LOGINI took him deeper, cheeks hollowed, eyes watering as I tried to fit more of him than my mouth could comfortably hold. Saliva slipped down my chin. Every time I pulled back to breathe, he stayed hard and heavy against my tongue, the taste of him and the faint salt of the woman he’d just been inside mixing together. My jaw ached. I didn’t stop.Maddox’s hand eventually settled in my hair—not forcing, just holding. A low sound left his chest when I finally managed to take him far enough that my nose brushed the base of his stomach.“Enough.”The word was rough. He pulled me off him with careful pressure and hauled me up like I weighed nothing. The next thing I knew my back hit the mattress. He followed, bracing himself over me, the thick length of him resting heavy against my thigh.I stared down between us. The sight of him made my stomach flip.“Is this the part where you put it inside me?” My voice came out smaller than I wanted. “It’s… terrifyingly big.”He didn’t answer right away.
He didn’t give me time to second-guess myself.Maddox turned, pushed the door open wider with one hand, and walked back into Jennifer’s room like he owned it. I followed on unsteady legs. The second the door clicked shut behind us he yanked the blanket free and let it fall to the floor.I forgot how to breathe.He was even bigger than the glimpse I’d stolen earlier—thick, heavy, flushed dark at the tip and still glistening from the woman he’d just been inside. My mouth went dry. I stared openly, helplessly, trying to figure out how something that size was supposed to fit anywhere inside me.“Strip and get on your knees, Victoria.”His voice cut through the room, low and absolute.I swallowed hard. My pulse hammered in my throat. I knew what came next. I had asked for this. But no man had ever seen me naked before. Not once. I had no idea what I was saving it for—maybe the right person, maybe the right moment. Apparently the right moment was right now, standing in my roommate’s bedroom
Maddox’s head snapped up the second the door creaked wider.Those dark eyes locked onto mine, and for a heartbeat the only sound in the room was the blonde’s ragged breathing and the wet slide of him pulling out of her.He straightened slowly, every muscle in his back and shoulders shifting under golden skin. Without a word he reached for the throw blanket at the foot of the bed and wrapped it low around his hips, knotting it with one sharp tug. The thick outline of him was still impossible to ignore—heavy, flushed, glistening. The image of it burned straight into the part of my brain that would never, ever let it go.“How long have you been standing there?” His voice was low, rough from sex. “And why the fuck are you watching me fuck someone like some goddamn creep?”Heat flooded my face. My mouth opened, closed, opened again.“I—I’m sorry. I just… I wanted to speak to you.”Why the hell did I say that?Anyone would have been caught off guard. Anyone. Especially when the man in quest
“Absolutely not, Jennifer. Your brother is not staying here.”Jennifer stood with her hands on her hips, suitcase half-zipped on the couch. “His roof is leaking, Vic. What do you want him to do, sleep in a puddle? He’s just annoying, not contagious.”“Annoying is putting it mildly. He walks around like he owns every room he’s in, and the last time he crashed here he left his gym clothes on the bathroom floor for three days. I am not living with that energy again.”“He’s my brother.”“And this is my apartment too.”The front door opened without a knock.Speak of the devil.Maddox stepped inside, duffel bag hanging from one hand, the other pushing the door shut behind him. Rain still clung to the dark waves of his hair. He looked like he’d walked straight out of every bad decision I’d ever almost made.My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I felt it in my throat.Why the fuck did he always have to look like that? The kind of face that made you believe in mathematics—perfect angles, s
She came downstairs almost an hour later.I was leaning against the wall by the front door, arms crossed, watching the clock. When she finally appeared I let a slow smirk pull at my mouth.“I gave you thirty minutes.”Hazel rolled her eyes, but there was heat behind it. “Thirty minutes is not enough for a woman to get ready, Daddy.”She had changed into a short black dress that clung to every curve and almost nothing underneath. I didn’t answer. I just opened the door and led her to the car.The drive to my newly finished apartment was quiet, thick with the kind of tension that made my cock stay half-hard the entire way. She kept glancing at me, thighs pressed together, already restless. I kept my eyes on the road and my hands on the wheel, because if I touched her before we got there I wasn’t going to stop.The second the door to my place closed behind us I took her straight to the room at the end of the hall. The one I had almost torn out during the renovation… and then decided to k
I woke up with her soft body curled against mine.Hazel’s head was on my chest, one leg thrown over my hip, her bare tits pressed warm against my side. Soft morning light slipped through the curtains and caught in her hair. She looked so peaceful—lips slightly parted, lashes dark against her cheeks, the faintest little smile still on her mouth like she was dreaming something filthy. Something about the quiet rise and fall of her breathing made my chest tighten in a way I didn’t want to name.Fuck.I hoped to God I wasn’t falling for my best friend’s daughter.My phone buzzed on the nightstand. I reached for it carefully so I wouldn’t wake her. One message from the renovation crew:Apartment’s finished. You can move in whenever.I shoved the phone under the pillow and turned back to her.Even in sleep her pussy was dripping. I slid my hand between her thighs, parted her soft lips, and pushed one thick finger inside. She was still soaked from last night—hot, silky, and clenching around
He kissed her neck, open-mouthed and hot, sucking lightly on her pulse point. Lila’s knees weakened. She clutched his shoulders for support, feeling the hard muscle beneath her fingers."Tell me to stop," he challenged, even as his hand slid down her waist to grip her full hip. "Tell me you don’t w
Lila Harper had always been the good girl.At nineteen, she still blushed at the mere mention of anything intimate. Raised by a single mother who drilled modesty and purity into her, Lila had never touched herself, never watched anything forbidden, and certainly never imagined the things that happe
Lila stumbled back into the venue, rain-soaked and trembling. The thin yellow sundress clung to her curvy body like a second skin, outlining every heavy swell of her breasts and the flare of her wide hips. The vibrator inside her virgin pussy buzzed mercilessly, intensifying with every step she too
Lila woke up with a gasp, her body still humming from the shameful secret she had committed in the kitchen the night before. Sunlight filtered through her curtains, but the pink vibrator hidden under her pillow felt like it was burning a hole through her thoughts.Her phone buzzed on the nightstand







