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Steamy Encounters Chapter 2
“You can take the bathroom first if you want,” he said, already turning toward the kitchen to give me space. I thanked him and gathered the change of clothes I always kept in my bag for late nights that ran longer than planned: a long jacket, soft pants, and a thick sweater. Then I stepped into the small bathroom and locked the door. The water came out scalding hot, and I stood under it longer than I needed to, letting the heat sink into my skin. At the same time, I tried not to think about the man on the other side of the wall or the way the blizzard was already swallowing the mountain. When I finally stepped out and dried off, I put every piece of clothing back on: the pants, the long jacket that fell past my hips, the sweater, everything, because the idea of less felt too exposed even though we were strangers forced into the same small space. I came out with my hair still damp and found Theo waiting near the table. He gave me a small nod before taking his own turn in the bathro
Steamy Encounters BLIZZARD BLOCK
SYNOPSIS: Stranded in a blizzard at a remote mountain lodge with only one room left and a single king bed, two strangers decide body heat is the only logical solution. CHAPTER 1 I had been chasing the story since before sunrise, the kind of local feature that never makes the front page but still fills the space between the real news and the ads. The mountain ice rink was hosting its annual winter festival charity skate, a mix of kids in mismatched skates and a handful of old-timers who still remembered when the place had been the only entertainment for fifty miles. I needed quotes, a few pictures of the lights strung over the ice, and something warm enough to make readers feel like they had been there. The drive up had been quiet. Snow already dusted the higher switchbacks, but the roads were still open, and the sky held that flat grey that promised more later. I parked near the main entrance, pulled my scarf higher, and went to work. I moved through the afternoon talking to the
Steamy Encounters Chapter 5
The final presentation landed better than either of us had any right to expect. The client signed off on every major element, including the centrepiece we had nearly destroyed each other over, and the partners looked almost giddy as they shook hands and talked about future work. Someone suggested a team dinner to celebrate. I almost said no. Brandon’s eyes met mine across the conference table for half a second, and I heard myself agreeing instead.The restaurant was loud, bottles of wine appearing faster than the food. I drank more than I meant to, the edges of the evening softening until the ordinary chatter around the long table felt distant. Brandon stayed mostly quiet beside me, nursing a single glass, watching the room the way he always did. When the night finally wound down and people started calling rides, I stood, and the floor tilted just enough that his hand closed around my elbow.“I’ve got her,” he told the project manager. “She’s on my way.”No one argued. Outside, the co
Steamy Encounters Chapter 4
I walked into the office the next morning, intending to pretend the night before had never happened and to treat Brandon like the same difficult colleague I had always known. Still, the second I saw him by the coffee machine, the air between us changed. He looked at me over the rim of his cup, and I looked away first, forcing my expression blank as I headed for my desk. We managed almost forty minutes of careful professionalism, short answers about the revised centrepiece drawings, polite nods when other people were listening.I was halfway down the corridor toward my own office, arms full of printouts, when a hand closed around my upper arm and pulled me sideways. Brandon’s door shut behind us with a soft click and the lock turned before I could even open my mouth. “Are you insane?” I hissed, already backing up a step. “Anyone could have seen that.” He followed, crowding me until my back met the edge of his desk, one hand already gripping my ass hard enough to make me suck in a b
Steamy Encounters Chapter 3
The night it nearly crossed the line, we had already been there past ten. The cleaners had come and gone, the main lights had switched to the dim overnight setting, and the only illumination in the conference room came from the task lamps and the city beyond the glass. We were arguing about the bed platform again, the same circular fight we had been having for days, and I was tired enough that the careful distance I had been keeping started to slip. “You keep treating the bed like it’s a stage set,” I said, voice rising. “People have to actually get in and out of it without feeling like they’re on display.” “And you keep treating privacy like it’s more important than the single best view in the entire building.” “Because privacy is more important. For fucks sake, who wants to be watched?” “They’re not being watched. They’re being given the best possible experience of the space.” “Experience according to you.” “Experience according to the light, Claire. The light doesn’t lie.” I
Steamy Encounters Chapter 2
Two weeks later, the office had started to feel smaller every time I walked in; the same conference room somehow holding less air even though nothing about the square footage had changed, and Brandon was always already there when I arrived, sleeves rolled to the elbows, tablet and sketch rolls spread across the long table like he had claimed the entire surface as territory. We stayed later than anyone else now, the rest of the team filtering out by seven. At the same time, the two of us kept circling the same unresolved layout. Somewhere between the eighth consecutive late night and the ninth, I started noticing things I had no business noticing, the way the veins in his forearms shifted when he braced his weight on the table, the quiet concentration that settled over his face when he stopped performing and worked, and the low sound of his breathing when the room went still. I told myself it was proximity and nothing more, the natural result of being forced into the same four walls
Steamy Encounters Chapter 4
Ashamed of what had happened between them, Mara hid in the room from Matt. She didn't leave the bedroom until she was certain he had gone to work. She took care of the baby, to take her mind off what had taken place between her and her step-brother, and by the time the clock rolled to 9 PM, she was
Steamy Encounters Chapter 3
He looked up at her from between her thighs, his dark eyes gleaming when he felt her freeze. “That's what you are, Mara. My sister. My leaking, desperate sister.” He lowered his mouth again, his tongue flicking her clit once, twice, making her jolt. “Say it.”She shook her head, tears spilling ane
Steamy Encounters CHAPTER 2
Finally, he pulled back. Her breast slipped from his mouth with a wet sound, both nipples now red, glistening, and spent, but still eager to feel the mouth on them. A thin trickle of milk ran down the curve of her breast, and Matt chased it with his tongue, lapping to clean her. His eyes were gla
Steamy Encounters TAKING HIS LACTATING SISTER
A/NThese are collections of erotic shorts, each accompanied by a brief backstory. Each story differs from the other. They are just collections, and each story will have at least 3 chaptersHAPPY READING!TAKING HIS LACTATING STEPSISTERThe baby finally slept after a long day of constant crying.
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