LOGINHelenI woke in Trevor’s bed for the third morning in a row with his heavy arm draped across my waist and the solid warmth of his body pressed against my back. The house was still quiet. The kids had not yet stirred. Soft gray light filtered through the curtains and painted the room in muted shades. My body felt pleasantly sore in all the places he had used the night before. The memory of his cock stretching me open and the hot spill of his cum inside me made a slow pulse start between my legs all over again.Trevor’s hand shifted on my stomach and then slid higher to cup one of my breasts. His thumb brushed over the nipple until it tightened. I felt him harden against the curve of my ass.“Morning,” he murmured against the back of my neck. His voice was rough from sleep.“Morning.”He kissed the side of my throat and rolled his hips once so I could feel the full length of him. “We have maybe twenty minutes before they wake up.”I pushed back against him in silent answer. He reached d
HelenI woke the next morning with the memory of Trevor’s mouth still fresh on my lips and the unfinished heat from the night before sitting heavy between my legs. The almost-kiss that had turned into a full makeout session on the couch, the way his hand had slid under my top, the hard press of his cock against my thigh, and then Emma walking in before anything more could happen. My body felt restless and tight with need. I showered and dressed in a pair of soft shorts and a thin tank top before heading downstairs.Trevor was already in the kitchen. He looked up when I entered and his eyes moved over me with the same dark heat from the night before. The kids were still asleep. The house felt quiet and charged.“Morning,” he said. His voice was low.“Morning.”We moved around each other while the coffee finished. Every brush of his arm against mine sent a fresh spark through my skin. Neither of us mentioned the night before. The silence between us felt heavier than words. The kids came
HelenI woke to the soft gray light of another cloudy morning and the quiet knowledge that Trevor would be home all day. He had mentioned the night before that he planned to work from the house office. The thought had stayed with me through most of the night. My body still felt restless from the memory of his mouth on mine and the way his fingers felt inside me. I showered and dressed in a pair of soft black shorts and a thin white tank top before heading downstairs.Trevor was already in the kitchen when I arrived. He wore a dark t-shirt and gray sweatpants and the scent of coffee filled the air. He looked up when I entered and his eyes moved over me once before he spoke.“Morning. Kids are still asleep. I thought we could go over the weekly schedule after breakfast if you have time.”“Of course. That works.”We moved around each other in the small space while the coffee finished brewing. Every time his arm brushed mine the contact sent a small spark through my skin. The kids came do
HelenI woke the next morning with the taste of Trevor still on my lips and the memory of his mouth against mine playing over and over in my head. My body felt restless and warm under the sheets. The ache between my legs had not faded during the night. If anything it had grown stronger. I lay still for a long time listening to the quiet house and trying to decide how to face him after what had happened on the couch.I showered and dressed in a pair of soft black shorts and a thin gray tank top. The fabric clung to my breasts and I could already feel the cool air against my skin. Downstairs the kitchen was empty. I started the coffee and began making breakfast for the kids. My hands felt unsteady as I worked. Every sound from the stairs made my pulse jump.Trevor walked in a few minutes later wearing a dark t-shirt and gray sweatpants. His hair was still damp and the scent of his soap filled the kitchen. He looked at me for a long second before speaking.“Morning.”“Morning.” My voice
HelenI woke to the soft sound of rain still falling against the windows and the gray light of another cloudy morning. My body felt warm and restless under the sheets. The memory of Trevor’s hand against my neck the night before lingered on my skin like a brand. I could still feel the slow stroke of his thumb along my jaw. The ache between my legs had returned stronger than before. I lay still for several minutes listening to the quiet house and trying to steady my breathing before I finally forced myself out of bed.I showered and dressed in a pair of soft gray shorts and a thin white tank top. The fabric clung to my breasts and I could already feel the cool air from the vent against my skin. Downstairs the kitchen was empty. I started the coffee and began making pancakes for the kids. The simple routine helped a little but not enough. My hands felt unsteady as I mixed the batter. I was pouring the first circle of batter into the pan when I heard Trevor’s footsteps on the stairs.He
Helen I woke to the sound of rain against the windows and the soft gray light of a cloudy morning. My body felt heavy and warm under the covers. The memory of the night before lingered in my muscles and between my thighs. I had touched myself thinking about Trevor and the release had only taken the edge off for a little while. The ache returned the moment I opened my eyes. I lay still for several minutes listening to the rain and trying to steady my breathing before I finally got up.I showered quickly and dressed in a pair of soft black shorts and a pale pink tank top. The fabric was thin enough that I could already feel the cool air from the vent against my skin. Downstairs the kitchen was quiet. I started the coffee and began making oatmeal for the kids. The simple motions helped calm the restless energy under my skin. I was stirring the pot when I heard Trevor’s footsteps on the stairs.He walked in wearing a dark t-shirt and gray sweatpants. His hair was still damp and the scent
LANAMom helped me carry my suitcase upstairs to my room. It was the same one I always stayed in during summers, nothing fancy but it felt like mine. She hugged me again at the door.“Get settled in, baby. Dinner will be ready soon.” She said and I nodded and closed the door behind her.I pulled ou
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
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
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







