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THE BRAT AND THE TUTOR 9
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2026-07-23 20:42:00
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100 WAYS TO SIN TWO YEARS OF ALMOST 3
Avery’s POV The three weeks before the first site visit moved in a strange double rhythm. By day we were exactly what the hospital expected. Elias gave clean instructions in the OR. I followed them. We reviewed trial documentation in rooms with open doors and other people present. Nothing about our interactions would have looked unusual to anyone watching from the hallway. By night the careful structure felt thinner. We started staying later than the rest of the team without ever agreeing to it out loud. One evening it was a discrepancy in the inclusion logs. The next it was a revised consent flow that needed both of our signatures before morning. The surgical floor quieted around us. The overhead lights dimmed to their night setting. Once I looked up from a spreadsheet and found him watching me instead of the screen. He did not look away immediately. Neither did I. The moment lasted long enough to change the air between us before he reached for another file and broke it. I start
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Elias’s POV I sent the selection email before dawn because waiting any longer would have felt like hesitation. Avery Lang’s name had been at the top of the list for weeks. Her case logs were clean. Her research notes were sharper than most fellows I had worked with. When the trial committee asked for my resident recommendation I wrote her name without a second candidate beside it. That should have been the end of the internal debate. It was not. I watched her open the message from across the surgical ICU later that morning without meaning to. She kept her face steady. She almost always did. Then she locked her phone and walked away with the same focused stride she used before a difficult case. I went back to the chart in my hands and forced myself to finish the note I had been writing. Two years. Two years of scrubbing in beside her and pretending the only thing I noticed was her technique. Two years of short nods in the hallway and feedback delivered in the cleanest professiona
100 WAYS TO SIN TWO YEARS OF ALMOST
Avery’s POV The email landed in my inbox at 6:14 a.m., right between a lab result and a calendar reminder for grand rounds. I almost scrolled past it. Then I saw Elias Crowe’s name in the sender line and the subject header: Surgical Outcomes Trial – Resident Selection. My thumb hovered over the screen longer than it should have. Around me the resident lounge smelled like burnt coffee and printer paper. Someone was snoring lightly on the far couch. I opened the message. I had been selected as the senior resident for the multi-site trial Elias was leading. Twelve months. Heavy data collection. Travel between three hospitals. Direct reporting line to him. I read it twice. Then a third time. Two years of working under him had taught me to keep my face neutral in rooms like this. I still felt the news land low in my stomach, a mix of professional triumph and something less clean. Elias Crowe did not hand out opportunities for sentiment. If my name was on that list, he believed I co
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Claire’s POV Noah’s mouth returned to mine before I could answer. The locked door and the quieter house changed the shape of everything. There was less fear of being overheard and more of the raw, unfinished need that had been building since the first night. He pulled my sweater over my head and unclasped my bra with steady hands. I shoved his clothes out of the way with the same urgency. When we were both bare he settled between my thighs and pushed into me in one long thrust. The stretch forced a soft broken sound out of my throat that I did not try to hide. He held still once he was fully inside, forehead against mine, breathing hard. “I meant what I said,” he muttered. “I’m not stopping this time.” “Good.” He started moving in deep, steady strokes. The wet sound of it filled the quiet room without any attempt at silence. Every thrust pushed me farther into the mattress. I locked my legs around him and pulled him deeper. Noah’s hand slid under my hip to keep the angle he want
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Claire’s POV The knock and my aunt’s voice faded down the hall, but neither of us moved right away. Noah’s hand stayed on my hip. His breath was still warm against the back of my shoulder. The locked door suddenly felt thinner than it had before. I could hear the ordinary sounds of the house settling for the night. A toilet flushing somewhere downstairs. The low murmur of the television being turned off. Footsteps that did not come back toward our end of the hall. “She’s gone,” Noah said again, quieter this time. “I know.” He pressed another slow kiss to the place where my neck met my shoulder. The tenderness in it sat right next to the ache between my legs and the warm evidence of him still slipping out of me onto the sheets. My body wanted him again already. The rest of me kept listening for the next set of footsteps. Noah shifted closer. I felt him hard against the back of my thigh, exactly as he had been when the knock came. His hand slid from my hip to the soft skin of my l
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Claire’s POV I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes I felt the pressure of his mouth again and the way his hand had tightened at my waist. The kiss played on a loop until the dark of the blue room felt too small to hold it. When the gray morning light finally pushed through the curtains I was already awake, staring at the ceiling with my pulse still unsettled. Downstairs the house woke slowly. I waited until I heard enough movement before I left the room. Noah was not in the kitchen when I entered. The relief was brief and unconvincing. I poured coffee and drank it standing at the sink while my aunt talked about the plan for the day. A late lunch. A walk into town for a few people. Board games later if the weather turned. Ordinary details that felt disconnected from the fact that I could still taste him. He came in from the back porch halfway through my second cup. Cold air clung to his sweater. Our eyes met across the kitchen and held. There was no politeness left in the loo
100 WAYS TO SIN SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY 5
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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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
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