LOGINVAL’S POVThe next morning, I was still tangled in my sheets, the ghost of Dominic's hands on my skin making me twitch, when my bedroom door flew open with a bang that rattled my teeth.Matteo stood there, framed in the doorway, looking like he'd just wrestled a bear and lost. His hair was a mess, his eyes were bloodshot, and he wasn’t smiling."We need to talk," he said, his voice rough and low.I didn't even sit up. I just glared at him from my pillow fortress, "I have nothing to say to you."He took a step closer, “I’m not kidding, Val, we really need to talk.”"About what," I blurted out, sitting upright.“You’ve been avoiding me, and I don’t know why. I literally confessed my feelings to you and the next day you ghosted me?"I let out a humorless laugh that was more like a bark, "I ghosted you?"He looked genuinely bewildered, like I'd just accused him of being a secret astronaut, "Val, I literally woke up and you were gone.”I scoffed, "Perhaps it was your dick who ghosted me an
VAL’S POVA hand stroked my temple, gentle but persistent, dragging me up from the dark. I mumbled something that sounded like "five more minutes," my eyes fluttering open, sticky and confused.“Val.”A familiar voice rang in my ears, and suddenly, my eyes shot open like I'd been tased, and my mom's face was literally hovering over me like a fucking creep.Shit!I vaulted up so fast I practically gave myself whiplash, the sheets twisting around my legs like an octopus."Mom," I choked out, my tongue feeling like sandpaper, my brain still swimming in Dominic-scented memories."When did you… I mean, what are you… I wasn't expecting…" I stammered, sounding like a total idiot."You were talking in your sleep," she said, tilting her head like she was a goddamn detective and I was the case of the century. "Something about… stretch? And mine…?"My stomach literally fell out of my ass. I was positive I hadn't dreamed it. The stretch of him splitting me open, his stubble scraping against my in
DOMINIC’S POVI'd fucking dreamt of this—of her flavor, of the sounds she'd make, of the way her fingers would grip my hair and hold me to her like she was drowning and I was the only air she had. I licked through her slick folds with long, deliberate strokes, circling her clit with the tip of my tongue before sucking it hard between my lips. She was whimpering now, a constant, desperate sound, her hands fisting in the sheets, as her hips rolled against my face."Dominic, oh god, Dominic—"I tried to slide a finger into her, to feel that tight heat, but fuck. She was so goddamn tight, and the thought of how she'd feel clamped around my cock had me grinding my own dick against the mattress like a fucking teenager. But I didn't hesitate. I slid a finger into her, and her cunt clenched around it immediately, greedy and wet. She was so fucking soaked it was obscene.Her body moved against my working finger, her moans getting louder, more desperate, making my cock throb with a painful ache
DOMINIC’S POVI watched her step closer, the scent of her skin and tequila a heady cocktail in the air. She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear, the warmth of her breath a match dropped directly into the powder keg of my self-control. "Don't leave," she whispered, and a violent shock rippled through my entire system.This had to be a fucking dream. A sick, twisted, perfect dream my depraved mind had conjured up after three years of silent torture.In that moment, my mind travelled back in time.For three years, I had played the part of the stable, disciplined stepfather. I had watched her grow into a woman. I had spent countless nights staring at the ceiling, cursing the timing of my marriage to her mother, wondering how the hell I was supposed to coexist with a girl who looked like a dream and acted like a storm.I remembered every subtle moment. The way I'd snap at her over nothing just to create distance, to put up walls between us. I'd been harsh, just a few times, and ev
VAL’S POVThere, standing in the middle of the room, was my stepdad, completely naked, just about to step into a pair of pants. My eyes widened as my mouth gaped open. I did a full one-eighty and bolted back to my room, but not before the image was permanently laser-etched onto my retinas. Every single muscular inch. And yeah, that part of him? The one that made my mouth go dry? That definitely, definitely caught my attention.I tried to drown the memory in more tequila, a stupid plan because all it did was make the picture in my head sharper, more high-definition. Just then, a knock on my door had me jumping out of my skin. I was too chicken shit to answer, but the door opened anyway, and Dominic came in, fully dressed now, thank God, but still radiating that hot, commanding energy that always made my panties feel a little too tight."Val, are you okay?" He asked."I'm so sorry," I said, my face flushing, "I only meant to say thank you for saving me, today. I didn't mean to... you k
VAL’S POVMatteo was still dead to the world when I snuck out of his room at dawn, the sheets still warm from his body.Last night was magic, a sensation that still made my thighs clench when I thought about it. I wrapped my hair in a messy bun, my movements stiff, and headed towards his room again. Just to check on him, I told myself. A quick peek to make sure he was still breathing, not a booty call for round two of his perfectly curated dick.I pushed open his door without a second thought, and my eyes almost bulged out of their sockets. WTF Gianna was lying in his fucking bed, her dark hair splayed across his pillow. When did she even get here?My heart hammered so hard I felt I was going to have a heart attack. I didn't hesitate, I slammed the door so hard the frame shook, the sound echoing my internal scream. I spun on my heel and marched straight back to my room. I knew it. I fucking knew it. Matteo was a playboy, a walking red flag in designer sneakers, and I was a world-class
BENJAMIN’S POVThe moment the final school bell rang, we found ourselves outside. Correct me if I’m wrong, but no one gives a f*ck about school, but it’s the sweet chaos around it that makes it worth showing up for —the girls, the games, the parties, and not to mention the amazing high school frien
BENJAMIN’S POV “Fine, I’m in,” Cindy declared, her tone sharp enough to cut glass, eyes spiking straight at Anna. “Shouldn’t we get more covered up?” Beatrice asked, her voice tinged with concern, though her gaze betrayed something else entirely. Since we were in a beach house, no one really care
BENJAMIN’S POV What the actual fuck was Clara thinking bringing Anna here? I mean, seriously, where the hell did Clara even find her? Can’t a man have one goddamn weekend without a full-blown emotional ambush? My fingers curled so tightly around the steering wheel that I nearly punched a hole thr
BENJAMIN’S POVThe sight of her fountain of pleasure made my dick throb like it had its own heartbeat, and I nearly blacked out.Then, it hit me like lightning—this wasn’t an accident. This was a f*cking invitation, and I was dangerously close to RSVPing.Beatrice had been on my mind from the first







