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DON’T YOU SEE I WANT YOU 3
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TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY DON’T YOU SEE I WANT YOU 3
The Party & The KissThe party was already loud by the time we arrived.Bass thumped through the floorboards of the overcrowded house. Someone had strung cheap string lights across the ceiling, and the air smelled like spilled beer, perfume, and the sweet-sour mix of too many mixed drinks. A mutual friend from college Jess had declared it a “mandatory reunion,” which meant half the people we used to know were packed into the living room and kitchen, shouting over the music.Riley looked good. She always did, but tonight the low light caught the gold in her hair and the easy way she moved through the crowd like she belonged in it. Rose had met us outside. The two of them fell into step immediately, laughing at something I didn’t catch. I followed half a pace behind with a plastic cup I hadn’t asked for already in my hand.I drank faster than usual.The first drink took the edge off the tight feeling I had been carrying since the afternoon I walked in on them in the kitchen. The second
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Chapter TwoWatching Her Choose Someone ElseThe morning after the argument the apartment felt too small.I woke to the sound of Riley moving around the kitchen cupboards opening, the coffee machine sputtering to life, the soft thud of her bare feet on the floor. For a few seconds I lay still and let myself pretend the night before hadn’t happened. Then the memory of my own voice returned, sharp and accusing, and the tight feeling in my chest settled back into place like it had never left.I took longer than usual in the shower. By the time I came out, dressed and composed, Riley was already at the table with her laptop open and a mug between her hands. She looked up when I entered. The smile she offered was careful.“Hey.”“Hey.”That was all we managed for most of the morning. Polite. Thin. The kind of conversation people used when they were still deciding whether the fight was over or only paused. I made toast I didn’t want and ate it standing at the counter so I wouldn’t have to s
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Chapter OneThe ArgumentThe clock on the microwave read 1:47 a.m. when I finally heard the key in the lock.I had been sitting on the couch in the dark for almost three hours, phone face-down on the cushion beside me, the only light coming from the streetlamp outside the living-room window. Every time a car slowed on the street my stomach tightened, then dropped again when it kept moving. I had told myself I would go to bed at midnight. Then at twelve-thirty. Then at one. Instead I stayed exactly where I was, knees pulled up, arms wrapped around them, listening to the quiet of an apartment that felt too big without her in it.The door opened. Riley stepped inside, laughing softly at something on her phone, the sound bright and unguarded. She toed off her shoes in the entryway the way she always did, dropped her keys into the bowl with a familiar clatter, and only then noticed the shape of me on the couch.“Jesus, Lily. You scared me. Why are you sitting in the dark?”I didn’t answer
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Chapter SixWhile She CooksThe smell of garlic and tomatoes drifts up the stairs a little after six.Maya’s playlist hums faintly from the kitchen something upbeat and mindless that she always puts on when she cooks. Pots clink. A cabinet door shuts. Her voice rises once in a short, off-key fragment of the chorus before she laughs at herself and keeps moving. Completely absorbed. Completely unaware.I tell myself I only need a sweater.The guest room is cooler than the rest of the house in the evenings, and the thin shirt I wore all day isn’t enough. That is the only reason I leave my laptop open on the desk and step into the hallway. That is the only reason my pulse is already climbing before I even reach the top of the stairs.Adrian is there.He stands just outside his bedroom door, one hand still on the frame, as if he had been about to go in or had just come out. The late light from the window at the end of the hall cuts across his face and leaves his eyes in shadow. For a singl
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Chapter 5 Breaking PointMorning light cuts across the bed in a thin, bright line that makes my eyes ache.I lie still for several minutes after waking, listening to the ordinary sounds of the house Maya’s footsteps downstairs, the low murmur of a news broadcast, the distant clink of dishes. The hallway confrontation from last night sits behind my ribs like something bruised. Every time I close my eyes I see the way Adrian looked at my mouth for those three long seconds before he walked away.I force myself out of bed.The kitchen is already occupied when I come down. Maya stands at the stove in an oversized T-shirt, humming under her breath. Adrian is at the counter with his coffee, fully dressed, posture carefully neutral. Our eyes meet for half a second over the rim of his mug. The contact lands harder than it should. I look away first and pour my own coffee with more concentration than the task needs.Maya talks through breakfast plans for a later shift, a text from a friend, the
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Chapter 4The coffee tastes too bitter this morning.I wrap both hands around the mug anyway and keep my eyes on the dark surface instead of the man across the kitchen. Adrian stands at the counter buttering toast, movements precise, shoulders set in that careful line he uses when Maya is in the room. She hums under her breath while she scrolls through her phone at the table, completely untouched by the residual heat still sitting under my skin from last night.I almost touched him.The knowledge hasn’t left. It lives in the tips of my fingers and the back of my throat every time the air between us thins. I take a sip that scalds my tongue and welcome the small, clean pain of it.“You’re quiet,” Maya says without looking up.“Still waking up.”Adrian’s gaze flicks toward me for half a second long enough to register, short enough to deny then returns to the toast. He sets a plate near my elbow without comment. The same quiet attention as always. The same deliberate distance. I hate how
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Chapter 6: First Breeding I was still shaking from the second orgasm, my legs pinned back in that obscene full split on the workout bench, when Dom pulled his three thick fingers out of me with a wet pop. My pussy clenched around nothing, gaping slightly from the stretch, dripping oil and my o
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Chapter 5: Oiled and ExposedI stood there completely naked, heart slamming against my ribs, as Dom walked over and double checked the lock on the gym door with a heavy click. The sound made everything feel so final. No turning back. My small tits were already heaving with each breath, nipples tig
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Chapter 2: First Arrival I stepped fully into the gym and the cool air hit my skin, but it did nothing to calm the heat already crawling up my neck. Dom was right there, wiping down the bench like he’d been waiting. Shirtless. Jesus. Those tattoos snaked across his broad chest and down his thick
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Chapter 1: The Booking I stared at my phone screen, thumbs hovering, heart already doing that stupid fluttery thing it always did when I thought about texting him. It was barely nine in the morning on a stupidly hot Saturday in July, and my dorm room felt like a sauna. The upcoming gymnastics
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