ログインScarlett's POVI've been wet since noon and it has nothing to do with the pool.My brother Dane's three best friends are here. Cade, Jett, and Easton. They've been in and out of this house since middle school, sleeping on our couches, eating our food, walking around shirtless in the summer heat while I sat at the kitchen table pretending not to stare.I've fantasized about them for years.Cade is the one who leads without asking. Dark eyes that pin you in place, a jaw sharp enough to cut glass, and this quiet confidence that makes everyone else follow. Jett is chaos in human form. Tattoos climbing up his forearms and disappearing under his shirt, a grin like the world owes him a good time, loud and reckless and so stupidly hot it makes my teeth ache. He says the filthiest things with the easiest smile.And Easton. Sharp-jawed, quiet, watchful. Easton's been looking at me like something he wants to devour since I turned eighteen. Those dark eyes follow me everywhere. I've imagined th
Mabel's POVHe pushes into me from behind, one long, relentless thrust, and the angle is so deep, that my hands grip the arm of the couch, and a silent cry tears from my throat.He's thicker from this angle, a brutal stretch that makes me feel split in two. His cockhead grinds against a spot deep inside, a hidden, devastating trigger that makes my legs shake uncontrollably.He grabs a handful of my hair, winding it around his fist, and pulls my head back, but gently now, conscious of my proximity to Mom. My face is inches from hers. I can smell her night cream, a soft lavender scent, and the stale wine on her breath. He drapes the blanket over my body, covering my back and his hips. He fucks me bent over the couch arm with a deep, grinding brutality that makes the couch groan against the floor.His hips slam against my ass, the slap of flesh on flesh muffled by the blanket."You want to know how many times I've pictured this?" he whispers, his voice a guttural rasp directly in my ear
Mabel's POVHe's so deep inside me that I feel the thick, blunt head of him kissing somewhere behind my navel.I'm on his lap with his cock buried to the hilt, every vein and ridge pressed against my clutching walls.My mother is sleeping three feet to our left, her breathing a soft, rhythmic rasp. The blanket hides everything, a tent of wool concealing me beneath while I’m sitting on my stepdad’s big cock.I start rocking. Slow, grinding rolls of my hips that churn his length inside me. I barely lift off him, before sinking back down, feeling the glorious drag of his cockhead rubbing against my walls.The friction on my g-spot from this angle, makes my jaw clench so tight my teeth ache, and keeping silent is the hardest thing I've done in my life.His thumb finds my clit under the blanket, and rubs in slow, wet circles while I grind on him. His other hand slides up my tank top and cups my breast, squeezing the soft weight.He rolls my nipple between rough, calloused fingers, pinching
Mabel's POVMy stepdad’s thigh is pressed against mine under the blanket and I am one deep breath away from doing something catastrophic.It’s family movie night. Me, my mom, and my stepdad are crammed onto the couch with a blanket over all three of us like we’re a normal family.Noah is between us — forty-four, ex-athlete, broad chest, thick arms, silver at his temples, the kind of man who fills a doorframe and makes your brain stop working when he rolls his sleeves up.He married my mom a year ago, and I’ve been fantasizing about him since the first time he walked into our house and shook my hand.His palm swallowed mine and something in my stomach flipped and never flipped back after that.I’ve spent a year coming home from college and sitting across from this man at dinner, pretending my underwear isn’t slowly soaking through.A year of catching him staring at my legs in shorts, at my mouth when I eat, at the strip of skin between my shirt and my waistband when I stretch.A year o
Sienna's POVI straddle him and sink onto his cock and the look on his face when I take control is the most satisfying thing I've earned all semester.Better than any grade. Better than the orgasm on his desk.The man who just edged me until I cried is gripping the armrests of his chair while I roll my hips on his cock. He's still hard—still thick and pulsing inside me—and my oversensitive walls clench at the stretch."You thought we were done?" I murmur, leaning forward so my lips brush his ear. "I've waited fourteen weeks for this. We're not done until I say we're done.""Hands on the armrests," I say, straightening up. "Don't move them."His jaw clenches. His fingers white-knuckle the leather. He's still wet with both of us, and when I look down, I can see his cum glistening at the base of his shaft, mixed with my own arousal."Look at you," I say, echoing his earlier words. "The great Professor Thorne. Sitting there with his cock buried in his student. Do you like this? Being tol
Sienna's POVHe grabs my hips and spins me around and lifts me onto his desk. Papers crumple under my ass and his nameplate clatters to the floor.He pushes my knees to my chest and parts my legs wide so I'm sitting on his desk with my thighs spread and my pussy completely exposed.He stands between my legs staring at my cunt like he's reading the most interesting text he's encountered all year."Look at you," he murmurs, running a thumb through my wetness and spreading me open. "Already dripping and I haven't even touched you yet. You've been sitting in my lecture hall with this soaking cunt under your skirt for months, haven't you?"I nod."No panties to office hours," he says, gripping my hips and pulling me to the edge of the desk. His thumb circles my clit once, slow, watching my face. "You planned this.""Since September," I say."Since September," he repeats, and something dark flickers behind his glasses. "Fourteen weeks of watching you cross those legs in the front row, knowi
Kat’s POVMilo lies on the bench and pulls me on top. I sink onto his cock and the stretch still makes me gasp because every entry feels new when your walls are this raw.I feel him sliding through the slickness inside me, cum and arousal and the remnants of every man who's been in me tonight. The
Kat’s POVThe shower spray hits my skin and washes the tears, spit and sweat off my body. For three seconds it feels like a reset.Then all three of them step in with me.Jaxon pushes me against the tile, so my back is lined with the wall. He lifts my leg over his hip and drives into me in one thru
Kat's POVI'm on my hands and knees on the bench with a belt around my throat and Milo standing behind me holding the end like a leash. My arms are trembling. My pussy is swollen and dripping from riding Jaxon and my thighs are slick.I can smell myself mixed with Jaxon's sweat and the combination
Kat’s POVJaxon sits on the bench and pulls me onto his lap. My knees land on either side of his hips, and the head of his cock presses against my entrance.“I’ve never done this,” I say, and I hate how small my voice sounds.“We know,” Milo says from behind me. “Why do you think we wanted you?”J







