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BENT OVER HIS FATHER’S DESK 3
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2026-08-13 20:39:22
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Mara I woke to the sound of Ethan moving in the kitchen. The guest room ceiling was unfamiliar in the gray morning light. My body held the ache of the living room floor and the deeper bruise of being seen. I sat up, looked at the ring on my hand, and took it off. The pale band of skin underneath looked permanent. I set the ring on the nightstand and left it there. Ethan was at the counter with coffee when I came down. He had not slept much. The takeout bag from the night before sat in the trash. He glanced at my bare left hand and then at my face and nodded once as if a prediction had come true. “You’re leaving,” he said. “Yes.” “For him.” “For me. And yes, for him.” He wrapped both hands around his mug. The house felt smaller with the truth sitting at the table between us. Outside a neighbor’s car door shut. Life continued on the street as if the Ellison marriage had not ended on a living room rug the night before. “I keep replaying Friday,” Ethan said. “The way he looked at
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Mara Tuesday started like any other day built on a lie. Ethan kissed my cheek at the door at 7:40 and left for the office with his travel mug and a reminder that his late meeting meant he would not be home until after nine. I smiled. I told him to drive safe. I shut the door and leaned against it until the sound of his car faded down the street. At 6:03 I unlocked the back door. At 6:10 Adrian walked in. He did not speak. He crossed the kitchen, backed me into the counter, and kissed me like the three days since the bathroom had been a form of starvation. I got his shirt off. He dragged my leggings down. We made it as far as the living room rug before he pushed into me on the floor with my legs over his shoulders and my hands braced on the coffee table leg. He fucked me deep and steady while the house stayed quiet around us and the last of the daylight drained out of the windows. “Missed this cunt,” he muttered against my mouth. “Missed watching you take me. Missed filling you w
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Mara Ethan walked through the front door at 8:40 with his suitcase and a smile that looked genuine from a distance. I met him in the entry. He kissed my cheek first, then my mouth, brief and familiar. His arms closed around me and I hugged him back while my body still held the deep ache of his brother bending me over in the hallway less than twenty-four hours earlier. Ethan smelled like plane air and the cologne he kept in his carry-on. I smiled when he pulled back because smiling was what the moment required. “Missed you,” he said. “Missed you too.” He talked through dinner about the meetings and the food in Singapore and a colleague who had gotten engaged. I passed him water and asked the right questions and felt Adrian’s absence in the house like a held breath. Ethan’s phone sat face up on the table. At 9:15 it lit with a message from Adrian. Ethan glanced at it and laughed. “He’s asking if the deck survived my inspection. I told him to come by Friday for dinner. Hope that’s
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Mara He came back the next afternoon without a text. I heard the truck and opened the back door before he reached it. Adrian stepped inside, shut it hard behind him, and had me against the refrigerator in under ten seconds. His mouth was rough. His hands shoved under my dress and found bare skin. I had not bothered with underwear on purpose. “You left it unlocked again,” he muttered against my neck. “You keep showing up.” He lifted me. My legs wrapped around his waist. He carried me to the bedroom that still held Ethan’s cologne in the closet and dropped me on the mattress. The dress came off. His shirt followed. I got his jeans open while he dragged my hips to the edge of the bed and pushed into me in one hard thrust that forced a cry out of my throat. “Quiet,” he said, not meaning it. “Make me.” He fucked me deep and steady with my knees hooked over his elbows and his eyes on the place where his cock disappeared into me. The wet sound of it filled the room. I came first with
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Mara The phone rang itself into voicemail. Adrian stared at the dark screen in his hand while I sat bare in his lap with my jeans shoved down my thighs and my bra dragged under my breasts. His cock still pressed hard against the open front of his jeans where my palm had been. The living room held the wet sound of what he had done to me in the kitchen and the silence that came after a brother’s name lit up the space between our faces. “Answer it,” I said. “No.” “He will call again.” “I know.” Adrian locked the phone and set it face down on the cushion beside us. His hands returned to my waist. For a second I thought he would push me off and leave. Instead he pulled me closer until my bare chest met the cotton of his shirt and his mouth found the side of my neck. “This is already past the line,” he muttered against my skin. “I had my fingers inside my brother’s wife on his couch.” “Keep going.” He laughed once, rough and broken, and bit lightly at my throat. I reached between
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Mara He arrived at 3:50 with the last board already cut and his mouth set in a hard line. I opened the door before he reached it. Adrian stopped on the step with the wood under his arm and looked at me like the doorway itself was a mistake he kept making. The afternoon heat sat on his shoulders. His t-shirt clung at the chest from the truck. I stepped back and let him in without small talk. He went straight through to the deck. I followed. The final board fit into the gap with a dull wooden sound. Adrian drove the screws in fast, one after another, as if finishing the job could close whatever had opened on this same stretch of rail the day before. I stood at the top of the steps and watched the muscles in his back shift under the fabric. When the last screw sank flush he stayed crouched for a second longer than the work required, head down, one hand flat on the new wood. Then he stood and turned. “That’s it,” he said. “Gate. Deck. I’m done.” “Are you.” “Mara.” “You said afte
100 WAYS TO SIN SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY
LANAI stared out the cab window as the Miami streets blurred past. The air conditioning was barely working, and my thighs stuck to the fake leather seat. I’d just landed from my dad’s place up north, and this was the start of another summer with Mom. Same routine every year since the divorce. I li
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LANAThe words left my mouth and I wanted to take them back immediately, but it was too late. “Please fuck my greedy pussy… Daddy.” My voice sounded small and desperate in the quiet study. Shame burned through my whole body, but my pussy was throbbing so hard I could feel my heartbeat between my le
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LANA Morning light came through the curtains and hit me straight in the face. I lay there for a long minute before I dragged myself out of bed, legs still a little shaky from last night. My pussy felt tender when I walked. Every step reminded me of Dominic’s thick fingers stretching me open, the w
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LANAThe door clicked open and I spun around so fast my head spun. Dominic stood there, fully dressed now in that same black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, but it didn’t make him any less dangerous. His eyes burned into me, heavy and sure, like he already knew exactly what my body was doing under the
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