Kael’s mother gave me one last look before standing. “Think about what I said, Sophia,” she said softly, then turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.
I let out a shaky breath, sinking further into the bed. Before I could gather my thoughts, the door opened again. Kael walked back inside. My chest tightened, and without thinking, I grabbed the blanket and pulled it over my head, burying myself in it. I couldn’t face him. “Sophia.” His voice was soft, and I heard his footsteps approach the bed. The mattress dipped as he sat down beside me. “Sophia, look at me.” “I’m sorry,” I mumbled under the blanket, my voice muffled and shaky. “I didn’t mean for this to happen. I’m so sorry for everything.” The blanket shifted as he gently tugged it away from my face. I squeezed my eyes shut, my cheeks burning with embarrassment, but then I felt his warm hand on mine. “Sophia,” he said quietly. “Look at me.” I hesitated before slowly opening my eyes. He was looking at me with an expression I couldn’t quite read—gentle, maybe even kind. “It’s okay,” he said, his voice steady. “You don’t have to apologize. I should’ve been more careful… but don’t blame yourself for this.” My lip quivered as I tried to hold back tears. “But it’s my fault. I—” He shook his head, cutting me off. “No. It’s not.” His hand moved to brush a strand of hair from my face. “And since this is your first time, I want you to know something.” I blinked at him, my heart pounding. “What?” “I’ll cherish it,” he said simply, his eyes locking with mine. “And as for your mom’s hospital bills… I’ll pay them. All of them.” My breath caught, and I stared at him, unable to speak. “I mean it,” he continued, his voice calm but firm. “You don’t need to worry about it anymore.” Tears welled up in my eyes, and I couldn’t stop them from spilling over. “Why would you do that for me?” I whispered. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead, his lips warm against my skin. “Because you deserve it,” he said softly. “I’ll be back soon, okay? Just rest for now.” I nodded, unable to find the words to respond. He stood and left the room quietly, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I sank back into the bed, pulling the blanket up to my chin. My mind raced, replaying everything that had just happened. How did I end up here? I closed my eyes, letting the memories come flooding back. Not too long ago, I was just a normal high school student. My mom was my whole world—my best friend, my rock. She was a single mother, and I did everything I could to help her. I’d cook, clean, and take care of her when she was tired from work. She always told me I was her little angel. But everything changed when she got sick. It started with small things—fevers, fatigue—but it quickly got worse. The hospital bills piled up, and we had no way to pay them. I had to quit school to take care of her, but even that wasn’t enough. I thought we’d lose everything. And then there was Kael. I’d seen him on TV so many times—a billionaire, known for his power and influence. He was untouchable, like a dream that could never be mine. But I admired him. I always did. One day, I saw a job offer in the newspaper—a maid position at his estate. I didn’t think I’d actually get it, but I applied anyway. I was desperate. When they called me back and told me I got the job, I couldn’t believe it. I thought maybe this was my chance. Maybe I could pay off the debt, take care of my mom, and put our lives back together. But now… now I wasn’t so sure. I stared at the ceiling, the weight of everything pressing down on me. What was I supposed to do now? Could I even face Kael again after all this? I closed my eyes, trying to block out the thoughts, but one question kept echoing in my mind: what happens next? I lay there for a while, my mind spinning with everything that had happened. Finally, I sat up, wiping the tears from my face. My eyes landed on my maid uniform crumpled on the floor. With a shaky breath, I got out of bed, clutching the blanket around me as I bent to pick it up. Before I could grab it, the door burst open. Startled, I straightened up. Two maids walked in. One of them held a stunning gown—long, sleek, and more luxurious than anything I had ever seen. The other carried a small box, which she opened to reveal sparkling jewelry. I blinked at them, completely confused. "What… what’s going on?" One of the maids gave me a polite smile. "Mr. Kael said we should get you dressed." I stared at her, my mouth dry. "Dressed? For what?" "For an occasion tonight," the second maid said, holding up the gown. "He asked us to prepare you." I hugged the blanket tighter around me, my heart racing. "But why? I don’t… I don’t understand." The first maid set the jewelry box on the dresser, her expression calm. "We’re just following orders, Miss." "But I’m just a maid," I said, my voice trembling. The second maid gave me a soft look. "Not tonight, you’re not." I stood frozen, unsure of what to do. "I don’t think I should—" "Please, Miss," the first maid interrupted gently. "We don’t want to upset Mr. Kael." The mention of his name made me swallow hard. Slowly, I nodded. "Okay… I guess." The second maid smiled and gestured to the gown. "Let’s get you ready, then." I glanced at the dress again, the rich fabric shining under the light. It looked so out of place in this room, like it belonged in another world. Still clutching the blanket, I hesitated. "I don’t even know how to wear something like that." "Don’t worry, we’ll help you," the first maid said, her tone reassuring. Before I could say anything else, they gently guided me to the dresser. One started brushing my hair while the other laid out the dress and jewelry. As they worked, I couldn’t stop the questions swirling in my mind. Why was Kael doing this? What kind of occasion was this? And why did it involve me? I bit my lip, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I barely recognized myself.Elena’s hand slid down his chest, and with trembling fingers, she unbuckled his belt. He didn’t resist, his eyes never leaving hers as she pulled his zipper down. He was so hard, and she felt his cock throb against her palm.He reached under her skirt, finding her panties soaked through. His fingers slid over her smooth skin, and he groaned into her mouth. He hadn’t realized how much he’d wanted this until her warm, wet heat was in his hand.Her hips moved with the rhythm of his touch, her breath coming in quick, little gasps. She whispered his name, over and over, like a prayer.Dorian’s hand found her wetness, the heat of it making his blood pulse. He slid one finger into her, her pussy tightening around him. He groaned, deep in his chest, feeling the warmth and wetness of her. She was so ready, so eager.Elena broke the kiss, her eyes glazed with lust. “Professor,” she breathed, “please, I want you inside me. Right here, right now. No one will ever know.”Dorian’s smile was a mix o
Title: Office Hours Genre: Contemporary Erotica, Taboo Romance, Power Dynamics ************************************************The rain tapped gently against the tall window in Professor Dorian Blackwell’s office. The air smelled of books and coffee, quiet and heavy with something unspoken. The lamp on his desk glowed warm, casting shadows across the leather-bound volumes that lined the shelves.Elena Voss stood outside his door for a moment, heart pounding, her fingers brushing over her skirt as she gathered her courage.She didn’t come for her grade. She didn’t come to talk about class. She came to have him.She knocked once and stepped in.Dorian looked up from a paper he was marking, glasses low on his nose. “Miss Voss,” he said, his voice deep, unreadable. “Come in.”Elena shut the door softly behind her and walked over, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. She sat down in the chair across from him. Her legs crossed slowly, her eyes never leaving his.They talked about he
Two Weeks LaterThe sun filtered softly through the bedroom curtains, casting lazy golden rays across tangled sheets and intertwined limbs. Kara stirred beneath Jace, still half-asleep, her cheek pressed to his chest as he brushed lazy fingers down her back. The house had been their private world for two blissfully reckless weeks—no rules, no guilt, just stolen kisses, whispered confessions, and the kind of intimacy neither of them had ever known before.And then the front door slammed.The sound shattered the silence like a gunshot. Kara jolted upright, heart racing.Jace blinked. “Shit. They’re back early.”Footsteps thundered up the stairs, followed by the unmistakable voice of her mother.“Kara? Jace? Are you here?”Panic surged through Kara as she scrambled to grab the blanket, pulling it up to cover her bare chest. But it was too late. The door burst open—and there stood her mother and Jace’s father, their expressions morphing from confusion to horror in an instant.Jace, still
Her body was still sensitive from their earlier encounters, and she felt the beginnings of an orgasm building deep within her. Kara’s breath hitched in her throat as she felt the muscles in her pussy tighten around him, trying to resist the onslaught. But Jace was merciless, his cock pummeling her with a force that was both exhilarating and overwhelming. She bit down on her lip, her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to hold back the moan that threatened to escape."You like it, don't you?" Jace whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "You love being my little slut, don't you?"Kara's eyes flew open, the sting of his words mixing with the ache between her legs. She tried to protest, but her voice was lost in a whimper as he swelled inside her. "Jace, stop, please," she begged, her voice weak and trembling. "We can do it again tomorrow."But Jace was lost in his own haze of desire, his hips unyielding as he continued to pound into her. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a bruising
He leaned down, his breath hot against her ear. "You can," he murmured, his voice a seductive command. "You're mine to use, and I'm going to make you come so hard you won't be able to think straight."Kara's eyes rolled back in her head, her body responding despite her protests. Jace's cock was a relentless force, hammering into her with a rhythm that was both brutal and beautiful. She could feel the tension building again, the pressure in her core threatening to shatter her into a million pieces.As she felt the orgasm begin to take hold, she brought her legs down, wrapping them around his waist. Jace took the hint, moving up so that their chests were pressed together, his arms snaking around her to hold her tight. He kissed her hard, claiming her mouth with the same urgency he claimed her body. Kara's hands found their way into his hair, pulling him closer as she matched his fervor, her legs locked around his waist, urging him deeper.The position was new, more intimate than before.
They're not married," Jace said firmly, his hips never ceasing their rhythmic movement. "It's all a façade. Legally, we're not siblings."Kara's mind spun, the implications of his words hitting her like a sledgehammer. It was true—they'd never had a formal wedding, never legally become family. The line she'd drawn in the sand to keep her feelings in check had been an illusion all along. She felt a twinge of guilt, but it was quickly swamped by the dark thrill of the possibility that Jace was opening up to her."Jace, are you sure?" she breathed, her voice shaking.He leaned over her, his hand sliding down her back to caress the red marks on her ass. "Positive," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "And now that you know, you can let go completely. You can be mine."Kara's eyes searched his, a mix of doubt and excitement. "What if they find out?"Jace's laugh was rich and unapologetic. "Let them," he said, his voice a seductive rumble. "They can't tell us what to do anymore. We're