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view moreThe next morning I woke up hard as hell with Mia’s ass pressed back against me. Her tank top had ridden up during the night and my hand was still halfway under it, cupping her bare breast. Sunlight poured through the window and the sound of waves mixed with Mom and Dad already moving around in the kitchen. I pulled my hand back slow, trying not to wake her, but she stirred anyway. “Morning,” she mumbled, voice sleepy and a little rough. She stretched, which only pushed her body closer for a second before she seemed to remember where we were. Her eyes flicked open and she looked at me - heat. “Morning,” I said. My voice sounded wrecked. We both froze when we heard Mom’s footsteps in the hall. “Kids? Breakfast in ten!” she called. Mia sat up fast, hair messy, lips still a little swollen from last night. She looked good enough to eat. “Shit. We need to act normal.” “Normal. Right.” I dragged a hand down my face and tried to will my dick to calm down. Not easy when she c
The car ride had been endless. Six hours from the city out to this rented beach house on the coast, with Mom and Dad up front arguing about the GPS like always, and me stuck in the back seat next to Mia. My stepsister. The one person who’d been driving me crazy for the last two years without even trying. We pulled up just as the sun was starting to drop, painting everything orange and pink. The house was perfect: big wooden deck overlooking the ocean, sliding glass doors, and enough rooms that we wouldn’t have to share. Or so I thought. “Alex, honey, you and Mia are in the room at the end of the hall,” Mom called out while Dad popped the trunk. “The other two bedrooms have those awful twin beds. You two are the only ones who fit in the king.” Mia glanced at me, one eyebrow raised, but didn’t say anything. She just grabbed her duffel and headed inside, flip-flops slapping against the wood floors. I followed, trying not to stare at the way her shorts rode up when she bent to pic
Their last night in Tokyo felt different. The air in the penthouse felt different with something neither of them wanted to name yet. Alexander had spent the day in final meetings while Elena explored the city, but the moment he walked through the door, she was waiting. She wore nothing but a silk robe the color of midnight, loosely tied. Her hair was down, wild around her shoulders. On the low table beside the bed sat a small selection of their favorite toys, a bottle of champagne, and two glasses. “Strip,” she said simply. He did, folding his clothes neatly out of habit. When he stood naked before her, Elena stepped close and ran her hands over his chest, down his arms, like she was memorizing him. “Tonight’s going to be different,” she told him. “I want everything. No holding back.” She led him to the bed and had him lie on his back. This time she didn’t tie him down. Instead she straddled his hips, robe slipping open to reveal her bare body, and leaned down to kiss him
The Tokyo penthouse suite felt like another world. Thirty floors above the pulsing neon heart of the city, the space was all sleek lines, dark wood, and soft lighting. The massive windows turned the entire skyline into a glittering backdrop. Alexander stood there in his unbuttoned shirt, staring out at the lights, trying to steady his breathing. The merger meetings had wrapped up earlier than expected, leaving them with nearly two full days of nothing but each other. Elena moved behind him like a shadow. She had already changed into one of his white dress shirts, the hem skimming the tops of her thighs. The fabric was just sheer enough in the low light to hint at everything underneath. No bra. No panties. She smelled like hotel soap and the faint spice of her perfume. “You’ve been wound tight since we landed,” she said softly, pressing her body against his back. Her hands slid around his waist, fingers tracing the ridges of his abs. “All those polite handshakes. All those hou
(Emma's POV) I pulled into the driveway a little after eleven, the Uber dropping me off early because the training session had wrapped up sooner than expected. I was exhausted but excited, I couldn’t wait to surprise Ethan. Four days away felt like forever, especially so soon after the wedding. I
Ethan’s hands were shaking as he shoved my shorts and panties down my thighs in one rough motion. I kicked them off the rest of the way, and my soaked pussy now completely bare and dripping onto the couch cushion. He looked down at me like he was starving to just sink in. “Fuck, Lila… you’re so
I didn’t pull my hands away. Instead, I let my palms glide slower, deeper and firmer, pressing into the thick muscle of his shoulders with deliberate, sensual strokes. My thumbs traced the line of his trapezius, then dipped lower along his spine, feeling every ridge and knot melt under my touch.
The music from the reception was still pounding through the floor when I slipped away from the party. My head swam from all the champagne🍾 that warm, dangerous buzz that makes bad ideas felt now inevitable. I was supposed to be the perfect maid of honor, but after too many toasts I needed air.












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