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Dirty and Sinful Collection (erotica) 2
2AdrianThe first thing I noticed when I walked into the resort lobby was that Vanessa’s dress clung tighter than usual.It was a dark green dress with a high slit and just enough cleavage to be professional. It was just enough to make me think about how perfect her breasts felt in my palms and how she tasted on my tongue.She hadn’t looked at me yet. She was standing by the check-in desk with the other execs, probably pretending to scroll through her phone. Her hair was up. Her neck bare. I wanted to mark her again.She finally glanced up and our eyes met. She didn’t offer me a smile, I didn’t either. She didn’t greet me, I didn’t either. She just stared at me with cold, nonchalant eyes.We hadn’t touched since that night on my couch which was weeks ago now. And we hadn’t addressed what happened either. She was so quiet since that day, she kept things strictly professional. I did too, but it almost felt like she hated me. And, God, I wanted her everyday even though I shouldn’t.This
Dirty and Sinful Collection (erotica) Unholy office affair
VanessaThe first time I met Adrian Cole, I didn’t expect him to look at me the way he did, like I was already undressed.It wasn’t overt. He didn’t leer or smile. He just looked. Eyes sliding from my face to the dip of my collarbone, down to the edge of my pencil skirt, then back to my eyes like nothing had happened.I’d worn the black blouse for confidence, not attention. But when his gaze lingered, my skin flushed beneath the silk.He introduced himself with a nod, hands in his pockets. “Adrian Cole.”“I know,” I said, and immediately regretted it.He arched a brow. “Should I be flattered or concerned?”“Depends,” I replied, smoothing the folder in my hands. “Do you prefer being feared or admired?”A pause, then the ghost of a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.God, he was beautiful when he smiled.Two days in, I was still learning my way around the office. Adrian’s schedule was busy. He had a lot of back-to-back meetings. I’m the evening, the floor had emptied, the chatter h
Dirty and Sinful Collection (erotica) 9
9Lena’s POVThe drive back from the cabin felt colder than it should’ve. I sat with my legs pulled up on the passenger seat, wearing one of his old hoodies and nothing underneath.Neither of us said what we were thinking.We didn’t talk about how many times we’d touched each other this weekend, how many ways we pretended we weren’t who we were. In that cabin, we weren’t uncle and niece. We were lovers. Real ones. Ones who didn’t need to look over their shoulder.But now the rearview mirror was full of it.When we got home, everything reminded me that we were making a grave mistake, over and over again. I went straight upstairs to shower and I stood under the hot water too long. My skin was raw when I finally stepped out, wrapped in a towel, damp hair clinging to my back. I heard him downstairs. Dishes clinking. A chair moving.Normal sounds. Pretending.I got dressed and came down. He looked up when I walked in, then looked away.“You want tea?” he asked.“I’m good.”He nodded, keepi
Dirty and Sinful Collection (erotica) 8
8ena’s POVWe didn’t tell anyone where we were going. He didn’t even tell me. He just packed a bag, tossed one at me and told me to bring something warm, comfortable, and make it something I could take off fast. The drive to wherever it was was quiet, the windows down, wind in my hair. His hand was on the gearshift and it was close enough that I could feel the heat of his skin. He didn’t look at me much, and I didn’t as where we were going. I didn’t need to.I trusted him. God help me, I trusted him.The cabin was tucked in the woods, deep enough that no one would find us unless they were looking. It was old but cozy, with a stone fireplace, creaky floors and thick rugs that smelled like cedar and time.He unlocked the door and stepped aside. “Go in.”I did, taking slow steps inside and looked around. “It’s nice.”He watched me. “You like it?”“I do.”He didn’t say anything else, just closing the door behind him, locked it and stood there, looking at me like he had no idea how he got
Dirty and Sinful Collection (erotica) 7
7Lena’s POVI waited until after dinner. I needed him calm. I needed to say it without crying.He was in the living room, sitting on the couch, sipping his whiskey slowly like he always did, barefooted, quiet, eyes on the fire and not me.My heart was pounding before I even stepped in.“Can we talk?” I asked.He looked over, his face unreadable. “Yeah.”I sat on the arm of the chair across from him and curled my legs under me. I didn’t look directly t him at first. Legs curled under me. I didn’t look directly at him at first.“I’ve been thinking.”He raised his brows like he already knew what was coming.“This thing between us,” I started. “It’s not… sustainable.”He didn’t say anything.“I’m nineteen,” I went on, “and you’re—”“Thirty-eight,” he said flatly.“Exactly. And you’re my uncle.”That made him shift just slightly, a flicker of something I couldn’t name in his eyes.“I just think… we should stop.”I waited, hoping he’d say something but cold, heavy silence was my reply.I c
Dirty and Sinful Collection (erotica) 6
6Lena’s POVI woke up in his bed again.I didn’t remember falling asleep there, but I wasn’t surprised either. The sheets smelled like him, clean and warm and faintly like cedar. His arm was slung over my waist in a relaxed manner.I lay there for a while, not moving. Just listening to him breathe.His hand drifted lower in his sleep, curled around my hip. His fingers brushed my bare thigh, like his body knew mine without thinking.When I finally turned to face him, his eyes were open.“Morning,” I whispered.He didn’t say it back, just looked at me. I couldn’t tell if he was thinking or trying not to.“You’re staring,” I said softly.“You’re still here,” he said.“I didn’t plan to leave.”He nodded like he knew that already, then pushed some hair from my face. Neither of us said anything for a while.Eventually, I sat up and reached for the nearest thing to cover myself. It was one of his shirts. Big, worn-in and smelled like laundry and him.He watched me put it on, his eyes didn’t
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