LOGINJohn’s voice cut through the room like a bucket of ice water.“Uncle Sean, are you in there? It’s thirty minutes already.”Sean’s whole body locked. His eyes met mine for one panicked second—my top still shoved up under my arms, shorts and underwear somewhere on the floor, the clear evidence of what we’d almost done written all over both of us.“Shit,” he mouthed silently.I yanked my top down, snatched the duvet up over my bare lower half, and kicked the discarded shorts under the bed as fast as I could.Sean finished buttoning his shirt with hands that still weren’t steady, shoved his laptop bag higher on his shoulder, and crossed to the door in three long strides.He opened it just enough to block the view inside with his body.“Hey, buddy,” he said, his voice forced back into that calm tutor tone. “I was just talking to your sister for a second. Give me one more minute, okay? Go wait in the study. I’ll be right there.”John’s sneakers squeaked on the hardwood. “Okay. But you said
"THE NEXT DAY"I was still sitting at the dining table with Mum and John when the front door opened.Mum looked up from her plate. “Sean, you’re early. Come sit with us. There’s more than enough.”He shook his head politely. “Thank you, Mrs. Langford, but I already ate before I left. I’ll just wait until you’re finished.”“You’re sure? It’s no trouble at all.”“I’m sure. I appreciate the offer, though.”He walked straight to the couch like he didn’t want to fully step into the family space.I kept eating, but I was stealing glances at him from the side. He looked at me once. Our eyes met, then he turned away.Mum kept talking about the board meeting she was missing because she’d woken up with a low fever overnight, and the doctor had told her to stay home.John complained about fractions. I wasn’t even paying attention to any of them. All my mind was on was how to pin that man against the wall and kiss the first letter of his name out of it.When we finally stood up, Sean told John he
**ISABELLA**I heard the sound of his car before I saw it.Well, I'd been waiting for him to arrive.That low, engine sound coming up the driveway always did something to me. My stomach tightened the same way it had the first time I saw him standing in our foyer with a bag of textbooks, like nothing had ever happened between us.I was already on the stairs when the front door opened. Mrs. Alvarez, our housekeeper, said something polite. He answered in that quiet way of his, short and flat, and then his footsteps started coming up the stairs.He stopped when he saw me in the middle of the staircase.He was wearing the same black button-down, the sleeves pushed up a little, and jeans that actually fit him. His laptop bag hung off one shoulder. He looked at me the way he always did, like I was an inconvenience he'd already decided to ignore.“You’re early,” I said.“Traffic was light.”That was it? No smile? No How are you? Just waiting for me to get out of the way.I stayed right where
****He kept moving inside me against the desk, my leg still pinned high, every thrust deep and steady. My head stayed tilted back while soft, broken sounds kept leaving my mouth.“You feel incredible like this,” he murmured near my ear. “So warm and tight around me.”“It feels so good… keep going…”His hips rolled into me with more force, the wet sound of our bodies meeting filling the room. My free leg tightened around him as I tried to pull him even closer.“Harder,” I breathed. “I want to feel all of you.”He gave me what I asked for. The desk creaked under us while my tits moved with every deep stroke. I could barely form words anymore, only soft moans and the occasional broken version of his name.After a while he slowed, still buried inside me, and brushed his mouth against my cheek.“I want you on the bed.”I nodded, not trusting my voice. He pulled out carefully, then lifted me into his arms. My legs stayed wrapped around his waist as he carried me to the bed. The second my b
He slid inside me in one long, deep thrust."Ohh, fuck."He filled me completely. I barely had time to adjust before he pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in. His hips smacked hard against my ass cheeks with every stroke."Yes... just like that... give it to me." I moaned shamelessly He gripped my waist and started fucking me properly. Each thrust drove me forward against the desk. My fingers tried to dig into the wood but there was nothing to hold onto. The impact of his hips against my ass kept clapping, loud and wet."You take me so well," he groaned. "This ass was made for this.""Then use it. Fuck me like you've been thinking about it for months."He gave me harder. The desk shook. My tits swung with every deep stroke. I pushed back to meet him, moaning every time he bottomed out inside me."Daddy... it's so deep... oh my god... don't you dare slow down.""I won't.""I want to feel this tomorrow." I saidHe kept the pace relentless, hips slapping against my cheeks ov
****I walked toward him slowly, one foot in front of the other, letting him watch every step. The red lace shifted with my hips. The toy buzzing softly against my clit the whole time.Mark didn’t move from the desk. He just sat there in his chair, his eyes glued on me watching me like he was trying to memorize the view.When I reached the desk, I carefully moved his laptop and papers to the side, clearing enough space. Then I stepped between his legs, leaned down, and slowly pulled his glasses off his face. I set them on the desk beside the laptop and brought my lips close to his ear.“Come fuck me, daddy.”His breath caught.I turned around, planted my hands on the desk, and bent over slowly, arching my back so the tiny red panties and the curve of my ass were right in his face. I looked over my shoulder.“You like the view?”“Fuck.”I stayed like that for a few seconds, letting him look, then straightened up and turned to face him again. This time, I bent forward from the waist, ha
"The Game Escalates"TRIGGER WARNING:THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES."RILEY'S POV"I never should have agreed to play Truth or Dare.The
"Clothes off"------ The third night, Lucas didn’t waste any time with pleasantries. The moment he stepped inside, he gave me one of those intense stares and said, “Bedroom. Clothes off. All of them.” I gulped. “Straight to business, huh? No ‘hello, how was your day, chaos gremlin?’” “Clothes.
"The Chaos Gremlin Strikes Back"The next evening I was a nervous wreck.I had spent the entire day overthinking everything. What if Lucas thought I was too loud? Too weird? Too much of a walking disaster? What if he changed his mind and decided the 24-year-old chaos gremlin next door wasn’t worth
WRONG NEIGHBOR TRIGGER WARNING:THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES."MIA'S POV"I was having a full-blown existential crisis at 11:47 PM.My







