Lust Caution

Molly was a secretary. The working hours were long and the pay was mediocre but she could not complain. It was hard to find a high-paying job these days and she had hospital bills to pay. Her mother had been in and out of the hospital a lot over the past few years and the bills were always hefty. Today was no exception. Her mother was scheduled for surgery later that week and Molly was left scratching her head on how to make ends meet. She hadn’t even paid her landlord for the past two months. And right now, the moaning that came from behind Mr Evans’ office was not helping her. Mr Evans was her boss, the CEO of Wright Corporations, one of the fastest climbing startup companies in town. Molly wondered if she could ask for a raise today. Mr Evans was always in a good mood whenever one of his supermodel girlfriends came for a ‘visit’. Once, he had thrown a wad of crisp one-hundred dollar bills on her desk after she helped him clean up his office. Of course, the wad of cash was soo

With that, he took her mouth again, taking advantage of her open lips to run his tongue along them, teasing, tasting, never quite giving her what she wanted. The light flicks were maddening, just enough to make her ache for more.She made a small, involuntary sound in the back of her throat, like a kitten’s purr and her fingers curled reflexively at her sides before rising to the back of his neck to draw him closer as he continued to dip his tongue into the heat of her mouth again and again. Then his knee shifted between her legs, parting them. The thin barrier of her panties did nothing to shield her from the heat of his touch when his fingers found the waistband and slipped beneath. He drew them down with a slow tug, letting the fabric slide along the curve of her thighs before tossing them aside.“I’m going to insert it in now, “ he said hoarsely. He pushed her down onto the desk and lifted her legs. Her skirt parted and she squeezed her eyes shut as he slid two fingers into her.

Molly was back at her desk. How she made it back, she had no idea. Her memory was a blur, she remembered Mr Evan taking off his coat and slinging it over her shoulder before helping her down the printer and straightening her pencil skirt.“Head back up, I’ll take care of the rest,” he had said, pointing to the printed copies of the slides.Molly remembered walking to Mr Evan’s private elevator on wobbly feet and somehow, somehow, she had made it back.And now, she was at her desk, hair dishevelled, and darn right naked underneath Mr Evan’s tux. Her skin felt raw even against the silk interior fabric of Mr Evan’s jacket draped over her.Oh dear, did they really have sex in the printing room?She placed a finger to her now swollen lips and a moan spilt out of her. It felt so good when he kissed her there. And down there, her thighs parted and she slid her other hand to her cilt. Where had her underwear gone?Mr Evans had torn it. Right, along with her bra and blouse. But as she rubbed a

Lola started crushing on John the first moment she laid her eyes on him. And that was exactly eighteen months ago. Oh, for nights upon nights, she would fantasize about him kissing her, undressing her and touching her in all her secret places.But fantasy and reality were two different things.“John…untie me this instant. If my mom and Tim find out about this...”“They won’t. They’re off for a mini vacation out of town. They’ll only be back Sunday night.” Then he cupped her chin, meeting her gaze and said, “We have the whole weekend to ourselves.”Lola gulped. “The whole weekend?”He smiled again, “Yes, the whole weekend. And I’m going to drive you insane” and smeared the ice cream on her neck. The cold jolted her, making her whimper.Lola’s fists clenched around the cloth, trying to wrangle free.“John, please…” she barely managed a whisper as he bent to lick her throat. Lola wasn’t even sure why she said please anymore. All she knew was her stepbrother was seducing her, and deep dow

SANDY's POVI first met Xander Adams in the boys’ locker room by mistake. I had absolutely no idea it was the boys’ locker room. Like, zero. Zilt. It was my first day at Riverine High and I got lost. That’s all. Just a stupid, first-day mistake. I wasn’t supposed to see him. I wasn’t even supposed to walk into that room but I did. And as fate or maybe just my awful luck would have it, Xander freaking Adams had to be in there at that exact moment. Which is how I became the first girl at Riverine High to ever see the school’s hottest bad boy in his birthday suit. And God what a suit it was. He was fresh out of the shower with water still dripping down his naked chest and over his abs that looked carved from actual stone. The air around him steamed, swirling around like some MTV video and his dark hair was slicked back to reveal the most handsome face I had ever laid eyes upon. And the moment I stumbled upon him, his eyes locked on mine as if he had been expecting me. And