Hi readers. Updates haven’t been as frequent because I recently lost someone close to me. It’s been a tough period emotionally and physically hence my lack of constant updates. I appreciate your support and apologize if my work quality has been become sloppy. I’m not fine, but I’m getting better each day. Updates will be more frequent now. Thank you for coming with me this far. Love ❤️
It felt like nature itself was against me. I went to the bar with my friends, and they all got to go home with guys, but I was walking home alone so late at night. I had texted my brother with my friend’s phone earlier to pick me up but he didn’t respond even after reading my text. I turned into a corner, trying to convince myself I wasn’t as drunk as I felt, when I noticed a shadow at the corner of the alley ahead. My instincts screamed, but I kept walking and told myself it was nothing. Then the shadow moved closer. “Hey, you. Stop.” My stomach dropped. I quickened my pace and ignored the tightening in my chest. But the figure stepped into my path. “Give me your bag.” I froze, my heart hammering. The man was tall, and there was no hesitation in his tone. I handed my bag over and watched as he searched it, taking my two thousand-dollar bills. “Where’s your phone?” he asked. The nerve of this thief. I felt a strong hand grab my arm and pull me back. “Hand the lad
It was Brian at the door. “What do you want?” I asked, my heart thudding and hoping he wouldn’t enter my room. “Why haven’t you been replying to my text,” he asked. “Because I was sleeping.”“Oh, I was texting about what we spoke about this morning,” his eyes darted to my window and back to mine. “You can hang out with your friends. You were cool today.”I forced a casual shrug. “Yeah, I was tired. Didn’t see it. Thank you, though.”“You’re welcome.”“Can I go back to sleep now?”Brian tilted his head, suspicion flashing briefly in his eyes before he finally nodded. “Yeah. Don’t stay up all night, Tiana.”He turned and walked off down the hall, his footsteps fading.The second he was gone, I let out a shaky breath I didn’t even realize I’d been holding. My hand lingered on the door, gripping it tight like it might anchor me.“That was close,” Richard murmured from the shadows of my room. I whipped around, my heart in my throat. He leaned lazily against the bathroom doorway with hi
Our parents were right. It was really that phone that caused all our problems because why was I acting like a crackhead going through withdrawals without it? Richard had my phone with him all day; it was my longest day. Every ping, every vibration I imagined, sent my heart racing. I paced my room like a caged animal, glaring at the walls as if they could hand my phone back.By the time evening rolled around, I was a twitching mess, pacing and muttering to myself like a lunatic. And there he was again, leaning against my window with that infuriating grin, my phone in his hand.“Are you going to open this?” he asked, referring to my window. I froze mid-step, my heart hammering so hard I was sure he could hear it from where he stood.“W-what?” I stammered, trying to act calm, but my voice sounded way too high.He shrugged, effortless and infuriating. “Just making sure you don’t get too bored without your little lifeline.” He tapped the phone against his palm, the glow of the screen
“Fuck you, you dickhead,” I spat at my brother. “You’re silly. I don’t have to cover for you. I’m doing this for your own safety,” Brian responded nonchalantly. I scoffed. “I covered for your stupid ass when you came home late. You couldn’t do the same for me even after you promised you would.”He shrugged. “I’m teaching you not to trust men. Like the one you sneaked out to last night.”“Who said I was with a man? I went out with my friends,” I snapped. “Whatever, get out of my room,” he said, ignoring me and turning to his phone. “And I don’t want you mingling with those girls anymore, Tiana.”I grunted in frustration and left his room, banging the door hard behind me. I stormed down the hallway, muttering curses under my breath. Brian thought he was the clever one, acting like my jailer instead of my brother. I hated how he dismissed me, like I was still a child who needed babysitting.He came after me. “I want you out of the house or at least just stay in your room. I’m having
His tip pressed against me and I gasped, my hands clutching his shoulders. He paused, just long enough to line us up, then pushed his cock into my pussy slowly. I moaned, my legs trembling as he filled me, and the audience let out a low cheer. He moved inside me in a steady rhythm. I gritted my teeth, moaning his name. My hips rolled against him with abadon, and he groaned, his lips brushing my neck. I felt him slide in deeper, harder, and my body shivered. Every nerve was on fire. I pressed my hands into his chest and rode each movement as he set the pace. “Ahhh… Ethan…” I whimpered, my voice breaking. He leaned down, capturing my mouth in a kiss, and swallowed the sound of my moans. His hands roamed my back and sides, holding me tight as he fucked me faster. The crowd’s cheers filled the room but I didn’t care. I was all for him. I wanted to block them out mentally, but something about them watching made it even more thrilling. “Mmhh—fuck—ahh!” I cried, clinging to him as he
He leaned down and his lips brushed mine. The crowd erupted with applause and whistles, urging us forward, hungry for more. My knees weakened under the weight of their anticipation, but Ethan steadied me with a hand at my waist. His mouth returned to mine, heat sparking between us. The taste of him sent a rush of memories—those stolen glances in high school, the what-ifs, the fantasies I never admitted to anyone. But this wasn’t a daydream. This was real, with a masked audience urging us on. Ethan’s hand slid up my back, then down again, tracing the curve of my spine until his palm cupped me fully, pulling me flush against his body. A murmur swept through the seats. I shivered, not from fear, but from the delicious awareness of how hard he already was against me. “Beautiful,” he murmured against my lips, though it wasn’t meant for the crowd. It was for me. Just me. I gasped when his hand tipped my chin up, angling me perfectly for his mouth. His kiss deepened, swallowing