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Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy. There are no happily-ever-afters in this story. It's about the rush of the present, the energy of the moment, and what happens when two bodies naturally give in to it. Thus, locate a peaceful area, turn down the lights, and get ready. This is indulging, not just reading. With desire, Author. AUTHOR'S NOTE Writing Tales of Instant Lust was a delightful diversion into wild fantasies, unrestrained cravings, and unforgiving heat. Every story in this collection was written to be quick, intense, and relaxed, for readers who want to jump right into the action. No pointless stories, no lengthy wait, just pure and raw emotion. I appreciate your courage in joining me in this world. Here's to the imaginations we enjoy reading in the dark but don't often express aloud. With Love and heat OZ Disclaimer & Content Note for Tales of Instant Lust Tales of Instant Lust is a fictional work of adult erotica, designed solely for the entertainment of mature readers aged 18 and above. This book contains highly explicit sexual content, graphic language, and scenes of intense sexual encounters that are not suitable for minors or sensitive audiences. If you are under the age of 18, you are not legally or ethically permitted to read, d******d, purchase, or share the content within this book. Please exit this material immediately if you are not of legal age. This book is Rated 18+ for the following elements: Explicit sex scenes Mature language and erotic dialogue Adult themes including lust, fantasy, and casual sexual relationships Short, high-heat scenarios designed for quick adult entertainment Every story within this book is crafted with the intention of delivering steamy, unapologetic, and fast-paced erotica that satisfies the instant cravings of readers who enjoy stories of spontaneous passion, taboo indulgences, and sexually charged interactions. The characters, settings, and scenarios are fictional and meant for escapism—not intended to reflect or encourage real-life behavior without consent or responsibility. This book may feature content that explores various sexual dynamics, fantasies, and preferences. All encounters are consensual in nature, even if they unfold in daring or unconventional contexts. However, if you're uncomfortable with mature themes or erotic storytelling, this book may not be for you. --- Legal & Copyright Notice This book is the intellectual property of the author and is protected under international copyright laws ©. No part of this work may be reproduced, distributed, copied, stored, posted online, or transmitted in any form or by any means that electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise without the prior written permission of the author. Any unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this content constitutes copyright infringement and may result in legal action. Plagiarism of this work in any shape or form is strictly prohibited and will be treated seriously under applicable law. This is an original, non-plagiarized work. All the characters, scenes, and narratives are the product of the author's creativity. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental. --- Final Word Tales of Instant Lust is a celebration of uninhibited sexuality, desire without delay, and storytelling that gets straight to the point. It’s for bold readers who enjoy their erotica quick, dirty, and deeply satisfying. Please read with an open mind and respect the intended age boundaries. If you’re of age and ready to dive into a world where fantasy burns hot and fast, then welcome you're exactly where you need to be. Enjoy the heat. The Author OZ.CHAPTER THREE At last, they surrender. The quiet between us had taken on a life of its own. The night in the rain, the evening Lena kissed me, the night my best friend tasted like warmth and pity the night everything went crazy was a week later. A week of half-written apologies, ignored messages, and lengthy, painful pauses during which I questioned whether I had dreamed everything. She was missed. Not in the intimate, informal manner of a buddy. But in a deep, throbbing hunger that rendered sleep seem futile. When she did text at last: Come on over. We must speak.In less than fifteen minutes, my pulse was racing, my palms were warm, and I felt as though I was entering an irrevocable situation when I arrived at her apartment door. And I was—because, despite my fear, I secretly desired whatever was beyond. Before I could knock, the door opened. Lena remained still. sloppy dark hair. Her eyes were puffy, as if she hadn't slept. As if she had shed tears.She said, "W
CHAPTER TWO We met according to the note and what was written in it. It seemed as though the world had ceased to revolve. She continued to kiss me. The universe was still for a brief, breathless minute. There was no sound, no thinking, no heartbeat—just the taste of her mouth against mine, delicate and trembling, like a secret neither of us intended to share. Lena. My best friend. When I eventually drew away, our foreheads still locked together, her breath shuddered against my lips. Stormy, startled, and glimmering with something I couldn't identify, her eyes were wide. Perhaps the searing sensation in my chest was the same thing.They became so entangled that I was unable to distinguish between them. "Tell me I didn't just do that," I said in a tremulous murmur. Her breath caught. "You didn't." “But I did.” "Yes," she said, her gaze returning to my mouth. “You did.” Between us, there was a humming, burning silence that was heavy with all that was unsaid. The room sm
Chapter OneEven at midnight, the city hums, whispers, and sparkles, never truly sleeping. I could see the hazy reflections of car lights gliding across streets slippery with rain from the balcony of my flat. On the railing, my wine glass was half-empty, with condensation forming at the bottom. I should have been relaxing after a demanding week, but all I could think about was her.Lena.She was the next-door resident. My closest friend, my best buddy since college, and the one particular person who could understand me without using words. Last year, we had relocated into the same building, but in different flats on the same level. Perhaps it was fate, but it seemed safe and convenient. But for some reason, it didn't feel safe at all lately. Before I proceeded to turn to look at her, I heard a gentle knock on my door. Her signature is three soft taps. Lena was standing barefoot, her hair wet from the rain, her jacket slung loosely over one of her shoulders, and a smile tu
Chapter ThreeThat night, rain pattered quietly on the dorm windows, a subdued cadence that complemented Lana's steady heartbeat. It was quiet on campus, the kind of silence that precedes tests and farewells. Her laptop was open as she sat on her bed, idly going over her notes. Her gaze, however, strayed to her phone every few minutes. Not a message. No phone call. Since their last meal two nights ago, Ethan has not been in contact. He was simply busy, she reminded herself. However, the quiet was heavier than it ought to be. Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.Ethan was standing there when she opened it, soaked from the rain, with a sheepish expression on his face and a sweater clinging to his shoulders. "I forgot my umbrella." Lana felt a jolt in her heart. "You should have texted me." With a shrug, he entered. "It would have destroyed the surprise." Trying not to smile, she gave him a towel from her desk. "You appear insane." "Very attract
Chapter TwoCompared to the night's creak, the rooftop lights gave out a little buzz. Ethan's words echoed in the air like a challenge Lana wasn't sure how to respond to, and she could still feel his warmth in her fingers. "Go for it," she had said. However, her confidence seemed to have been taken by the wind now that she was present there, just inches from him. With a steady, amused stare, Ethan leaned backwards against the railing. "So," he said nonchalantly, "what are you going to do next, naughty girl?" Lana's forehead raised. "You think I've got one." He remarked, "Oh, you always have one." "You prefer to act as though you don't.”She crossed her arms. "Perhaps I'm reserving it for the ideal time." He laughed. "You mean when you believe it will surprise me the most?" "Exactly." Like a dance that none of them wanted to stop, their banter flowed effortlessly. Below them, cars swerved between streets like shimmering insects as the city lights twinkled. Lana
Chapter OneEverything was bathed in a honey-gold light as the late afternoon sun streamed through the high windows of the campus café at Crawford University. The aroma of freshly baked coffee beans permeated the air while calm music hummed in the background. Pretending to study her notes, Lana sat legs crossed on the couch by the corner, swirling her iced latte with a straw. She was waiting, not actually studying. Awaiting his arrival. Ethan. A senior majoring in psychology. He had black hair, broad shoulders, and a serene confidence that turned heads wherever he went. Not only was he her partner, but he was also her quiet chaos and favourite diversion.He often referred to her as his "naughty girl," a name that, even though he only used it in whispers when they were by themselves, always made her pulse beat a beat. "You're still acting like you're studying?" From behind her, Ethan's booming voice could be heard. After a slight start, Lana looked up to discover him st







