Tomi's guide to bed wetting

Nova’s POV

“Mum, please… you don’t understand.” My voice softened, almost breaking. “I can’t work with Davis—let alone live with him. I’ll find another tech company, I promise. Just not his, please. I’ll do better, I’ll behave, I swear. Just… don’t make me do this, Mum.”

She sighed, her voice firm yet gentle. “No, sweetheart, it’s safer working with your brother. You won’t be so stressed”.

“Trust me, I was once an intern. I know how tough it can be, how some sultry men try to take advantage of young girls, and I won’t want that for you. My decision is final, Nova. You’ll thank me later.”

I didn’t say another word. I just turned away quietly, the lump in my throat tightening and went straight to my room, throwing myself onto the bed.

“Ugh,Mom is so difficult,” I muttered, groaning into the pillow. “She always thinks Davis is the perfect son.”

Tch, that same Davis whose eyes strip me naked every time he looks at me, his gaze so hungry it’s like he’s already fucking me in his head.

Back in 12th grade, he cock-blocked every guy who even glanced my way, acting like he owned my ass. His overprotectiveness was suffocating—hell, he barely let me hang with my girlfriends, saying they’d turn me into some kind of slut. Me? A slut? Oh please, he’s the one who can’t stop staring at my ass like he wants to bend me over right there.

Mom’s basically handing my ass over to him on a silver platter by forcing me to work at his company. Perfect. Just perfect.

I still remember the time he had the nerve to whisper “Go anal with me, baby, so you won’t get pregnant.” Disgusting. If I told Mom, she’d never buy it.

She’d just roll her eyes and say, “Your brother would never say such to you , Nova. Stop making shit up.” Bleh, bleh, bleh,I mocked under my breath.

My phone buzzed, snapping me out of my spiral.

Yay, Zara! My best friend. The one person who could lift my mood—except for her annoying obsession with Davis.

She’s so convinced he’s some swoon-worthy CEO straight out of her romance novels.

“Hi, babe!” Zara chirped, her voice bursting with excitement.

“Hey, babe!” I grinned, trying to match her energy. “You sound way too happy. What’s the tea?”

“You won’t believe it!” she squealed. “I got posted to CodeCrest Technologies too! We’re gonna be corporate baddies together! Yayy! Our dreams are finally coming true!”

I laughed, but it was half-hearted. “Zara, I know you too well. You’re not even into tech. You’re just going because Davis’s the CEO, aren’t you?”

She giggled, not even denying it. “Okay, you caught me there . You know how much I’m crushing on your brother. I even went lingerie shopping, girl! “Picture this: me , him in a nasty CEO-secretary fuck marathon. You know, Late nights in the office, him ripping my skirt off, pinning me to his desk, whispering how he’s gonna pound my tight little pussy till I’m unable to walk”

“Zara, you’re so cringe!” I burst out laughing, trying to keep it light. “Where do you even get these ideas?”

“Nova, you’re such a buzzkill,” she teased. “Anyway, how’s Kent? Where’s he posted?”

My mood dipped. “Don’t make me cry. His list came out yesterday—he’s headed to Miami for his internship program . So far away.”

“Aw, bummer,” Zara said, but I could hear the smirk in her voice. “No more lovey-dovey PDA to make me jealous. Honestly, it’s a win for me.”

“You’re such a hater,” I shot back, rolling my eyes. “I gotta go, girl. I’ve got unboxing vlogs to edit.”

“Oooh, tell me when you post them!” she chirped.

“Will do, babe. Love you.”

“Love you too! See you in San Diego!” she practically screamed before hanging up.

I exhaled sharply, staring at my ceiling. I miss the old Zara. The Zara , who was unapologetically herself, back when she was a lesbian.

Yeah, it’s partly my fault she’s not anymore. I was awful to her back then—called her weird for being who she was. She got all flirty with me once, her fingers teasing way too close to my pussy, whispering nasty shit about how she’d eat me out till I’m dripping wet. She even shoved lesbian hentai in my face, begging me to read it with her, which I found so gross at the time.

But now? My pussy’s got a mind of its own, and fuck, I’m bisexual as hell, craving Zara’s juicy curves. Those flirty moments when she’d tease me, nearly slipping her fingers inside me? I’m dying to feel that again. I fucked it all up, and now she’s chasing dicks—worst of all, my creepy-ass brother’s . Davis doesn’t even glance at her; she’s too chubby for his shallow-ass tastes.

Ugh, whatever. Let’s see how this disaster plays out.

CodeCrest Technologies is just a three-hour drive, but Mom’s still forcing me to live with him. Tch. I’m 21, he’s 29. Shouldn’t he be married with kids by now? But no, he’s too busy eyeing me like some horny perv.

A Week Later

“Honey,” Mom cooed, her eyes soft with love as she tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “Before you know it, your internship will be over, and you’ll be back in your mama’s arms. Just three months, sweetheart.” She chuckled, like it was all so simple.

She thinks this is about her? She never listens. Never.

It was Friday evening, and despite my pleas to leave on Sunday, Mom insisted I head out tonight to “settle in comfortably” before Monday.

Christ, the universe is out to get me.

I arrived at Davis' massive mansion, all alone. The part-time staff must’ve clocked out for the day, leaving the place eerily quiet.

I dragged my luggage upstairs to the room he’d described as mine via text. It was right next to another room he’d mentioned, and I could only pray—earnestly—that it wasn’t his.

After unpacking, I collapsed onto the bed, completely exhausted. I should text Kent to let him know I got here safely. He’s probably still bummed about the distance, and honestly—and honestly, so am I.

There’s literally nothing I can do about it, though.

Then my heart fucking stopped. No fucking way.

Did I seriously leave my rose toy behind? How the hell am I gonna tame this needy pussy without it? My period’s over tonight , so in two weeks, I’ll be ovulating and so fucking horny I’ll be begging for a thick, veiny cock to ride , pounding my dripping wet pussy till my clit’s throbbing. With Kent gone and my toy fucking missing, I’m so screwed —

The door swung open, and I nearly choked. Holy fuck. Davis stood there, completely naked, his veiny cock just hanging out. My eyes glued to it—shit, it was the kind of dick I’d fantasized about while watching p**n. “Yo, Nova, you’re here already? Fuck, didn’t know you’d show up today, baby,” he said, his voice low and flirty, like he loved me checking him out. Bro didn’t even flinch.

“I’m always naked around here. You’ll get used to it. Make yourself comfy.”

He strolled out, leaving me totally shook. What the fucking hell, I muttered under my breath.

Jesus, what a fucking massive monster cock. If it slammed into my tight little pussy, it’d wreck me good—leave me sore for weeks.