MasukAurora’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.I sat in my office, legs crossed, my eyes fixed on my phone.What was I so interested in?A picture of Griffy.Well, his full name was Griffin Antonio, but I loved calling him Griffy. It was a nickname I had personally given him, in my heart, anyway. I knew it was kinda lame, but no human being could read minds, so I wasn't too worried about it.Griffy was, like, the hottest man I had ever seen.His blue eyes could probably melt any woman on sight. Even in a photograph, they seemed to hold that dangerous little spark that made it impossible to look away. His hair was always slightly tousled, as if he'd just stepped out of bed or run a hand through it for the hundredth time that day.And God, that was my favorite part.The way his fingers slid through those dark strands.I wasn't sure if he knew what that did to people, but it definitely did a lot to me.Sometimes I wondered how someone could be so ridiculously handsome. It almost felt unfair. Like God had taken his time with him and t
For a moment, she just stared at me as if I'd confessed to something unforgivable. Maybe, to her, I had.Then she laughed.The sound was sharp and hollow, stripped of any real humor. Disbelief flashed across her face as she looked away, shaking her head."Tell me this is some sick joke."Her gaze snapped back to mine. The anger simmering beneath the surface was already breaking through, turning her eyes hard."Tell me this is a fucking joke, Athena."My throat tightened.How was I supposed to explain that it had started as a crush? That I'd spent years trying to ignore it. That the moment an opportunity appeared, I'd grabbed it with both hands and never looked back."Talk, Athena." Her voice rose another notch. "Are you seriously telling me this is real?""Yes." The word came out barely above a whisper. I nodded. "I'm sorry, Bre. I never wanted to hurt you. It just happened and—"She threw up a hand."Don't."The single word hit harder than a slap."How could you?" Her voice cracked.
The next day, I was still in my pajamas, buried deep beneath my blankets and fast asleep when the doorbell started ringing.At first, I thought it was part of my dream. I mean, who in their right mind would show up at someone's house this early in the morning?I ignored it and rolled over, determined to continue enjoying my sleep, until the shrill ringing of my phone cut through the silence and jolted me awake.A groan escaped me as I reached blindly across the nightstand. My eyes felt heavy with sleep as I squinted at the screen, ready to curse whoever was disturbing my beauty sleep.Then I saw the caller ID.Brianna.There was also a text message waiting for me.I'm outside your front door and I'm not leaving until I see you.My heart immediately shot into my throat.I turned my head and glanced at the wall clock.A few minutes to seven.Seven in the morning.What on earth was Brianna doing at my house before sunrise?My stomach twisted instantly.She knew.She had to know.There wa
My heart shot into my throat, a dozen thoughts crashing through my head at once. What if she'd already found out?But Adrian didn't slow down."Adrian," I whispered sharply, panic creeping into my voice. "We need to stop. Your sister's here."But he didn't.“C'mon, baby. She won't care. Trust me.” His pace only increased as he pounded into me.I scrunched up my face like someone about to cry, but the moans still slipped out. I was enjoying this moment so much. Why did she have to show up now?His balls slapped against my clit with every thrust, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. I almost forgot my best friend was still waiting for him to come down.“Adrian...” I said, looking sideways at the window. I could see our reflection in it—me bent over the desk while he pushed his dick in and out of me.“Yes,” he groaned. “Say my name.”“Adrian plsssss.” That was supposed to be a plea but it only came out as a whimper.I pressed my hand against my mouth to stop myself from moaning
He stepped closer to me with slow steps while I stood there, my body aching with desire.When he was close enough to me, his fingers traced the line of my jaw and tilted my face up, forcing me to meet his gaze.“You've been thinking about this all day, haven't you?”My lips parted but no words came out.“You've been wondering what it would feel like when you finally gave in.”The answer was already in my eyes. My breath shortened and damp heat was already gathering between my thighs. And I wanted his hands there. To touch and make me crave him even more“Get on your knees.” He instructed, taking one step backward.My body obeyed his command. My knees pressed into the floor and my hands rested on my thighs as my gaze lifted to him from below.He looked down at me, his heavy-lidded eyes dark with approval.Slowly, he unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way, letting it fall open to reveal the hard planes of his chest.Then his hands moved to his belt and the clink of metal, the slide
I was still having second thoughts about going to Adrian’s house the next day. Bad thoughts crowded my head as I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection like it belonged to someone else.What if Brianna found out? What if she already knew and was just staying silent… giving me a chance to confess?I shook my head quickly, like I could physically dislodge the thoughts.I’d already dressed for tonight. Black lingerie, transparent, delicate against my skin. I’d bought it earlier after work, pretending it was just… a choice. But standing there now, I wasn’t so sure. Was I trying too hard? Would he think I was desperate?I exhaled and reached for a short coat, pulling it on to cover myself. I tied the belt around my waist, snug enough to feel like control. Then I slipped into my knee-high boots and grabbed a matching purse.Now I was ready.Or at least that’s what I told myself.A long breath left me.“Just go already,” I muttered.My legs moved before my mind could argue. I
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