ログインThe next morning I woke up with a start. Sunlight came through the curtains. Ryan was already up before me. I sat up fast, heart beating quick. I called his name. “Ryan?” No answer. I got out of bed in a hurry and called again. “Ryan?” Still nothing. On the third call, his voice came from the bathroom.“Yes?” he answered, sounding calm like any normal morning.“Never mind,” I said back. I went over to the chair in the corner where his clothes from last night hung. I felt in the pockets until my fingers found the house key. I took it and hurried downstairs, trying to be quiet but fast.Down in the living room, Marcus was sleeping soundly on the couch. His body looked tired, one arm hanging off the side. “What the fuck,” I whispered. I rushed over and shook his shoulder. “Marcus, wake up. What do you think you’re doing?”He opened his eyes slow, looking tired and down. It took a second for it to click that he was still in my house. He sat up quickly, rubbing his face. “Shit. I fell asle
Ryan’s voice came sharp. “What was that?”Sophia pushed a little at the door. “Is everything okay in there?”I didn’t know what to do. My body shook. Marcus quickly moved away from where the broken glass was, I stood where I was ready to do something, but what? The broken glass glittered on the floor under the moving torch light. The next few seconds felt like they lasted forever. Ryan took a step forward with the torch raised. Sophia waited at the door, trying to see inside. My life felt like it was about to change in the worst way.As the torch swung in my direction, I froze. The light nearly hit the spot where I stood, clothes half in my arms. My heart felt like it would jump out of my chest. Then Ryan called out. “Bella, is that you?” His voice sounded worried and a bit sharp in the dark house. I stayed quiet for a second, mind racing. Should I answer? If I didn’t, he might come closer and find us both. The broken glass from the vase still lay on the floor. One step and he would
The light didn’t come on. A small fuse popped somewhere in the house. The bulb must have been faulty. Ryan cursed under his breath in the sudden darkness. “Damn it. Not now.” He stood there, phone in hand, my ringtone still going. I held my breath tighter, body trembling against Marcus in the corner. One wrong move and it was over. Ryan took another step closer to the couch, feeling around. What would happen next? I didn’t know. But my heart wouldn’t stop racing. The torch light from his phone moved slowly across the room. It passed over the couch cushions where we had been just minutes ago. I could see the edge of my nightdress lying there like a flag. My heart beat so hard it hurt. Marcus’s arm stayed tight around my waist. One beam of light in the wrong direction and Ryan would see us. See everything. I closed my eyes for a second, trying to calm down. This was my fault. I should have been more careful. The pleasure from earlier still lingered in my body, making my legs weak. M
Marcus had me right where I wanted him. The living room was dark except for a little moonlight sneaking through the thin curtains. We were still going at it on the couch, bodies moving together like we couldn’t get enough. I was on my back now, legs spread wide as he thrust into me slow and deep. Every push sent sparks through my whole body. The drink I took earlier had me so sensitive that even the brush of his skin felt electric. “Marcus… don’t stop,” I whispered, my voice barely there. My hands ran down his back, pulling him closer. He was hard and thick inside me, filling that ache completely. He leaned down, kissing my neck, then my breasts, sucking gently on one nipple while he kept moving his hips. I arched up to meet him, breathing fast. The couch creaked a little under us but I didn’t care. It felt too good. He lifted my right leg high, resting it on his shoulder. The new position let him go deeper. I gasped, biting my lip hard. His thrusts got stronger, steady, hitting the
I stared at the text from Marcus, my body still buzzing hard from that drink. Every nerve felt alive, almost too sensitive. Ryan had turned me down flat upstairs, leaving me aching and frustrated. Now Marcus was reaching out this late. If my own husband wouldn’t satisfy me, and if Marcus was right there offering, why say no? It wasn’t my fault. I’d tried with Ryan first. He chose sleep. This was just me taking care of what I needed. My thumbs moved fast. Yes. Marcus replied right away. Give me a few minutes. I paced the living room again, heart pounding. The wait felt endless. At Marcus's place, Sophia stepped out of the bathroom, hair damp, wearing a loose shirt. She glanced at Marcus on the bed. He didn’t say anything. Just lay there facing the wall, eyes closed like he was already out. The silence felt heavy after her tease earlier. She climbed in beside him anyway, the sheets cool against her legs. For a moment she thought about reaching over, sliding her hand across his ches
Marcus sat there on the couch, heart racing, body tense and ready. Sophia’s hand had been on him just seconds ago, her kiss still warm on his lips. Then she stopped him cold. His fingers froze on the edge of her panties. “Why?” he asked, voice low and rough. “What’s going on?” She didn’t answer. Just gave him a small, mysterious look, climbed off his lap, and walked toward the bathroom. Her hips swayed, dress half open. The door clicked shut behind her. Marcus stared at the empty space where she’d been. Heat turned to frustration in his chest. “WHAT THE FUCK?” he shouted, loud enough for the whole house to hear. He stood up fast, shorts still tented, hands clenched at his sides. “Sophia! Get back here. You can’t just start that and walk away!” No reply came from the bathroom. Only the sound of running water. Marcus paced once, twice, muttering under his breath. The embarrassment from the party mixed with this new tease, leaving him angry and confused and horny. Ryan had gone to b
Ryan was already dressed for the office when Marcus knocked on the door. I had on my usual black leggings and a loose tank top, the kind that hid most of my belly but still clung when I started sweating. My heart beat faster than normal. This was only our fourth session, but something felt differen
The second session came faster than I expected. Marcus texted the night before to confirm, and I found myself checking the clock every ten minutes that morning. Ryan had already left for work, which made things feel a little lighter. No eyes judging every move.Marcus showed up right on time, weari
I checked my phone for the tenth time that morning, heart beating a little too fast. Marcus was supposed to arrive at ten. Ryan had taken the morning off work just to be here for the start. He kept saying it was to make sure I didn’t slack off, but I knew he wanted to see if this trainer was any go
I scrolled through the comments on my latest Instagram post, forcing that big smile I always wore for the camera. “Bella, you’re a goddess! Those curves are everything!” one girl wrote. Another dropped heart emojis and said, “You make me want to rock my body too. Thank you queen.” The likes poured







