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THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION FUCKING MY BOYFRIENDS TOXIC COUSIN 3
“Zack?!” Tirana called out, leaning over the railing, her phone glowing in her face like she couldn’t be bothered. “Zack? You down there? Mom’s asking if you took your stupid meds already.”My heart slammed into my throat. Panic flooded me—cold, sharp, electric. What if she sees? What if she screams? What if—Miles reacted faster than I could think.He let go of me instantly. Turned his back to the door, shoulders squared just like Zack’s when he’s half-asleep. Same dark hair. Same build in the dim light. He lowered his voice—shifted it—just enough.“Yeah, I’m good,” he called back. And oh my God—his voice. It was Zack’s voice. That same lazy, half-asleep rasp he uses after swimming. Not a crack. Not a hint it wasn’t him. “Tell her I’ll be up in a minute.”Tirana squinted for two long seconds. My stomach was in my throat the whole time. Then she just rolled her eyes. “Whatever, loser. Don’t drown or whatever.” Her footsteps faded. The sliding door clicked shut.I let out the breath I’
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION FUCKING MY BOYFRIENDS TOXIC COUSIN 2
PROLOGUE—Heyyy lovelies it’s me Stacy. A 19 year old college student. Im not single but apparently…Im ready to mingle. I’ll be staring in the hottest rom com erotica Meet the cast: Zack: the basketball hottie,golden boy smile, abs for days, currently concussed and thinks I’m his girlfriend. Miles: my quiet study- crush, glasses, deep voice, reads actual books. Oh yeah– Hes Zack’s cousin. Surprise!!.Lena: My best friend who knows every dirty detail snd is living for the drama.And me: Stuck in this house with both of my crushes, pretending to be someone im not. Because apparently… “Hey, I’m not your girlfriend, I’m the girl who accidentally caused your amnesia” is a sudden shock that could literally damage Zack’s brain.So yeah… I’m going with the flow.Sleeping in his bed.Kissing him goodnight.Dodging Miles’s stares that say he knows I’m full of shit.And lowkey freaking out because part of me likes how Zack looks at me like I’m everything.And another part likes how Miles wa
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION FUCKING MY BOYFRIEND’s TOXIC COUSIN 1
Chapter 1 - wrecking my DoorDash delivery guy LENA POV “No way!!”. I bolt upright so fast my elbow nearly punches through the couch cushion. Heart’s already doing that stupid fluttery thing—half panic, half adrenaline—just from Stacy’s voice exploding through the phone. “…and then he literally grabbed my waist so I wouldn’t fall. I swear I stopped breathing.” My knees yank up sideways, shorts riding ridiculously high, but who cares? The muted TV throws blue flickers across my bare thighs like it’s trying to set the mood. Phone’s burning my cheek. I don’t move it. “Wait—wait—wait,” I blurt, voice pitching high like I’m twelve again. “And then?” “Nothing! We just stood there. Both awkward. Both breathing like we’d run a marathon.” I mash my lips together to trap the squeal trying to escape. My foot starts tapping the armrest—fast, frantic, its own little heartbeat. “You’re killing me. You at least touched his arm or something after?” “Lena, we were on a cliff path. I was tryin
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION HOUSEWIFE TEMPTATIONS (V)
Martha’s heart slammed against her ribs when she saw Henry in the doorway. His hand was still wrapped around his cock, cum dripping slowly down his fingers. He didn’t look angry. He looked… intense. Focused. Like he’d already decided what was going to happen next.She tried to speak right away. “Hnnn—Henry, it’s n-not wha—” The words came out muffled and garbled around the wrinkled shirt still stuffed in her mouth. She jerked her head, trying to spit it out, but the fabric was wedged too deep. Her hands flew up instinctively to pull it free—and froze mid-air.The belts were still looped tight around her wrists, anchoring them to the headboard.Curse this stupid gag, she thought, cheeks burning. Curse it, curse it, curse it.Henry stepped inside, kicked the door shut with his heel, and crossed the room without a word. His eyes stayed on her the whole time.Liam propped himself up on one elbow, smirking. “You joining, boss?”Henry didn’t answer him. He reached the bed, climbed on, and k
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION HOUSEWIFE TEMPTATIONS (IV)
MARTHA POVMartha’s eyes widened in utter frustration, her brows furrowed tightly as she bit her lower lip hard. All her fingers had succeeded in making her even more horny, her thighs clenching together involuntarily.Watching him work out was like watching live porn. So sexy, so…ahh, fucking sensual. Like his entire being was made of sex! She wondered what made him curse out earlier but he still hadn’t turned around so she’s safe?She adjusted her clothes with shaky hands and slipped out of the gym room, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. Martha barely made it to her room when she felt a faint long, massive rodlike feeling—it twitched in between her ass cheeks, pressing insistently. Before she knew it, deep hot breath sprang on her neck, sending shivers racing down her spine.And then his voice: “Done masturbating to me already.”It came in deep and unexpected, his tone low and rumbling.Martha fumbled with the doorknob in panic and sprung forward away from him, her body trembl
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION HOUSEWIFE TEMPTATIONS (iii)
Martha stood rooted to her bedroom floor, staring first at Liam, then at the tray he held out, then back to his face.“Good morning, Martha,” he said, his eyebrow arching slightly. “Grace told me you skipped lunch yesterday, so I offered to bring your breakfast up.”“Oh, uh, no… I… I was just resting. I forgot to eat,” Martha stuttered, her cheeks burning as she quickly took the tray from his hands and slammed the door shut in his face.“I’m really sorry. I’m still not feeling like myself. Thank Grace for me,” she called through the closed door, her voice muffled.“Grace left this morning. It’s Friday.”Oh shit. Martha’s stomach dropped. She’d completely lost track of the days. Sliding down the door until she sat on the floor, she pressed her back against the wood. “Well… thanks anyway,” she said, loud enough to carry through, hoping he could hear her.It was absurd enough that he’d invaded her dreams. But fucking him in those dreams? That was worse. And now here he was, showing up at
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