Forbidden After Dark: A Collection of Forbidden Desires

Kamilla's POVThe delicate teacup slipped from my fingers, shattering against the tiled kitchen floor with a sharp crack that echoed through the quiet house. My heart hammered in my chest as I stared at Mr. Alfred standing there, shirtless, his broad shoulders and chiseled chest glistening under the morning light filtering through the window. He wore only a pair of loose shorts that hung low on his hips, revealing the V-shaped trail of dark hair leading downward. Heat flooded my body, not from embarrassment, but from the sudden rush of desire that made my thighs clench involuntarily.I'd come over to Katrina's place for the holidays, crashing in the guest room like old times. Her dad, widowed for two years now, had always been a distant figure, polite, handsome in that rugged, older-guy way, but off-limits. Until this moment, catching him fresh from a shower, his skin still damp, muscles flexing as he reached for a towel on the counter. My gaze dropped lower, to the bulge cock strai

Kamilla's POV“Daddy!!!” Katrina's scream pierced the air like a siren, her eyes bulging as she caught me mid-ride on her father's thick cock. I was grinding down hard, my pussy clenching around him, chasing that building orgasm when the door flew open.I yanked myself off him in a panic, his dick slipping out with a wet pop, leaving me dripping and exposed. Shock hit me like ice water, five years of friendship with Katrina, all those secrets we shared, gone in a heartbeat. My face burned with embarrassment as I scrambled for something to cover up, but there was nothing close enough.“I… I can explain,” I stammered, my voice barely heard, my heart hammering in my chest.Katrina's face twisted in fury, her hands balling into fists. “Explain? There's nothing to explain, Kamilla! I don't want to hear a word from you. Just get the hell out of this house! Now!”She spun toward her father, Mr. Alfred, who was sitting up on the bed, his cock still semi-hard and slick from me. “And you…I'm so