost positive the ballroom and bar share the same courtyard, which means if he were sitting in there, he could’ve easily been watching me.I walk in, and sure enough, there he is, sitting alone in the bar. I take a moment to appreciate how fucking sexy he is.Dark, tousled hair and a peppering of stubble covering his jaw that I’m dying to touch. He lifts his gaze, his chocolate eyes narrowing as they fixate on me. I walk right up to him and sit down, wishing he would jump on me right here, right now.“Did you enjoy your little show?” I ask.His gaze wanders down the front of me, slowly and deliberately. I can hardly breathe as excitement crashes over me in a tidal wave. The thought of him watching me do that somewhere s
Gina“Champagne?”I smile at the young, dark-haired waiter and select a glass from the tray he’s holding. I turn my attention back to my boss, who is giving a speech at the front of the room.I hate work functions with a passion. Having to spend my time outside of work thinking about work hardly seems fair if I’m not being paid for it, but tonight, I appreciate the distraction from thinking about Graham.Our conversation ended abruptly last night after I confessed my attraction to him. I’m still not exactly sure why that particular comment pushed him too far. Was he okay with exchanging a bunch of dirty texts with me until I reminded him about his son?I shake my head, both embarrassed and annoyed. Maybe I dodged a bullet because there’s no doubt in my mind that I would have let him go as far as he wanted to.I wasn’t lying about my window being unlocked.My phone chimes and I pull it out of my purse, expecting another apology message from Sara. She’s been texting me all day, begging
Graham Her: You have no idea how twisted and messed up my little mind is.Well, fuck me.My cock twitches as I glance again at the unfamiliar number, still having no clue who it is. The only thing I know for sure is that she’s female. I have no shortage of women in my life, but I can’t think of any who would send me a text like this.No matter how much I wish I did.God, how I wish I were twenty years younger right now, and it wasn’t, in fact, a wrong number. Back then, I’d have given this woman exactly what she was begging for and then some, but these days, with an adult son, I’m supposed to be grown up and tamed down.Too bad my dick doesn’t seem to agree. All the blood in my body seems to have diverted to him instead of my brain, and I’m already considering how to respond.Pressing the heel of my palm against the front of my jeans, I shift in my seat like the trouble is my position rather than the throbbing erection straining the material. Rereading that last text, I’m haunted by
Gina“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was his dad,” Sara sputters through her hysterics. “We were worried you might get drunk and call Joel—”“So, you thought letting me sext his dad was a better option?” I growl through my tears.What makes this whole thing even worse is that fact that his dad is hot. Like, I may or may not have imagined him as the star of said fantasy on more than one occasion kind of hot.“I’m sorry, Gina. I wasn’t thinking…”But I’m not listening. All I can think about is how screwed I am, and in the worst possible way. What the hell is he going to think of me after reading that text? How do I explain myself to him?What if he tells Joel?Oh God.What the fuck am I going to do?My phone beeps. Hands shaking, I click on the text.Graham: How can I refuse an offer like that?Holy fuck.Sucking in a breath, I read the text again. I can’t believe he replied, let alone with a response like that. I glance up, feeling Eli’s gaze on me. Before I can process the devilish
Kylie The next day or so is non-stop. I call into work so I can be by Jesse’s side the entire time. I might not have gotten on with Xavier at the end, but part of me does hurt at his death. The other half of me is broken as I watch the man I love deal with all the pressure and pain.He handles it
Jesse I barely remember leaving the house. Kylie is driving because my hands were shaking too much. She even put my shoes on for me and locked up, and now she’s weaving in and out of traffic to get me there. No matter what has happened with Xavier, she knows he’s my son and I love him.Fear fills
Kylie We’re no longer hiding.No longer restraining ourselves from touching, kissing, or teasing. Our relationship is public, and it feels good. It has only been one night, and we haven’t really been anywhere, but knowing I can touch him whenever I want to, that everyone will know he’s mine, is f
Kylie “No teasing. Suck my cock like a good little girl. Until you remember whom you belong to, whom you will always belong to. This mouth—” He taps it with his cock as his hand strokes down my hair.“Those breasts, that sweet little pussy, it’s all mine, and if I need to fill each hole and drench







