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Her Dirty Little Games(An Erotica Collection) The point of no return.
GLORIAI don’t know what came over me when I got back home. Maybe it was the silence of the house, maybe it was the fact that my knees were still weak from him, but I couldn’t stop giggling.Like some schoolgirl with a dirty secret, I sat on the edge of my bed and laughed until tears blurred my eyes.I had prayed. God knows I had prayed. Every night, begging for strength, for patience, for my husband to notice me, to touch me, to love me like a woman deserved. And every night I went to bed untouched, starving, curling my legs tight just to quiet the ache.Tonight I didn’t even bother. My Bible still sat on the nightstand, untouched. I was done asking for strength. I was done kneeling, done crying.At this point? I didn’t care if temptation overcame me. Hell, I wanted it to. I was tired. I had tried enough.And now… I had found someone who wanted me. Really wanted me. He made me feel it with every look, every word, every filthy touch.I pressed my palm between my thighs, getting wet th
Her Dirty Little Games(An Erotica Collection) I fucking want her
BAD BOYHer thighs trembled against my hand, squeezing me there like she couldn’t decide if she wanted to trap me or shove me away.I didn’t give her the choice.My fingers slid higher, past the hem, finding the thin lace that barely covered her. The sharp breath she sucked in was all the invitation I needed.“God…” she gasped.“Not God,” I murmured, pressing harder. “Me.”The heat of her pulsed through the fabric, wet already. My grin spread. “So much for being untouched.”“Please,” she whispered, her eyes squeezed shut, nails digging into her palm. “Please don’t…”But her hips betrayed her, shifting toward me, chasing the pressure.I slipped beneath the lace. My fingertips met slick heat, and her whole body jolted. A broken cry spilled from her throat, muffled when she bit down hard on her lip.“That’s it,” I coaxed, working her slow, “Don’t fight it. You’ve been starving, haven’t you?”She shook her head, but her body told me the truth, as she arched, soaking my hand with every st
Her Dirty Little Games(An Erotica Collection) It feels like heaven
BAD BOYThe second I closed the door behind me, I was already hard as fuck.Damn.That woman was fire. Every time she opened her mouth to tell me no, every time she straightened her back and tried to act holy, it just made me want her more. The game wasn’t turning me off… it was turning me on.I could still see her sitting there on my couch, clutching that purse like it could protect her. Her thighs pressed tight together, her chest rising and falling like she was trying to breathe against a storm.And all I could think was how good she was going to look when she finally broke for me.I yanked open the wardrobe, dragging out the suitcase stacked with cash. Money was never the problem. Getting her under me? That was the prize.God, that ass. The first day I stepped into that church, sat in the back pretending I gave a damn about the sermon, my eyes locked on her the second I saw her walking down the aisle. The sway of her hips under that long church skirt, the way her blouse pulled ag
Her Dirty Little Games(An Erotica Collection) This is wrong
GLORIAHis house was fine.Too fine.A wide two-story with cream walls and black gates, the kind of place you only saw in glossy magazines. Neat hedges, a tiled driveway, a chandelier glowing warm through the front window.I sat there behind the wheel, staring like a fool, my palms slick against the steering.I got out, and my legs trembled as my heels clicked against the pavement, each step feeling heavier than the last. I clutched my purse tighter to my chest, whispering under my breath: “Pick the money. Walk out. That’s all. Pick the money. Walk out.”I reached the gate. It wasn’t even locked… just pushed open with the softest touch, like he’d been expecting me. My stomach twisted.The walk up to the door felt like a mile. My breath grew short, my knees weak, but somehow, my hand still rose to knock.Three soft knocks. My knuckles barely touched the wood.The silence stretched until finally… the door swung open.And there he was.Smirk curling his lips. Tattoos snaking under the co
Her Dirty Little Games(An Erotica Collection) Not today
GLORIA“No,” I blurted, shaking my head before I could stop myself. “Michael, no. I can’t.”His brows pinched. “Why not?”“Because…” My voice cracked. I gripped the blanket tighter, scrambling for words. “We don’t even know this man. Who he is. Where he came from. For all we know he could be a scammer, or… or a kidnapper. And you want me to just walk into his house?”Michael’s face pulled into confusion. “Gloria, what’s wrong with you?”His eyes searched mine like he was trying to understand why I was flaring up so much.Heat rushed to my cheeks. I forced a quick, shaky smile and dropped my gaze. “Nothing. Nothing’s wrong. I just… I’m only concerned, that’s all. We’ve worked too hard to put the church in danger.”He let out a low chuckle, rubbing a hand over his face. “You’re overthinking it, love. I’ve already been to his house. With two other council members, in fact. That’s how we got the first half of the money tonight. He was very professional, very welcoming. Honestly, I was imp
Her Dirty Little Games(An Erotica Collection) God, forgive me.
GLORIAAs the image loaded, my stomach flipped.“What the fuck…” I whispered, my voice strangled.It was his dick.The phone slipped from my hand, landing on the table with a dull thud. My breath came sharp, too fast, my whole body breaking into a cold sweat.This was it. This was where the line ended. I needed to stop this. End it. Block him. Report him to Michael… come clean and cut this temptation off before it dragged me deeper.I pushed back my chair and stood abruptly, my knees weak, my hand fumbling for the phone. But when my eyes fell on the dark screen, my pulse spiked again.He was huge.My throat went dry. Heat pooled low in my belly, rushing between my legs. I could tell that I was wet already. “Jesus…” I gasped, pressing a trembling hand to my chest. “No. No, no, no…”I squeezed my thighs together, shame flooding through me.This wasn’t me. This couldn’t be me.I was Michael’s wife. The pastor’s wife. A servant of God.And here I was, standing in the dining room of the pa
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