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DADDYY part 2
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Raw Pleasures DADDYY part 2
SOFIA’s povI walk towards him, my heels clicking on the polished floor. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long," I say, trying to keep my voice steady. But my breath catches in my throat when he reaches out and takes my hand, his fingers warm against my skin."Never," he murmurs, pulling me closer. I can feel the heat radiating from his body, the raw power that surrounds him like an aura. I know I should be afraid, but all I feel is a primal desire that I've never experienced before.He cups my face with his other hand, his thumb brushing over my lower lip. I part my lips instinctively, a soft moan escaping me. His eyes darken with lust, and I can feel my own arousal building, a warmth spreading between my thighs."Sofia," he breathes, and I know he can see the desire reflected in my eyes. He leans in closer, his breath hot against my ear. "I want to taste you," he whispers, his voice low and rough with need. "I want to bury my face between your thighs and lick every inch of your
Raw Pleasures DADDYY
SOFIA’s POVThe city lights were melting into streaks outside the window, gold and red like slow fire. I sat in the passenger seat, pretending to scroll through my phone, but my hand trembled a little every time he changed lanes.“Put that away,” he said, voice low and calm. “You don’t need it right now.”I did. But I dropped the phone into my lap anyway. The way he said it — quiet, but certain — made it sound less like an order and more like a fact.His name was Adrian, though everyone in his world probably called him Mr. Valez. I was still getting used to how expensive his silence felt. Even the hum of the car seemed to obey him.“You’re nervous,” he said.“I’m not.”He smiled, eyes still on the road. “You always say that when you are.”I turned toward the window again, but I could feel him watching me between glances. He liked studying people — or maybe just me — as if he could see the truth under the surface if he stared long enough.The air smelled faintly of leather and his colo
Raw Pleasures MY NEIGHBOR part 2
THIRD PERSON POVThe bell for seventh period felt like a pardon. Chloe gathered her books, the words of her teachers a distant buzz drowned out by the memory of her mother’s devastated face. The walk home was slow, heavy with the weight of the silent treatment that had stretched through the morning. She pushed the front door open, bracing for the chill.The house was empty. A note on the kitchen counter, written in her mother’s sharp, efficient script, read: Had to cover an extra shift. There’s lasagna in the fridge. We will talk tonight.Chloe let out a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding. A temporary reprieve. She dropped her backpack and wandered to the living room window, looking for any sign of life that wasn’t steeped in her own guilt.And then she saw him.Liam was in his driveway, washing his motorcycle. The afternoon sun glinted off the chrome and the damp patches on his grey t-shirt. He moved with a focused, easy grace, circling the machine, running a soapy sponge o
Raw Pleasures My NEIGHBOR
THIRD PERSON POV The world had narrowed to the space of Liam’s bedroom, to the soft cotton of his sheets against her skin, and to the feeling of his hand tracing a slow, burning path up her arm. The late afternoon sun poured through the window, painting everything in warm, honeyed light. “Are you sure about this, Chloe?” Liam’s voice was a soft murmur, his face close to hers. His expression was serious, his usual easy-going smile replaced by a look of tender intensity. Chloe’s heart was a wild drum against her ribs. She’d liked Liam since he moved in next door six months ago. He was older, in his early twenties, with a quiet maturity that made the boys in her senior class seem like children. This moment, this step, felt both terrifying and inevitable. “I’m sure,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. She reached out and touched his cheek, and that was all the confirmation he needed. He leaned in and kissed her, and the last of her nerves melted away. The world outside—her homew
Raw Pleasures UNDER THE BADGE part 3
THIRD PERSON POVThe world had shrunk to the space between her body and his, to the cold metal at her back and the devastating heat of his hands on her skin. Val’s mind, usually a whirlwind of strategy and suspicion, was blissfully, terrifyingly quiet. There was only sensation: the rough whisper of his breath against her neck, the solid strength of his chest under her trembling fingers, the possessive pressure of his thigh between hers.“Malik,” she breathed again, his name a plea and a confession all in one.He pulled back just enough to look into her eyes. The stormy intensity there had softened into something hotter, more focused. “Tell me you want this,” he commanded, his voice a low, rough vibration that seeped straight into her bones. “I need to hear you say it. No badges. No games.”It was the last door, the final boundary. On the other side was the point of no return. She looked into his eyes and saw not a criminal, but a man who had seen through every one of her walls and sti
Raw Pleasures UNDER THE BADGE part 2
THIRD PERSON POV“A vetting process?” Miller’s tone sharpened. “Did he make you? Does he suspect you’re a cop?”The memory of Malik’s whisper, “You’re hunting it,” sent a fresh shiver through her. “No,” she lied, the word tasting like ash. “He’s just paranoid. Rightfully so. He’s testing my story, my resolve. Pushing too fast will spook him. He needs to believe I’m all in.”There was a long pause on the other end, filled with the soft crackle of the secure line. “The clock is ticking, Cruz. The brass wants this wrapped up. We need the shipment routes, the distribution points. If you can’t get it, we’ll pull you and send in a different team. A harder approach.”A cold knot tightened in Val’s stomach. A “harder approach” meant a SWAT raid, a guaranteed bloodbath. It also meant she’d never see him again. The thought was more unsettling than it should have been.“I can get it,” she said, her voice firmer than she felt. “He’s… intrigued. I can use that. Just give me seventy-two hours. He’s
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