TILL SIN DO US APART: A TABOO TALE OF LUST AND DESIRE

MARKED BY HIS OBSESSION 2EVA"You can't blame a girl for not wanting to settle down," I muttered innocently, and caught the barest hint of his aftershave. It was delicious. "And that was a long, long time ago.""High school still," he responded, his firm grasp upon my hip so commanding, so strong. His presence was so masculine, so authoritative and it was easy to see how someone like him had gone so far. "I had big plans for us, for me, but you wanted to stay here and party. Seems we both accomplished our goals, Eva," he said with that predatory grin of his. "Well, to high school dreams, then," I said, raising my glass in a toast before finishing it off. I had such a bad day, and now he was harshing my buzz. Making my feel bad for doing something I had forgotten. How many men, no, boys... Had wanted something more from me? Had big dreams for our future?But that wasn't who I was. Though with my parent's impending financial crisis...I put on a brighter smile, "But we all have to gr

MARKED BY HIS OBSESSION 4EVAI wish that cock didn't do such terrible things to my mind, absolutely numbing my ability to protest. That was always my one rule. Always use a condom.And yet there he was, ordering me to.I'd already cum, so I should've just said "Fuck it." And walked out that door. But then his cock teased along my clit and I sucked in a deep breath, quivering against him. "I'm not on the pill," I said, shaking my head and looking for where the hell I left my purse. "Always condoms."The purse was long gone, left work my girlfriends back at the club. Forgotten when I left with the man who bankrupt my parents just to have me. "No," he growled to me simply, and paid me no heed as he teased my clit one final time, took one last tempting slide down along the length of my wet slit, "I don't need a fucking barrier when I'm inside you, Eva. It's been years, I'm going to feel every inch of you, raw." Without giving me a chance to respond, he sank down into me. His abundant

MY FATHER’S BEST FRIEND 2ANNA'S POVHis hand stayed over mine on the keys, thumb brushing slow circles against my pulse point until the touch felt like a brand. When I turned my head, his face was closer than I expected—close enough that I could see the flecks of green in his storm-gray eyes, close enough that his next breath ghosted across my lips.“Anna…”That single word came out rough, almost broken.I didn’t let him finish. I closed the last inch and kissed him.For one heartbeat he was perfectly still, like the disciplined man I’d watched charm an entire party. Then something snapped. His hands clamped onto my waist and he dragged me sideways into his lap so hard the piano bench skidded back with a screech. The kiss turned messy instantly—teeth, tongue, a low growl in his throat when I opened for him. Stubble scraped my chin; his fingers dug into my hips like he was afraid I’d vanish if he loosened his grip.I could feel him under me already—thick, rigid, straining against the

UNHOLY FANTASIES 2PEARL'S POVThe hot water cascades over my skin like a lover's touch, steaming up the stall and fogging the thin plastic curtain that barely separates me from the rest of the locker room. My fingers are slick with my own cum, dripping down my thighs as I pant against the tiled wall, my petite body still trembling from the intense orgasm that ripped through me. God, that was close. Too close. The girls outside are laughing again, their voices echoing off the lockers as they strip down and head to their own showers. I can hear the slap of bare feet on wet tile, the rustle of uniforms hitting the floor. My heart is pounding—not just from fear of getting caught, but from the thrill of it. The danger makes everything feel so much dirtier, so much hotter.I slide my hand back between my legs, unable to stop myself. My pussy is swollen and sensitive, aching for more even after I just came so hard imagining Professor Bryan fingering me under this very spray. My clit throbs

CORRUPT ME, BROTHER NATHAN & ROSEROSE POVI had just turned ten the day Mom told me I’d be getting a new father and a big brother.I’d never been happier. I always wanted a father, never got to meet my real dad, mom said he died when she was pregnant with me. So the thought of having someone I'd call my father was thrilling. And the thought of also having a big brother was much more thrilling.Every kid at school had someone older to protect them. Someone to walk them home. Someone to glare down bullies until they ran. But me? It had been just Mom and I for as long as I could remember.So the idea of a brother felt like a dream — a family finally complete.What I didn’t know then was that the boy who had stepped into our lives, would one day become the man I shouldn’t want.The man I shouldn’t crave. The first person to ever ruin me just by looking my way. My stepbrother.Nathan Blake. The wedding was a whirlwind of white lace and promises, held in our small backyard under a canop