LOGINChapter 2Sophia POV“Come in,” I whispered, my voice cracking just enough to make me want to punch myself in the throat.Marcus stepped past me without a word, his boots heavy on the hardwood floor of the sorority living room. The door clicked shut behind him and the lock sounded way too loud in the quiet house. My sisters were still laughing softly in the kitchen over the last of the shots, completely clueless that my whole world was about to get fucked sideways right here in the middle of our victory night.He didn’t sit down. He just walked straight to the big leather couch, dropped the thick manila folder on the coffee table with a heavy thud, and tossed the silver USB drive next to it like it was nothing. Then he turned around, crossed his arms over that broad chest, and looked at me like I was already on my knees.“Strip the bullshit, Sophia. For the rest of the school year you’re mine. My personal cumslut. That means whenever I text, you drop whatever the fuck you’re doing
Chapter 1 Sophia POV The bass from the speakers still thumped through the walls of the sorority house even though the party had died down hours ago. I stood in the middle of the living room with a half-empty bottle of champagne in my hand, laughing loud with my sisters while the glitter from our victory still stuck to my skin. We had crushed the rival sorority in the charity fundraiser competition, and the trophy sat shiny on the mantel like a crown I deserved. My tight black dress hugged every curve I had worked hard for, the hem riding up my thighs just enough to remind everyone who ran this house. I felt fucking unstoppable tonight. My phone buzzed on the marble counter. I glanced down, expecting another congratulatory text from some thirsty frat guy. Instead, it was a video from an unknown number. I tapped play, still grinning. The screen showed Marcus’s little sister, that freshman with the big innocent eyes, standing in front of the disciplinary board with tears
Chapter 4I was still trembling against the table, my pussy still fluttering around Victor’s thick fingers when he finally pulled them out with a wet sound that made my face burn hotter. My legs felt like jelly and my mind was spinning so fast I could barely catch a single thought. That orgasm had hit me harder than anything I had ever felt and now my body was buzzing, sensitive and needy all over again even though I had just cum.Victor looked down at me with that dark hungry smile, his eyes roaming over my naked body like he owned every inch of it. He brought his wet fingers up to his mouth and sucked them clean right in front of me, his tongue sliding over them slowly. “Fuck, you taste sweet, Lila. That pussy is dripping like it knows it belongs to me tonight.”I swallowed hard, my throat dry even though my mouth was watering for some reason. My voice came out shaky when I finally spoke. “Victor… that was… I shouldn’t have let you do that. We have to stop before someone comes
Chapter 3 Victor watched my face the whole time, his dark eyes burning with raw hunger. “That’s it, Lila. Ride my fingers like the dirty little slut you’re pretending not to be. Tomorrow you can play the perfect wife for everyone else. Tonight you’re mine. Tonight this wet cunt belongs to me.” His words should have shocked me more but instead they made me clench even harder around his fingers. A fresh gush of wetness coated his hand and dripped down my thighs. I bit my lip hard trying to hold back another moan but it slipped out anyway, loud and needy and embarrassing. “Please…” The word came out shaky. I didn’t even know exactly what I was begging for anymore. Part of me wanted him to stop before we went too far. Another part, the bigger part right now, wanted him to never stop. I wanted him to give me everything my safe boring life had never let me feel even once. Victor just smiled that wicked slow smile and pumped his fingers faster, his thumb pressing firmer circles
Chapter 2“Yeah, it is.” His free hand came up and cupped one of my breasts, squeezing the soft flesh just hard enough that a whimper slipped out of my mouth before I could hold it back. His thumb flicked over my stiff nipple once, then twice, slow and deliberate, sending little jolts straight down between my legs every time he did it. When he pinched the hard peak between his thumb and finger, twisting just a little, that sharp spark of pleasure mixed with pain shot right to my pussy and made my knees feel weak.“And you’re dripping for it already, aren’t you?” Victor’s voice was low and rough right next to my ear. He breathed in deep like he was tasting the air. “I can smell how wet your little cunt is from here. That sweet slick smell is all over you.”“Victor…” I moaned his name before I could stop myself. My hips shifted on their own, pressing my thighs together tight, but that only made the ache between my legs worse, like rubbing two wet matches together and waiting for the
Chapter 1 Lila’s pov “God, I can’t do this,” I whispered into the dark garden, my voice cracking as fresh tears spilled down my cheeks. The rehearsal dinner noise still floated out from the house behind me, all fake laughter and clinking glasses, but out here everything felt too quiet and too loud at the same time. My chest hurt like someone had tied a rope around it and kept pulling tighter. Tomorrow I was supposed to marry Daniel, sweet safe Daniel who kissed like he was scared he might break me, and right now that future looked like a cage closing in.I wiped my face with the back of my hand but the tears kept coming. The white silk slip I wore under my rehearsal dress clung to my skin from the warm night air and from the way my body kept shaking. I should have gone back inside. I should have smiled and pretended everything was perfect like I always did. Instead I just stood there under the dim garden lights, shoulders hunched, trying to breathe without sobbing out loud.F
Chapter 1Layla POV‘You boys really thought you could outsmart me on this case prep?’ I said, leaning back in my leather chair, crossing my legs slowly so my pencil skirt rode up just enough to show the edge of my thigh-high stockings.The office lights were dimmed low, only the desk lamp casting
Chapter 2The guys started circling the bed right away, their boots thudding heavy on the floor, echoing in the quiet, and Marcus was the first to lean in close, his big hand landing on my thigh and sliding up slow under the gown, pushing the fabric higher and higher until my bare pussy was exposed
Chapter 3He grunted out, “Take my dick, you screaming slut, take it deeper, yeah, feel how you are stretching around me,” and I howled loud, the mix of pain and pleasure making my body arch off the bed as much as the straps allowed, my inner walls gripping him tight, milking him without me meaning
STEP MON AND STEP SON YOGA FUCKChapter 1Isabella POVI watched Anthony pace back and forth in the living room, his broad shoulders tense and his face twisted up in frustration. He had been studying nonstop for finals, and it showed in every step he took, like his body was screaming for a break.







