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SHE WAS STRAIGHT UNTIL I KISSED HER

ผู้เขียน: Author Mia
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Trinidad.

The bass was pounding through my chest like a second heartbeat as I leaned against the VIP section railing, eyes locked on Lucinda like they always were.

She was on the dance floor, wild and free, hair whipping around as she moved. Even drunk, Lucinda danced like sex on legs. Her tight black dress rode up her thighs every time she rolled her hips, showing off that smooth caramel skin I’d been fantasizing about since we were sixteen. Back then she was just my best friend’s little siste
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  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   FORBIDDEN OFFICE HOURS 9

    Dr. Kane’s POV I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my eyes with the heel of my hand. The stack of papers on my desk had barely been touched. Instead of grading, I had spent the last twenty minutes staring at my phone, rereading the last message Harper had sent me this morning — a simple “Have a good day” with a small smiley face. It was innocent enough, but it made something warm and uncomfortable twist in my chest. I kept thinking about last weekend at the cabin. The way she had looked at me when we were lying in bed together. The quiet way she had traced patterns on my skin while we talked about nothing important. I wasn’t sure what this was anymore. Lust? Affection? Something deeper that I had no business feeling for a twenty-year-old student? It had only been a few weeks, but she was already under my skin in a way no one else had been in years. I told myself it was just physical attraction mixed with the thrill of the forbidden. I was her professor. Twelve years older. This was s

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   FORBIDDEN OFFICE HOURS 8

    Harper’s POV The next few days passed in a strange, secret haze. I went to class, practiced tennis until my muscles burned, studied in the library with friends, and tried to act like nothing had changed. But everything had changed. Every time I saw Dr. Kane in the lecture hall my body reacted before my mind could catch up — a flush of heat across my skin, a tightening low in my belly, the memory of his hands on me and the way he had sounded when he came inside me. I kept my eyes on my notes most of the time, but when our gazes met across the room the air between us felt electric. One look from him could make me press my thighs together under the desk and remember exactly how full he had felt. We were careful. Painfully careful. We didn’t meet in his office again that week. Instead we texted in careful, coded messages. He would send me an article about a book we had talked about. I would reply with a quote that made me think of him. Nothing that could be used as proof if someone ev

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   FORBIDDEN OFFICE HOURS 7

    Harper’s POV We stayed tangled together on his couch for a long time afterward, skin cooling slowly, breaths gradually evening out. Elias had one arm wrapped around my back, his fingers tracing slow, absent patterns along my spine. My head rested on his chest, listening to the steady thump of his heartbeat under my ear. I could feel the light sheen of sweat between us, the way my leg was draped over his, and the soft press of his softening cock against my thigh. Everything felt heavy and intimate in a way I had never experienced before. My body was sore in the best possible way — a deep, satisfied ache between my legs, my nipples still sensitive from his mouth, my skin tingling everywhere he had touched. I didn’t speak for a while. I just lay there, breathing him in, trying to hold onto the warmth of the moment before the rest of the world crept back in. Because the guilt was already starting to stir again, quiet but insistent, curling in my stomach like smoke. He was my professor.

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   FORBIDDEN OFFICE HOURS 6

    Harper’s POV The days after that first real kiss in his office felt like walking through a dream I couldn’t wake up from. Everything looked the same on campus — students rushing between classes, the smell of coffee from the union, the steady rhythm of practice on the tennis courts — but nothing felt the same. Every time I saw Dr. Kane in the lecture hall my stomach would flip and my skin would heat up. We kept things professional during class, but the looks we exchanged when no one was paying attention carried an entire conversation we couldn’t have out loud. We didn’t meet in his office again that week. He suggested it would be smarter to keep some distance on campus, and I agreed even though part of me hated the idea. Instead, we started texting. Nothing obvious, nothing that could be used against either of us if someone saw. Mostly about books, about a passage in a novel that made him think of something I’d said, about a song he heard that reminded him of our conversations. Small

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   FORBIDDEN OFFICE HOURS 5

    Harper’s POVWe stayed like that for what felt like a long time, foreheads pressed together, breathing each other in. My heart was still racing from the kiss, and my lips felt warm and a little swollen. Dr. Kane’s hand was still cupping the side of my face, his thumb brushing lightly over my cheekbone. I could feel the slight tremble in his fingers, like he was fighting the same battle I was. This was wrong. Deeply wrong. He was my professor. I was his student. If anyone ever found out, it could end his career and destroy my reputation on campus. But in that quiet office with the door closed and the late afternoon light coming through the window, none of those facts felt as real as the way his mouth had felt against mine.“I’ve been thinking about doing that for weeks,” he admitted quietly, his voice rough around the edges. “Every time you came in here. Every time we sat on this couch. I kept telling myself to stop, that it was inappropriate, that I was supposed to be the professional

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   FORBIDDEN OFFICE HOURS 4

    Harper’s POVI followed Dr. Kane to his office again after the next lecture, my bag feeling heavier than usual on my shoulder. The hallway was quieter than normal, most students already gone for the day. My heart was already beating faster before we even reached his door. Every time I came here the air felt thicker, the conversations longer, the space between us smaller. I knew I should stop. I knew this was crossing lines that could destroy both of us. But I kept showing up anyway, telling myself it was just about the paper, just about getting help. The lie was getting harder to believe even in my own head.He closed the door behind us like always. The soft click sent a little jolt through me. He sat on the couch again and I sat beside him, closer than I needed to. Our knees touched this time and neither of us moved away. We opened my draft on my laptop and started going through it. His voice was calm and focused as he pointed out places where my argument could be stronger, but I kep

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   THE BILLIONAIRE'S BDSM CONTRACT 9

    SOPHIA'S POV.A few days had passed since that first intense afternoon in the penthouse and my body still carried the marks of everything Damien had done to me. Small bruises on my hips from his grip, a lingering soreness between my legs and in my ass that flared up whenever I moved the wrong way,

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   THE BILLIONAIRE BDSM CONTRACT 8

    SOPHIA'S POV.I stayed on my stomach on the couch still catching my breath after that shattering orgasm while Damien’s thick cock rested heavy against my ass cheek. My pussy felt wrecked and open leaking his cum and my own juices onto the cushions underneath me.The plug continued its low steady bu

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   THE BILLIONAIRE'S BDSM CONTRACT 7

    SOPHIA'S POV.I tried to speak around the thick weight of Damien’s cock filling my mouth but the words came out garbled and wet.The vibrations from the plug in my ass kept pulsing through me in steady waves that made my inner muscles flutter and my clit throb so hard it hurt. My knees ached agains

  • 100 WAYS TO SIN   THE BILLIONAIRE'S BDSM CONTRACT 6

    SOPHIA'S POV.I stayed on my knees between Damien’s spread legs with his thick heavy cock filling my mouth while he continued his phone call like this was just another ordinary meeting.The plug in my ass shifted every time I moved my head even a little and the constant pressure made it hard to foc

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