SCARLET TEMPTATIONS: A SERIES OF Romance

How could a twenty-one-year-old man be that… huge?The image kept flashing through me no matter how hard I tried to push it away. Earlier today, I had gone to visit my best friend, Ralia. I’d been so pressed that I thought my bladder would burst, so I rushed straight to the bathroom without knocking.And there he was.Johnny.Naked, water sliding down his chest, his broad shoulders glistening under the shower. My eyes had betrayed me, landing on the thick length between his thighs before my brain could catch up. Heat had rushed straight to my core, making me ache in places I had long denied.I should have turned away immediately. Instead, I froze, staring, drinking him in, shame and desire tangling until I could barely breathe. Fantasies swirled in my mind. Should I just step forward, press my body against his, ride him until my legs gave out? Should I sink to my knees and take him into my mouth until he groaned my name?God help me, the thoughts wouldn’t stop.His eyes flicked to me,

Justin’s POV I froze as Mum stormed in, the look on her face was priceless. “Stella, you’ve been sleeping with my son? Since when?” she demanded, her voice sharp enough to cut glass. Aunt Stella stood there, speechless, her eyes wide with panic. Before she could answer, Mum charged forward, grabbed her by the arm, and delivered a stinging slap that snapped Stella’s head to the side. “Here and now, we’re done,” Mum spat, her words final. She seized my wrist and pulled me toward the door. “Ralia, it’s not what you think—” Stella’s voice faltered, fading into the chaos as Mum dragged me to her car. She didn’t say a word as she sped off, the silence between us heavier than a thousand screams. I could feel her heartbreak radiating in the quiet, and it tore at me. I’d never seen her like this. We pulled into the driveway, and Mum got out without sparing me a glance. Not a word. Not even the flicker of an eye in my direction. She headed straight inside, her silence pressing down on me

Thompson’s POVAriana ran upstairs, her clothes clutched in her hands, her bare ass bouncing with every step. I couldn’t stop staring, my eyes glued to her curves until she vanished around the corner. My cock was still half-hard, twitching in my pants, and I groaned, pissed off at whoever was knocking. That idiot ruined the best moment of my life. I’d been dreaming about fucking Ariana since the day I met her, those full lips, her round breasts, the way her hips swayed. She’s my wife’s daughter, so I tried to act right, ignoring her flirty looks and tight outfits. But today, watching that porn with her on the couch, her thighs pressed together and her nipples poking through her top, I lost it. Her vagina was so tight, squeezing my cock like a glove, and the way she moaned “Zaddy” while I fucked her deep made me never want to stop. Even her mouth, sucking me off, gagging on my cock while I came down her throat it was better than I’d ever imagined.Another loud knock snapped me out of

Jade’s POVMy grip on the phone tightened, my body trembling as I read the message again. My eyes darted around the classroom, half-expecting someone to be watching me, but everyone else was lost in their own world. Still, a cold sweat broke across my skin, and I shifted restlessly in my seat.When the bell rang, I didn’t wait a second. I rushed straight to the professor’s office.There he was, gathering his things, ready to leave.His gaze found me instantly, and that smile of his—God, that smile—nearly knocked the breath out of me.“Missing me already?” he teased.I swallowed hard, fighting the insane urge to kiss him right there in the open.“Yes,” I whispered.He pulled me closer, his lips brushing mine in a light, teasing kiss that only made me ache more. My cock twitched painfully in my pants, begging for more, but he drew back too soon.“I need to talk to you,” I blurted, my voice shaky.His brows lifted with curiosity, eyes sharpening. “Go on.”“I… I got this text. From an unk

NATALIE'S POVThe garage beneath our apartment building was dim and quiet, the kind of late-night hush that made every small sound feel louder than it should. I sat behind the wheel of my car, the engine still ticking as it cooled down.My heart was pounding hard, and the short drive home from the bar had done nothing to calm the fire that had been building between my legs all night.The stranger’s words kept looping in my head, low and filthy, whispered right against my ear while we waited for drinks: “I’d bend you over right here if I could, pretty girl.”I had laughed it off not being the type to sleep with a complete stranger but now I could barely think of anything other than how huge he must have been.I shifted in the seat, my thighs pressing together, which only made it worse and I watched the thin fabric of my dress slide up. My bare pussy stared back at me and I could smell my arousal since I had driven home bare.I had taken my panties off in the bar's bathroom and now the