Se connecterCHAPTER SIXONE MONTH LATER The last tutoring session was supposed to be simple.Daphne’s exams were over. College acceptance letters had arrived. Her parents threw a small dinner to celebrate. They invited Elise as a thank-you for all the hard work. The dining table was set with candles and good china. Daphne’s mother kept refilling wine glasses and praising Elise for the miracle she had worked on Daphne’s grades.Elise sat across from Daphne, polite and composed, answering questions about her teaching methods. Every time Daphne looked at her, the pendant under her blouse felt heavier. Elise had given it to her the weekend before, a quiet promise that said they were not done.After dinner, Daphne’s parents insisted on clearing the table themselves. “You girls go relax in the library,” her mother said with a smile. “Talk about Daphne’s future. You’ve earned it.”Daphne led Elise down the hall. The library door closed behind them. The lock turned.They stood there for a long seco
CHAPTER FIVE Daphne opened her eyes to the soft glow of sunlight slipping through the curtains. The bed beside her was empty and cool. Elise had slipped out before dawn to avoid any questions. The sheets still carried her scent, a faint mix of vanilla and skin that made Daphne’s chest tighten. She rolled over and buried her face in the pillow Elise had used. Her body felt tender in places she had never known could ache so sweetly. Every shift of her hips reminded her of the weekend, of Elise’s mouth, her fingers, the way the harness had filled her completely. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand. She reached for it and saw the text from her mother downstairs. *Breakfast is ready. Don’t forget about school.* Daphne typed back a quick *Coming* and forced herself out of bed. In the bathroom mirror, small marks bloomed on her neck and collarbone. She touched one gently and felt heat rush between her legs again. She chose her uniform carefully. The pleated skirt that
CHAPTER FOUR Daphne’s phone buzzed on the nightstand and pulled her from the haze of sleep. She reached for it blindly and squinted at the screen. A text from her mother read: *We’re heading out for the weekend trip now. Be good, study hard, and tell Elise we said hi when she comes over. Love you!*Daphne smiled and felt her heart race. She typed a quick reply: *Love you too, have fun!* Then she set the phone aside and rolled over.Elise was already awake. She propped herself on one elbow and watched Daphne with half-lidded eyes. She didn't go back yesterday. She slept right in Daphne’s room.The sheet had slipped low on her hips and revealed the smooth line of her back and the curve of her waist. Daphne’s breath caught at the sight.“Your parents?” Elise asked. Her voice sounded husky from sleep.Daphne nodded. “They just left. The house is empty until Sunday night.”Elise’s smile came slow and wicked. She leaned in and kissed Daphne softly, morning breath and all. The kiss deepen
CHAPTER THREE The pull between them grew stronger with every passing session, a silent current that made the air in the Harlow house feel charged whenever Elise stepped through the door.She arrived that evening carrying the weight of careful planning beneath her calm exterior. The black velvet pouch tucked inside her satchel held tools she had chosen with deliberate intent: a slim, powerful vibrator with multiple settings, soft leather cuffs lined in velvet, a bottle of silky lube, and the harness she had only dared imagine using until now. The thought of introducing them to Daphne had kept her awake the night before, body thrumming with anticipation.Daphne waited just inside the entrance, eyes bright and restless. Her parents had left for their evening out less than an hour earlier, and the house felt deliciously empty. She wore only a thin silk robe that clung to her damp skin, fresh from the shower. The scent of her floral body lotion drifted toward Elise, sweet and intoxica
CHAPTER TWO Two days passed in a haze of stolen glances and barely contained anticipation.Elise arrived for the next scheduled session on Wednesday evening with her usual leather satchel slung over her shoulder and her composure locked tightly in place. Inside, her blood hummed. She had replayed the library scene countless times: the taste of Daphne on her tongue, the way the girl’s thighs had trembled around her ears, the broken, reverent sound of her name when Daphne came.Daphne opened the front door herself this time. Her parents were home—voices drifted from the kitchen where dinner was being prepared—but the girl’s hazel eyes locked onto Elise’s with unmistakable hunger. She wore a simple pale-blue sundress that skimmed her thighs, thin straps revealing the delicate line of her collarbones. No sweater tonight. No attempt to hide.“Hi,” Daphne whispered, cheeks already pink. “They’re eating soon. We’ll have the library to ourselves.”Elise nodded once, stepping inside. The brus
CHAPTER ONE !! Beware this is a Lesbian love!! Elise Moreau had tutored dozens of college-bound students over the years, yet none lingered in her thoughts the way Daphne Harlow did. The girl possessed a sharp mind that sparkled whenever she focused, but focus came rarely. More often, Daphne sat with her pen idle, her lower lip caught between her teeth, her gaze drifting in ways that made Elise’s skin prickle with awareness she refused to name.At nineteen, Daphne carried herself like someone still learning the weight of her own body. Long auburn hair spilled over her shoulders in loose waves that caught the lamplight whenever she turned her head. Her hazel eyes, framed by unfairly thick lashes, held a quiet intensity that made Elise’s pulse stutter more than once. Daphne favored soft oversized sweaters that slipped off one shoulder and pleated skirts that brushed her knees, as though she hoped the fabric might hide the gentle swell of her hips and the curve of her breasts. It ne







