LOGINAurora’s POV
The moment I heard my mom's voice, my heart leaped into my throat. Shit. When did she return? "Thought you said she went out with your dad?" I instantly pulled away from him. “She did,” Albert said, nodding too fast as he scrambled to pull up his trousers. “Aurora?” My mother’s voice was closer now, just right outside my door. Panic surged through me. She couldn’t see Albert here. She’d lose her mind. She'd think all the negative thoughts thinkable. "Go." I whispered urgently as I stood, reaching for my bathrobe. "Inside the bathroom." “What?” He froze, eyes wide. "Now." I hissed. He didn’t argue. He tiptoed into the bathroom just as I shrugged into the robe. My fingers fumbled with the tie. Just as I managed to knot it, the door to my room swung open. "Mom." I stood stiffly, forcing a smile. "Hi." My heart was pounding so loud I was afraid she might hear it. Her eyes swept over me, then the room, brows arching with suspicion. "Where's Albert?" "Ummm…" My mind scrambled. "He went out." "But his bike is still outside." She frowned, folding her arms across her chest. Fuck. One more lie and she'd suspect, if she wasn't suspecting already. Think. Think. "His friends came by…” I said quickly. “And they all went to the basketball court together." The words tasted wrong as soon as they left my mouth. Would she buy it? "Oh." She nodded slowly, but her eyes kept scanning my room like she was searching for evidence. My palms were sweating. Did she hear something? See something out of place? "What about Tony?" I asked, grasping for distraction. She gave me a look. "He's your father, Aurora." Stepfather. I screamed in my mind. “Right. Father.” I forced the word out, painfully aware that Albert was a thin wall away, probably hearing every syllable. "Are you okay?" She took a step closer, studying my face. "You're acting weird." "Yeah. I'm fine." I tried to keep my voice steady. "Just tired. I need to rest. That's all." Please leave. Please just leave. She watched me another second, then sighed. "Okay. I came back home to ask Albert something. Your dad got a call from work." "Sorry about that." "I'll be heading back out. I'm going to visit Mrs. Rory and then the grocery store." She moved toward the door, then paused. "You sure you're alright?" "Completely fine, Mom." "Okay. Take care. I'll be back before it gets dark." I held my breath until I heard her footsteps fade down the hallway. Then the front door closing. Then her car starting in the driveway. Only when the sound of her engine disappeared did I finally let out a loud breath. I waited another minute, just to be safe, before opening the bathroom door. Albert stood there, eyes wide, shoulders tense. "That was too close," he whispered. "Way too close." My hands were still shaking from the adrenaline. He noticed. He always did. He took my hands in his, grounding me. “Hey,” he murmured. “It’s okay.” His other hand rose to my cheek, warm and steady. Before I could think, he leaned in and kissed me again. I didn’t stop him. I melted into it, my fingers sliding up around his neck, my body still humming with fear and relief and something reckless. We should’ve stopped. Mom almost catching us should’ve been enough. But it wasn’t. He was too irresistible. And in that moment, all I knew was that I wanted him. All of him. I pulled back slightly and trailed a finger down his chest. “Tell me to stop,” I whispered, grinding against him. I knew he had no second thoughts but I wanted to be sure he didn't. “Never.” He murmured, pulling me back into the kiss. I felt him harder under me as his hands gripped my hips. He pulled back and his silver grey eyes that were half lidded with desire locked onto mine. “You're making it fucking hard for me to resist you.” “Then don't.” I bit my lower lip. He licked at my throat and sucked softly right under my ear. “Fuck.” I purred as he began to rock slightly, gripping my hips tighter. “I’m going to fuck you till you beg me to stop,” he growled, flipping me so my back faced him. He loosened the knot of my robe and caressed my breasts from behind. “I dare you,” I challenged, looking over my shoulder with a half-smile on my face. He pulled the robe from my shoulders, and it fell to my feet. “Are you sure?” He kissed my shoulder while his hands caressed my breasts, my stomach, and lower. “Uh-huh,” I replied, rubbing my butt against the bulge of his trousers. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He walked a finger down my back, goosebumps prickling across my skin, then his hand came down hard against my ass. The sound startled me more than the sting. A breathless laugh slipped out before I could stop it, my skin burning where he’d touched. He made me bend, my hips facing him in a standing doggy-style position. “Pretty little cunt.” He murmured as his fingers rubbed my wet pussy “It feels so good,” I moaned, turning my face slightly to the side.” His fingers dug into my entrance and I moaned louder. “Albert-oh-my…fuck.” I couldn't control myself. The way his fingers moved in and out of me, God. I wanted him to fuck me so badly. “Yes. Scream my name baby,” he increased this pace as the sloppy sound filled the room. “Albert…what are you doing to me?” I whimpered. His free hand gripped my hair as his other hand fucked me. He finally pulled his fingers out and licked them like it was ice cream. “Yummy. You taste so sweet.” “Give me more.” I begged. He dropped to his knees, facing my ass. His hands pinned my hips and he buried his tongue in my pussy. I completely shattered at that moment. It had been so long since I’d last been sucked, I almost forgot the feeling. “Oh-my-God…you're so fucking good…” I cried. He licked me slowly, his tongue flat, the teasing in circles right where I needed. I tightened my grip on my knees as I felt the warmth of his tongue inside me. I couldn't think. Couldn't even breathe. He was stealing my breath away. “Please…don't stop…” He sucked on my clit, tongue dipping inside and out of me like he was tongue fucking me. I closed my eyes and I swear to God, I saw stars. It was only a matter of seconds before my orgasm spilled out like a tap left on. I tried to pull away but he held me firmly. “Do it baby.” He ordered, moving his tongue deeper inside me. “FUCKKK….” I cried out and my juices came pouring out into his mouth. He licked every drop like it was the best thing he had ever tasted.Sienna's POVHe spread my legs, rubbed his fingers on the lips of my pussy through the underwear before hooking his hand in the band and pulling them out.“Ready to get fucked?” His eyes were dark and hungry.“Yes… please, fuck me,” I whispered, tugging the hem of my dress higher until I was bare below, heat pooling and aching for him.“No,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding, pressing his fingers against my clit. The slow, deliberate strokes made me shiver and gasp, my body trembling with need as I begged for more.“Please daddy,” I bit a finger. “Fuck me.”“Yeahhh…that's what I wanna hear.” He murmured, grabbing my hips and drawing me closer. “How about I lick you dry, hmm?”“Please,” I moaned, tilting my head to the side as his lips found my soaked heat.Fuck!I bit my lip, trying desperately to stifle the moans threatening to escape me.He licked my wetness, nibbed at my folds before sliding his tongue back into my entrance.“Yess…” I whimpered, arching my back off the bed
Sienna's POVCraving my best friend’s father was a line my thoughts should never have crossed. And yet, the way his touch unraveled me made it impossible to think clearly. Every slow, knowing movement sent pleasure curling deep inside me, stealing my breath and leaving my body aching for more. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt so undone, so exquisitely aware of every nerve.When his fingers withdrew from my entrance, it didn’t leave me empty for long. He traced lazy, teasing circles around my clit, lingering just enough to make the sensitivity almost unbearable before sliding back in.A soft moan slipped from my lips. My fingers curled tightier into the sheets as waves of pleasure rolled through me, my body responding helplessly to every stroke.Shit. What was I doing?What if Yvonne walked through the door and found me sprawled on her father's warm, comfy bed, breathless and undone, so close to losing control?The thought should have stopped me. It should have made me pull a
Lucien's POV I should have looked away. I should have told her to leave the moment I realized who she was. Instead, my gaze betrayed me, tracing her as though she were something rare, something meant to be admired from a distance, never touched The thin crimson silk she wore clung to her curves, outlining the swell of her breasts with unapologetic intimacy. The was short enough to expose the graceful elegance of her legs. And the way her gaze lingered on me wasn’t mere shock, it held something deeper, warmer, and far more dangerous. Yvonne had shown me her picture once, laughing, carefree, on a trip I’d paid for. I’d told myself it meant nothing. Still, the image had lingered. Seeing her now made that memory pale. Softer. Sharper. Real in ways no photo could capture. “I’ve heard about you,” I said, stepping closer, catching the faint scent of jasmine in her hair. Clean. Subtle. Disarming. “Yvonne talks about you.” “She does?” Her breath came shallow, measured, as if she we
Sienna’s POV “Feel free and dance. It’s my birthday for heaven’s sake, not a funeral!” Yvonne shouted over the pounding music, her fingers lacing with mine as she tugged me closer to the center of the room. “I am trying,” I said, though my stiff movements betrayed me. The bass vibrated through the floor,crawling up my legs and settling uncomfortably in my chest. I tried to mirror her rhythm, but it felt like I was wearing someone else’s skin, too tight, too loud, too wrong. Yvonne had never understood that some people didn’t thrive in chaos. “C’mon, don’t act so stiff and awkward,” she laughed, finally letting go of my hands. “I didn’t drag you all the way here so you could stare at everyone like a robot.” “I know,” I groaned, rolling my shoulders as if that might loosen the knot sitting between them. “You know partying isn’t my thing. I’m only here because of you.” “Yes, baby,” she said, swaying back toward me, her grin wide and reckless. This time, she placed my hands on her w
Roxanne's POVI straightened as he finished pulling off his trousers, my gaze never leaving him. Grabbing his shoulders, I pushed him back onto the bed, the mattress dipping beneath his weight as he landed with a soft, satisfying thud. The look in his eyes told me he hadn’t expected the sudden shift, and that only made the moment crackle with heat.Slowly, I lifted my hands to my shoulders and let the fabric slide down my arms, pooling at my feet. His gaze skimmed over my body, dark and intent, following every inch. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of my underwear and eased it down my legs, unhurried, letting the moment stretch as the air between us grew heavy with want.Then I tossed it toward him. He caught it instinctively, lifting it to his face as his eyes darkened, breathing in slowly as if he could still feel me there.“You smell like flowers,” he murmured, his tongue briefly sweeping over his lips as his gaze lingered on me.He tossed the underwear aside, sending it fl
Winfred's POV At work, I could barely concentrate. My thoughts kept drifting back to Roxanne, her effortless beauty, the graceful curves of her body, the memory of how she’d felt in my arms. It lingered in my mind, distracting and vivid.Who would’ve thought my quiet, efficient cook was hiding something so intoxicating beneath that calm exterior?The realization left me restless, and far more distracted than I cared to admit.When work finally wrapped up for the day, I slid into my car and drove home, my thoughts fixed on her, and my body craving hers again.I pulled into the driveway and stepped out, briefcase in one hand while the other loosened my tie out of habit.The house was unusually quiet when I walked in.Normally, she’d be there, waiting. She’d greet me the moment I stepped through the door and take my briefcase from my hand.But now… nothing.The silence stretched.Had she gone out?The stillness of the house confirmed my suspicion. Normally, the air would be thick with t







