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THE BROTHER I WASN’T PROMISED 1
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2026-07-27 19:11:05
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100 WAYS TO SIN WE NEVER FINISHED 2
Claire’s POV I woke to the sound of voices in the kitchen and the smell of coffee moving up the stairs. For a few seconds I forgot where I was. Then the blue walls came into focus and the weight of the night before settled back into my chest. Noah was in this house. He had slept on the couch. He was probably already downstairs with a mug in his hand, answering questions about work and the weather like nothing about this weekend was complicated. I stayed in bed longer than I needed to. When I finally got up I moved quietly, washed my face in the small bathroom, and changed into jeans and a sweater. The hallway was empty. Downstairs the conversation rose and fell in the easy rhythm of people who had not seen each other in a year. Noah was at the kitchen table when I walked in. He looked up immediately. The same careful expression from the night before. A mug sat in front of him, half empty. My aunt was at the stove. My uncle was reading something on his phone. Two cousins argued so
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Claire’s POV I almost turned around in the driveway. The house looked the same as it had the last time I saw it. White siding. Wide porch. The old swing still hanging at one end, moving a little in the cold air. Cars filled the gravel in front of the garage and lined the edge of the yard. Holiday lights framed the windows even though it was still afternoon. Someone had already started cooking. I could smell it the second I opened the car door. I told myself it would be fine. A few days. Family. Food. Enough noise to keep any one conversation from lasting too long. I pulled my bag from the back seat and walked up the steps before I could change my mind. The front door was unlocked. It always was during gatherings. I stepped into the entryway and the warmth hit me first, then the sound. Voices from the kitchen. A television on low in the living room. Someone laughing too hard at something that probably was not that funny. I set my bag down and took off my coat. My aunt appeared f
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Marcus’s POV She came home in the late afternoon. I heard her keys in the door and the soft sound of her bag setting down. I stayed in the kitchen with my hands braced on the counter and waited. Lena walked in and stopped a few feet away. Her hair was still slightly messy. She was wearing a sweater I did not recognize. The sight of it landed harder than it should have. “We need to talk,” she said. I nodded. My throat felt tight. I already knew the shape of what was coming. I had known it for weeks in the way she stayed longer at his place, in the way she looked at me afterward like she was holding two different lives in the same body, in the way the apartment felt larger every time she left. We sat at the kitchen table. The same table where we had once written the rules in clean handwriting. Neither of us reached for the other. The space between our hands felt deliberate. “I’ve been trying to keep this balanced,” Lena said. Her voice was steady. “I can’t anymore. When I’m with
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Lena’s POV I stayed in Julian’s bed after Marcus left. The door closed. His footsteps faded down the stairs. Julian came back to the mattress and stretched out beside me without speaking. His hand settled on my waist, warm and certain. I turned into him and rested my forehead against his collarbone. The quiet felt different without Marcus in the room. Less charged with conflict. More open. “You all right,” Julian asked eventually. “I don’t know.” He did not push. His fingers traced slow patterns along my spine. I listened to his heartbeat and felt the dull, satisfying ache of the morning still between my legs. The sheets smelled like all three of us. I should have wanted to leave. Instead I closed my eyes and let the weight of his arm keep me there. We stayed in bed most of the morning. Julian made coffee later and brought it to me. I sat up against the headboard with the sheet around my waist and watched him move through the small kitchen. The ease of it settled somewhere dee
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Marcus’s POV I watched her car pull away from the curb and felt the familiar tightness settle under my ribs. The message from Julian had been simple. Lena had shown it to me before she left. She would stay the night. I would come by in the morning if I wanted to watch them together again before she came home. The arrangement had stopped needing long discussions. It simply moved forward, and I kept choosing to stay inside it. I spent the evening in the quiet apartment. The rooms felt larger without her. I tried to read and gave up. I kept picturing the way she had looked on his couch the last time, the way her body had moved when she came around him, the way she had looked at me afterward like she was still deciding something. The image kept me hard and restless at the same time. I slept poorly. In the morning I drove to his building and sat in the car for a full minute before going up. My pulse was already elevated. I knocked once. Julian opened the door. He was wearing only je
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Lena’s POV I drove home with the windows down and the night air cold against my face. Marcus’s headlights stayed in my rearview mirror the entire way. Neither of us had spoken after we left Julian’s building. There was nothing left to explain. I could still feel both of them. The dull, satisfying ache between my legs. The slow leak of cum into my underwear. The memory of Marcus watching while Julian held my hips and moved me on his cock. At the apartment Marcus followed me inside and locked the door. I set my bag down. He stepped in behind me, turned me around, and kissed me hard. His hands shoved under my sweater and found bare skin. I opened for him immediately. He walked me backward to the bedroom, stripping clothes as we went, and pushed me onto the bed. He was already hard. He rubbed the head of his cock through the mess Julian had left and then thrust into me in one deep stroke. The stretch and the filth of it forced a broken sound out of my throat. Marcus fucked me with s
100 WAYS TO SIN SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY 3
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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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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