LOGINChapter 2The knock came in soft again and my heart immediately slammed against my ribs as I yanked my shirt down and wiped my fingers on my bed sheet.Heat still pulsed between my legs. I crossed the room on shaky feet and cracked the door open.Alex stood there in the half-lit hall and his chest falling and rising. His eyes immediately locked on mine, dark and full of everything tempting lust.He stepped inside without waiting and closed the door behind him. The room suddenly felt smaller with him in it and the scent of his cologne dancing around my nose.“I heard you,” he said. “Every little sound you made with me in your mind driving you insane.”My cheeks burned. I wanted to deny it but the way my body still throbbed made lying pointless. Then he moved closer to me until I had to tilt my bed backward to be able to look at him. His military posture made him even taller than I remembered.“I couldn’t stop,” I whispered, the confession slipped out in the most raw and honest way pos
Chapter 1Why does my heart keep doing that stupid flip every time I feel like the car is about to turn? The late afternoon sun felt so hot along the driveway and my sundress was damp against my back where it stuck to my skin.Alex unfolded himself from the driver’s seat and his shirt stretched tight across his chest and those arms looked like they couldn’t lift me without even trying.When he saw me his face broke into a familiar crooked grin I remembered but now it hit different and deeper.“Hey stranger,” he said, his voice low and rough. Before I could answer he pulled me into a hug. His body presses very firmly against my chest.His scent hit me—clean and sweet and the smell of something woodsy from his cologne. My breasts flattened against him, soft and full, and for a second too long neither of us let go.Inside the house, the family buzzed with noise. Mom and Dad had had the place packed for their anniversary and my cousins and aunts kept calling to wish them a ‘Happy annivers
Chapter 2The next day’s stream started just like other days. I sat on the edge of the bed, the laptop casting a glow on my skin. My hands trembled as I adjusted the camera angle with my face hidden.Regular47 had already tipped a hundred dollars even before I said hello. My heart raced with a mixture of fear and excitement.His message popped up immediately.I know who you are. You’re Vida. Does Mark know his sweet wife is fingering herself for strangers?A screenshot followed. A picture of me from last night; my lips parted in that rough moan. My breath hitched.“How?” I typed back fast, my fingers trembling around the keyboard. “Please, I’ll refund everything, just delete the picture.”He replied with his biggest tip ever: I don't accept refunds, just turn on the video call and no voice changer this time. Say my name while you touch that soaked pussy.Shame burned inside my chest. Mark trusted me yet here I was clicking accept on the video call because the heat pooling between my l
Chapter 1Vida’s POVMy husband, Mark, had just left for a month-long trip while I stood in the kitchen staring at the stack of bills on the counter.Thirty-two years old, married to the man who loved me endlessly, and here I was, wondering how we’d cover the car repair and credit card minimums. My body ached so badly that no amount of yoga could fix it. I needed something reckless… something just for me.I poured the last red wine into the glass and carried it up upstairs. The laptop screen glowed as I created the website account. VelvetVixen. I, however, slipped into the black lace set I bought on impulse last year, which cupped my breasts and left my hips bare. My nipples already tightened against the thin fabric when I sat on the edge of the bed and hit “Go Live.”At first, I only teased myself. Fingers tracing the lace, slow circles over my thighs with a hand full of strangers typed hearts and fire emojis. I saw the tips trickle in, I told myself it was just for money but whe
Chapter 3 I returned to his residence the next evening, my body already burning with anticipation. The ache from the previous night had not left me. Instead, it had grown deeper, turning into a consistent throb that made me press my thighs together almost every second. When I knocked, he opened the door and pulled me inside without a word. The moment the door closed, Dr Brandy cupped my face and kissed me so hard that I was almost gasping for air. His hands went down my body and gripped my waist as he guided me to his bedroom this time. “Tonight you’ll give me everything, Freya,” he said with a rumbling voice. “I’m not going to hold back. You belong to me completely in this room.” I nodded, my breath already shallow. He slowly undressed me until I stood naked in front of him, my nipples hard from the cool air and the way his eyes devoured every part of my skin. He removed his own shirt revealing the strong lines of his chest, then took out a silk blindfold from his drawer. “
Chapter 2I arrived at Dr. Brandy’s residence at exactly eight, holding my journal tightly across my breasts. My body still remembered every second of what had happened in his office, the slickness between my thighs, and the ache had refused to go away.I wore a red blouse and a black skirt that hugged my hips. My curls hung loose around my shoulders. The door opened before I could think. Dr Brandy stood there in a crisp white shirt with the top button undone, revealing a glimpse of smooth skin.His sleeve rolled up showing those strong forearms, his eyes swept over me slowly like he was already undressing me in his mind.“Come inside Freya,” he said, his voice steady.I stepped into the hallway and the door clicked shut behind me. The house smelled of rich bergamot. He did not offer me a drink; instead, he led me straight to his study, a neat room lined with bookshelves.“Sit,” he commanded, pointing to the leather chair in front of the desk.I sat down, my heart pounding so fast I







