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Chapter 1: Fucked by My Boyfriend's Younger Brother
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2026-09-30 07:25:30Isabella had been thinking about this moment since the plane took off from Paris.
Two weeks in France had been perfect on paper—museums, late dinners, the kind of soft morning light that made everything look like a painting—but she had spent more time than she wanted to admit missing Lorenzo. Missing the weight of his arm across her waist. Missing the way he looked at her when he thought she wasn’t paying attention. By the time her flight landed she already knew exactly how she wante
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A few days passed before Isabella returned to the apartment.She had tried not to think about the incident. She had tried not to replay the exact second Federico’s eyes had landed on her naked body, the way his face had gone red, the rough sound of his voice when he apologized and fled. It should have been easy to bury. It was just an accident. Embarrassing, nothing more.Except it kept surfacing at the worst times.When she finally came back, it was because Enzo had asked her to. He had a late stack of files to finish and wanted her there. Isabella cooked dinner without being asked—simple pasta, garlic bread, salad—moving around the kitchen she already knew well. The apartment smelled like tomatoes and basil. Enzo was at the dining table, laptop open, brow furrowed in concentration. Rico’s bedroom door was closed.“I’ll call him,” Isabella said once the food was ready.Enzo barely looked up. “Thanks, baby. He’s been in there all afternoo
Filthy Desire Chapter 1: Fucked by My Boyfriend's Younger Brother
Isabella had been thinking about this moment since the plane took off from Paris.Two weeks in France had been perfect on paper—museums, late dinners, the kind of soft morning light that made everything look like a painting—but she had spent more time than she wanted to admit missing Lorenzo. Missing the weight of his arm across her waist. Missing the way he looked at her when he thought she wasn’t paying attention. By the time her flight landed she already knew exactly how she wanted to see him again.She still had the spare key he had given her months ago. It felt warm in her palm when she slid it into the lock of the apartment he shared with his younger brother. The door opened on quiet. Afternoon light cut across the living room in long stripes. No music. No voices. Enzo’s shoes were not by the door. She checked the time. He should be home any minute.A slow smile pulled at her mouth.Isabella walked straight down the hall to his bedroom and c
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The last full day arrived too quietly.Georgina woke before the sun had fully risen, the weight of Santiago’s arm still draped across her waist and the solid heat of his chest against her back. For a long time she simply lay there, eyes open in the dim light, trying to memorize the exact feel of him. The slow rise and fall of his breathing. The faint scent of his skin. The way his fingers occasionally twitched against her stomach even in sleep, like he was still holding on.When he finally stirred, he pressed a slow kiss to the back of her neck before either of them spoke.“You’re leaving tomorrow,” he said. His voice was low and rough from sleep.“Yes.”He didn’t answer right away. Instead he turned her carefully in his arms so she faced him. His eyes moved over her face in the soft morning light, quiet and intense. He brushed a strand of hair from her cheek with his thumb and left his hand there.“Then I’m taking you out tonigh
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The morning after he took her for the first time, Georgina woke up sore in the best way. Santiago’s arm was still locked around her waist, his chest solid against her back. She could feel the faint ache between her thighs and the residual wetness from the night before. When she shifted, his hand tightened and he pressed a slow kiss to the back of her neck. “Sore?” he asked, voice still rough from sleep. “A little.” “Good.” He didn’t push for more right then. He made her breakfast, made her sit on the counter while he cooked the way he always had, and kept the touches light—fingers brushing her hip, a hand at the small of her back, the occasional kiss to her temple. The care was still there. So was the hunger underneath it. By evening the hunger won. Georgina was in his room again, a
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The night after the 69, neither of them rushed. Georgina walked into Santiago’s bedroom wearing only one of his shirts. He was already there, sitting on the edge of the bed in black sweatpants, the lamp on the nightstand casting low light across the room. When he saw her, the usual calm in his expression softened into something heavier and more careful. She closed the door. The lock clicked quietly. Santiago stood and met her halfway. Instead of kissing her hard, he cupped her face with both hands and looked at her for a long moment. His thumbs brushed her cheeks. Then he leaned in and kissed her slowly — deep, unhurried, thorough. Georgina melted into it, hands resting against his bare chest. He kissed her like he had all the time in the world and no intention of wasting any of it. When he finally pulled back, he rested his forehead against hers. “You sure, Ace?” “Yes.” He kisse
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The night after he fingered her, the last of the restraint between them was gone. Georgina ended up in Santiago’s room again without either of them pretending it was an accident. The door shut. The lock clicked. He kissed her the second they were alone — deep, open-mouthed, and hungry — walking her backward until the backs of her knees hit the bed. She dropped onto the mattress and he followed her down, one knee shoving her thighs apart, already dragging her sleep shirt up and over her head. She was naked underneath. Santiago made a low, approving sound and set his mouth to work. He sucked one nipple hard, teeth grazing the peak, while his fingers pinched and rolled the other. Georgina arched with a soft cry. He switched sides, leaving both nipples wet, dark, and aching before he kissed lower. Open-mouthed, biting kisses down her stomach. A sharp suck at her hip bone. Then he shoved her thighs wide, settled on his stomach between them, and l
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