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0068: ASHING THE PAST
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In Love With My Son's Best Friend 0071: BEST FRIEND F*E
LUCA’S POVThe days had started to feel like one long, heated blur, all tangled up in touches that lingered too long and chances we shouldn't have taken. June wasn't waiting for me anymore. She was seeking me out, pulling me into shadowed corners or empty rooms whenever the house felt too quiet.Marlene was away at Olivia's beach house for that long weekend, and one afternoon, June just grabbed my hand in the hallway and led me straight into her daughter's bedroom. Sunlight filtered through the half-closed blinds, casting soft stripes across the pale-pink comforter.The air carried that sweet, lingering scent of vanilla body spray and faint perfume, something light and young that made the moment feel even more forbidden. She didn't waste time. Clothes came off in a rush, and she pushed me down onto those unicorn-print sheets that still held a trace of warmth from Marlene's last sleep there.Then she straddled me, her hand firm over my mouth to muffle any sound, her body moving with th
In Love With My Son's Best Friend 0070: MISTRESS MANAGEMENT
Franklin’s POVI stood there for a long time. The coffee cooled on the desk. I stared out the window at the city below. For the first time in years, I felt like the ground under me wasn’t as solid as I’d thought. And I had no idea how to get it back.After Karen left, I stayed put. Door closed, blinds half-drawn. The city lights started to flicker on outside my window as the afternoon bled into evening. The temp assistant had gone home hours ago. The floor was quiet. Just me and the low hum of the building.My phone sat on the desk. It felt like it was daring me to do something stupid.I scrolled through my contacts twice before I landed on her name. Sarah. June’s oldest friend. And my other mistress. I don’t know how she’s done it, but we’ve managed to fool June all this time. She’s my most reliable. If anyone knew what was going on in my wife’s head right now, it was Sarah.I hit call before I could talk myself out of it.It rang twice.“Hello?” Her voice was warm and light, that sa
In Love With My Son's Best Friend 0069: KARMA IN TIGHT SKIRT
FRANKLIN’S POVI backed the car out of the garage too fast that morning. My tires chirped against the concrete. The door rumbled shut behind me, and I just sat there for a moment, engine idling, staring at the house. It looked like it belonged to someone else.My hands were tight on the wheel, knuckles pale. I could still hear her voice in my head. Quiet, and calm, and lethal. “With Karen?”Goddamn it.I shifted into drive and pulled away. The street was quiet and cold in that early gray light. I didn’t turn on the radio. I didn’t want music or talk shows. Just the low hum of the engine and my own thoughts, chewing me up from the inside.How much had she heard? That was the real question, looping over and over. Last week, I’d been in the study with the door closed, my voice low. I told Karen to hold off until the weekend, that June was on edge about the Chicago trip. The week before that, I’d taken the call in the garage, the burner phone tucked in my gym bag. I thought I’d been caref
In Love With My Son's Best Friend 0068: ASHING THE PAST
JUNE'S POVHis hands slid up my sides, palms rough and warm against my ribs, thumbs tracing the sensitive undersides before cupping me fully, squeezing with just enough pressure to draw a low moan from my throat."God, these," he murmured, voice thick. "I've been aching to bury my face here again, feel you arch when I suck you slow and deep, taste how hard you get for me."The words flooded me with fresh heat, my pussy clenching hard, dripping now, the ache almost unbearable. I ground down on him, chasing the drag against my clit, friction teasing but not enough.He surged up suddenly, mouth closing hot and wet over one nipple, sucking deep, tongue swirling firm before his teeth grazed the peak, a sharp pinch that melted into throbbing warmth spreading outward. I gasped, fingers threading tight in his hair, holding him there as he moved to the other, lavishing it with the same relentless attention, wet sounds of his mouth filling the quiet room.My hips rocked faster, desperate for mo
In Love With My Son's Best Friend 0067: LUCA UPGRADE
JUNE’S POVFranklin was gone. Not just to the office. Probably not coming back tonight as well. Maybe not ever. And that thought should have hollowed me out, but instead it left me feeling relieved and breathless, like I had stepped to the edge of a dive and felt the wind rush up, cool and insistent against my skin.I stood there, eyes on the table. His plate with bites missing, fork laid across it. Those dark circles from his mug on the marble countertop. All these small traces of a marriage that had been unraveling for longer than I wanted to admit, long before Luca showed up and made everything feel possible again.Then his arms slid around me from behind, familiar now, strong without trying to be. Luca’s chest met my back, solid and warm, his chin finding its place on my shoulder. He did not say anything at first. Just held me, like he knew I might need the anchor, even though my hands stayed steady on the counter’s edge.His breath moved slow against my neck, stirring those fine
In Love With My Son's Best Friend 0066: BURN IT DOWN, SWEETHEART
LUCA'S POVI pulled her up right away, pressing her back against the cool tile. The contrast made her gasp into my mouth as I kissed her deep and messy, tasting the salt of myself mixed with her, not caring at all.She kissed back just as hard, arms looping around my neck, her body slick and warm sliding against mine, nipples hard against my chest, the soft press of her belly against my spent length already stirring something again.We broke apart, breathing ragged, steam thick around us. She smiled then, small and wicked, her fingers tracing my jaw. “Now we are even,” she whispered, lips brushing mine. “See you at breakfast.”She slipped out of the shower, grabbed a towel, wrapped it quickly, and was gone. The door opened and closed so softly the water almost covered it. I stood there longer, head tilted back, letting the spray hit my face, cooling the flush on my skin.I loved this side of her, the one that took risks without looking back, hungry and unapologetic. The way she looked
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