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The week after the risky office encounter became a tightrope walk over an abyss. Alex tried desperately to regain control of his spiraling life, but Jordan had become an obsession he couldn’t shake. Every spare moment, every excuse, led back to them. The guilt toward Sarah grew heavier with each passing day, yet the thrill of the forbidden only made the sex hotter, more desperate, more addictive. Tuesday night he barely made it through dinner with Sarah before claiming he needed to work late again. Instead of the office, he went straight to the hotel. Jordan was waiting in black lingerie that left nothing to the imagination. The moment the door closed, Alex had them pinned against the wall, ripping the delicate fabric aside and dropping to his knees. He devoured them with his mouth — tongue fucking deep, sucking on their clit until Jordan’s legs shook and they came hard, fingers tangled in his hair, moaning his name loud enough to risk the neighbors complaining. Then he bent the
One Night With My Ex's Father Chapter 7
Alex’s blood ran cold the second his assistant’s voice crackled through the intercom. “Jordan Hale is here to see you, Mr. Rivera. They say it’s regarding the Riverside project revisions.” He stared at the closed door of his sleek corner office, pulse thundering. This was reckless. Insane. Jordan knew the rules — no contact during work hours, no showing up unannounced. Yet here they were, stepping boldly into his professional world while his wedding ring still felt heavy on his finger. “Send them in,” he replied, voice steadier than he felt. Jordan entered carrying a professional-looking portfolio, dressed in a crisp white blouse that hugged their curves and a tight black pencil skirt that ended just above the knee. They looked every inch the competent contractor. But the moment the door clicked shut and locked, their eyes darkened with raw hunger. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Alex hissed, rising from his desk. “We agreed — no risks like this.” Jordan set the portfo
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Alex’s heart slammed against his ribs as he stared at Sarah’s phone. The message preview glowed in the dark bedroom like a neon accusation: *“Hey, saw Alex’s car at the Grand Plaza Hotel tonight. Everything okay with you two?”* His hand moved before his brain caught up. He carefully reached across Sarah’s sleeping form, unlocked her phone with the passcode he wasn’t supposed to know, and deleted the message. Then he deleted it from the notifications and the trash. His fingers were shaking. He set the phone back exactly as it had been and lay there, pulse roaring in his ears. Sarah stirred slightly, murmuring something in her sleep, and rolled closer, draping an arm over his chest. The guilt was crushing now — heavy, suffocating. Yet his cock was still half-hard from the fresh memory of Jordan riding him, moaning his name while he filled them again. He didn’t sleep. At 6:15 a.m. Sarah’s alarm went off. She kissed his cheek and headed to the shower. Alex lay there replaying ev
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The movie played on the TV, some romantic comedy Sarah had picked, but Alex barely registered the plot. His phone burned like a live coal in his pocket. Jordan’s last message — the threat of showing up at his office — kept echoing in his head. The living room felt too warm, too small, too full of the life he was quietly destroying. Sarah laughed at something on screen and rested her head on his shoulder. Her hand idly stroked his chest, innocent and affectionate. Alex forced himself to wrap an arm around her, but his mind was elsewhere — replaying Jordan’s breathy moans from the phone call, the wet sounds of their fingers fucking themselves while describing exactly how they wanted to be used. By the time the credits rolled, Alex was half-hard again and desperate for an excuse to get away. “I should check some emails before bed,” he said, kissing the top of Sarah’s head. “Big presentation tomorrow.” She nodded, but her eyes searched his face. “You’ve been distant lately. Is t
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The morning light filtered through the kitchen blinds, casting soft stripes across the marble island where Sarah was flipping pancakes. The smell of coffee and bacon filled the air — warm, domestic, everything Alex used to find comforting. Today it felt like a cage. He sat at the table in sweatpants and a loose t-shirt, trying to look relaxed while his body still ached in the best and worst ways. Every shift in his chair reminded him of the scratches down his back and the delicious soreness in his muscles from how hard he’d fucked Jordan against that hotel door, over the desk, and then for two more rounds in that bed. Sarah slid a plate in front of him — perfectly golden pancakes, fresh fruit, and syrup. She leaned down to kiss his cheek, her robe slipping open just enough to show the curve of her breast. Six months ago that sight would have stirred him instantly. This morning his cock barely twitched. It was still half-hard from the filthy photo Jordan had sent at 2:30 a.m. “
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Alex stared at Sarah’s text for another long second, Jordan’s naked body still pressed against his back, warm hand teasing his cock through his slacks. The scent of sex and Jordan’s skin was thick in the air. Every part of him wanted to stay — to push Jordan back onto the bed and fuck them until neither of them could walk. But the guilt finally won. “I have to go,” he said, voice low and strained. He gently pulled Jordan’s hand away and stood up, already missing the heat of their body. Jordan stretched lazily on the bed like a satisfied cat, legs slightly parted so Alex could see the mess he’d left between their thighs. “Go on then, husband. Kiss her goodnight for me.” Alex shot them a dark look, but the corner of his mouth twitched. He finished dressing in silence, smoothing his shirt and running fingers through his hair in a vain attempt to look less like he’d just spent hours buried inside someone else. Before he left, he leaned down and kissed Jordan hard — one last hung
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Lila’s chair scraped backward so hard it nearly tipped. The robe slipped off one shoulder, cool silk dragging over her heated skin as she lunged for the door. Her pulse hammered in her ears, louder than the rain still hammering the glass. Tyler’s father. She had let Tyler’s father stretch her open
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Lila woke up slowly, sunlight pouring across the huge bed like it owned the place. Her body ached in the best way possible. Every muscle reminded her of last night, the way Marcus had pinned her down, the way he had moved inside her until she could not think straight. She shifted under the sheets a
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Chapter 2The elevator doors slid shut with a soft click. Suddenly it was just them, the hum of the lift the only sound.Lila's heart slammed against her ribs so hard she thought he could hear it. The alcohol still buzzed in her veins, making everything feel sharper and slower at the same time. She
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Lila checked her phone one last time as the elevator climbed to the tenth floor. It was just past seven, and she had picked up Tyler's favorite Thai food from the place on 53rd Street. Extra spicy pad see ew, the way he liked it. She smiled to herself, thinking how nice it would be to surprise him
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