LOGINI stripped myself, went into the bathroom, and locked the door behind me. I leaned against it for a second, leaving all the thoughts behind.I sat on the edge of the tub and pulled the glass dildo out of the place where I’d kept it weeks ago.I was already wet. I leaned back, spread my knees, and pressed the smooth head against myself. The first slow push made my breath hitch. I watched it disappear inch by inch and let my head fall against the wall.“Fuck…”I started moving it in steady strokes, slow at first, getting used to the stretch. Every time it slid deep, I imagined it was him. Imagined those hands instead of mine. Imagined that low voice right against my ear, telling me to take it.“Liam…”His name came out low. I worked the dildo deeper, tilting it until it dragged over the spot that always made my thighs twitch. My free hand found my clit and started rubbing tight circles.“Liam… God, just like that—”I was getting louder, and I didn’t care. The wet sound of the glass movi
I woke up to the smell of food.Tristan was already dressed, hair still damp from a shower. He gave me that soft smile he used when he thought he was being thoughtful.“Hangover soup,” he said. “You came in late. Figured you might need it.”I sat up slowly. My head wasn’t pounding as badly as I expected, but my mouth tasted like the wine and whatever Nina and I had taken. The soup was in the blue bowl I liked. He’d even cut the spring onions the way I always did.“Thanks,” I said, and it came out quieter than I meant.He sat on the edge of the bed while I ate, watching me like he was waiting to see if I’d say something about last night.I looked at him over the spoon and felt this sudden, sharp pity land in my chest.How was I supposed to tell him any of that?“You okay?” he asked. “You’ve got that look.”“What look?”“The one where you’re already somewhere else.”I forced a small smile and kept eating. “Just tired. Long night.”“Nina again?”“Yeah. We went out.”He nodded like he exp
Fair enough.” He glanced at the time. “A few minutes left. Anything else that feels important to say today, even if it’s messy?” I hesitated. “I’m scared that if it turns out it’s mostly me, then it’s on me to fix it, and I don’t know how. And if it’s mostly him, I’m scared he’ll just shut down more when I bring it up.” “Both of those make sense,” Liam said. “They’re also both future-focused. Right now, the only thing you have to decide is whether you’re willing to risk one small, honest conversation at home. The rest we can take one session at a time.” I nodded. The ache between my legs hadn’t faded. If anything, the careful professional distance in his voice only made it worse. “Same time next week?” he asked. “Yes.” I replied standing up. He walked me to the door. As I stepped out, he said quietly, “You’re not the first person who’s sat in that chair convinced this was permanent. Most of the time, it isn’t. That doesn’t mean it’s easy. It just means there’s usually mo
~ARIANNA. “Miss Arianna?” I looked up and my brain short-circuited for a second. This man was taller than I’d expected, with dark hair that looked like he’d run his fingers through it one too many times and sleeves casually pushed up his forearms. And his voice? Deep, masculine, and dangerously sexy. No, steady. I meant steady. The kind of voice that slipped beneath my skin and settled somewhere it had absolutely no business being. I pressed my thighs together, silently cursing my body for reacting so shamelessly to a man who was supposed to be nothing more than my therapist. “Yes. Hi. Liam?” “Come on in.” I followed him into the office and sat. He sat across from me. “You wrote that the sex in your relationship isn’t satisfying you anymore,” he said, “and that things feel shaky because of it. Where do you want to start?” I let out a breath. “I don’t know whose fault it is. We still have sex. It’s just… not enough. It used to feel good. Now it feels like we’re going through
******We barely rinsed off before scrambling out of the bathroom like the lodge was on fire. I snatched my clothes while Thiago grabbed his. The whole time, my heart was hammering at the thought of Mum knocking anytime from now.Thiago was dressed in under fifteen minutes while I was still hopping into my trousers when I saw him already kneeling beside Mum’s open bag, rifling through it with zero shame.“What are you doing?” I asked.“Looking for these.” He held up a small foil strip of emergency contraceptive pills. “She always carries them. Says she doesn’t want to nurse any baby at her age.”He pushed one tablet into my palm.“Swallow it.”I was already in my bra on top. The DD cups were doing their absolute best, but my breasts were still flushed and heavy, almost spilling over the lace. Thiago’s eyes dropped and stayed there.“God…” he murmured, as though we hadn’t literally just finished fucking against the bathroom wall five minutes earlier.I rolled my eyes, snatched my over
********“Ahh... Thiago… fuck...”The moan tore out of me the second his fingers left the head of his cock and found my clit instead. He rubbed in rapid circles, no teasing left in the motion, and the sudden intensity made my thighs shake. I tried to stay quiet, but the sound kept spilling out of me.“That’s it,” he muttered, watching my face. “Let it go.”The pressure built too fast. My free hand clutched his shoulder while the other still stroked his cock out of pure instinct. The circling on my clit never slowed. A sharp, almost painful wave of pleasure crashed through me, and I squirted hard, the sudden gush splashing against his fingers and stomach while a raw cry left my throat.“Oh my God... Thiago...”He shifted his stance, lined the thick head of his cock against my entrance, and pushed in slowly. One of his hands stayed on my ass, guiding me, while the other kept me steady. The stretch was wild—every inch forcing a new, shaky sound out of me as he sank deeper until his hi
.........Ronan stayed buried deep inside me, his thick cock still pulsing as my pussy fluttered around him. His hot cum was already leaking out around his shaft, dripping down my thighs. But the look in his eyes told me he was far from finished.He slowly pulled out, making me whimper at the sudde
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.Late Night Training"RILEY'S POV"The gym was completely empty at 10:17 PM. Just the low
I was a nervous wreck waiting for Victor.I had spent the entire day replaying what happened on my couch yesterday— his mouth between my legs, the way he made me come so hard I saw stars, the tender way he held me afterwards. My body ached for more. My heart was already in dangerous territory.At e
THE WRONG SEND"Lena's pov"I stood in front of my full-length mirror, heart racing with nervous excitement as I took the photos.Completely naked, I squeezed my heavy breasts together, pinching my nipples until they stood hard and aching. I turned slightly, arching my back to capture the curve of







