Mag-log in"You're sorry?"She nodded."You think sorry is going to fix this?" I grabbed one of the books and held it up, the ruined page facing her. "You think an apology is going to un-ruin something I spent two years saving for?""I said I'm sorry, okay? Jeez.""Jeez?" I stared at her in disbelief. "That's your response? You ruin something that belongs to me and you're annoyed because I'm not accepting your half-assed apology?"She rolled her eyes.Actually rolled them. Like I was the one being unreasonable."God, Finn, why are you acting like I killed someone? It's just books. I can get you others if you're so pressed about it."Just books."These aren't just books, you ignorant child. These are limited editions. Out of print. Some of them don't exist anymore. You can't just 'get others' from Amazon or wherever you buy your glittery shit.""Don't call me a child.""Then don't act like one." I threw the book down on the bed. "You came into my room. Went through my stuff. Destroyed property yo
I ended up going to the library that day, and for the next two weeks until my exams were over. I couldn't risk my future because of one bratty girl who seemed to care about nothing except partying, annoying everyone around her, and doing whatever the hell she wanted.I needed to graduate at the top of my class. I needed a good job, enough money to get my own place, and a one-way ticket out of this hellhole. The sooner I could get away from my father, Astrid, and especially Ella, the better.I got out of my car and adjusted my glasses before walking toward the front door. I stopped with my hand hovering over the handle.For a full minute, I just stood there.I didn't know why I was hesitating. It was my house too. I'd lived here for more than twenty years. But after spending the last two weeks avoiding everyone inside it, walking through that door somehow felt like stepping back into a life I wasn't ready to deal with.Finally, I pushed the door open.The first thing I hoped was that I
♧FINN♧There were three things I hated with a passion.Advanced Control Systems, the one subject threatening to ruin my perfect grades and cost me my valedictorian spot. Shellfish, because I had almost fucking died the first time I ate it without knowing I was allergic.And my piece of shit father.But nothing came close to how much I hated the daughter of his newest wife. The wife he married four months ago right after he dumped his fifth one.Astrid was different from the women my father had married over the years. For one, she was younger. Much younger. But the biggest difference was that she came with a daughter.My father hated children. I knew that because he had never let me forget that I was nothing more than the result of a broken condom. He reminded me of it every chance he got, as if I needed the reminder that my existence had been an accident.After I was born, he had a vasectomy to make sure there would never be another "accident." He had also never associated himself wi
The command shattered something inside me. My pussy clamped down hard on his thick cock as I came and I screamed into the evening air. The sound carried over the quiet water. My whole body locked up as wave after wave ripped through me while he kept fucking me through it. Every thrust dragged against my sensitive walls and made the pleasure sharper almost too much.His pace turned erratic and his hips slammed against my ass in short, hard strokes. His breathing was harsh and ragged against my shoulder blades. Sweat from his chest stuck to my back."I’m close," he panted. "Sophie, I’m gonna—""Not inside me.' The words tumbled out in a rush. My voice was shaky and broken. "I’m not on the pill. And I might be ovulating."He cursed under his breath and pulled out of me in one quick motion. The sudden emptiness made me whimper. He spun me around so I faced him, then stroked his slick, shiny cock twice with a tight fist. Thick, hot ropes of cum landed across my lower stomach and the tops
We stayed in Paris for a full week instead of the three days we had first planned. The days fell into a simple pattern. Laurel and I woke up late, ate breakfast on the balcony, and then toured the city.We saw the Eiffel Tower up close, wandered through old streets, and sat in quiet cafés watching people go by. Lucas joined us every evening. He would walk through the door, drop his bag, and pull both of us into bed. We fucked until the early hours. By the fifth day his work was finished. After that he stayed with us the whole time. He held my hand on the sidewalks. He kissed Laurel in front of open windows. He looked at me like I belonged there.We never talked about what we were. I knew Lucas and Laurel were together. I also knew I was sleeping with both of them. If someone forced me to choose, I would not have known what to say. I liked them both. From the way they touched me and looked at me, they seemed to like me too. But I could not stop the fear that sat in my chest. What wou
I sucked harder, taking him as deep as I could. Laurel’s tongue worked steadily along the shaft below my lips while her hand cupped and squeezed his balls.Lucas’s hips bucked and his hand tightened in my hair, holding me there as a rough sound left his throat.Then he came.Hot, thick spurts flooded my mouth. I swallowed instinctively, but there was too much of him. Some of it escaped the corner of my lips and slid down my chin in a slow, sticky trail. Laurel leaned in right away and licked it off my skin before she kissed me deeply. Her tongue pushed his cum into my mouth and then pulled it back into hers as we shared the warm, salty taste between us.Lucas sat up suddenly and grabbed us both. His mouth crashed against mine, then Laurel's, then back to mine. Each kiss left me dizzier than the last."I want to be inside you," he rasped against my lips. "Now."He positioned me on all fours. My face pressed into the pillow and my ass stayed high in the air. I felt his fingers part my s







