تسجيل الدخولMira froze beneath Kevin, her body still clenching around his cock. Kevin went rigid, buried deep inside her.
The door clicked shut. Footsteps sounded in the hallway. “Mira? You home? I brought the wine you...oh shit.” Lena stood in the living room entrance, keys still in one hand, a bottle of red wine in the other. Her eyes widened as she took in the scene: Mira completely naked on the couch, legs wrapped around Kevin, his pants shoved down, cock clearly buried inside her sister-in-law. For a long second, no one moved. Lena’s gaze flicked from Mira’s flushed face to Kevin’s tense shoulders, then down to where their bodies were joined. Instead of shock or anger, something darker and hotter flashed across her expression. “I… forgot you mentioned Kevin was dropping something off,” Lena said, voice strangely calm. Her eyes stayed locked on them. “Didn’t realize it included this.” Mira’s heart hammered. She should feel mortified. She should push Kevin off and scramble for clothes. Instead, the thrill of being caught. Lena’s hungry stare on her exposed body sent a fresh pulse of arousal through her core. Kevin’s cock twitched inside her. Lena set the wine bottle on the side table. She didn’t leave. “You can keep going,” she said softly, leaning against the doorframe. “Or… I can join.” Kevin looked down at Mira, breathing hard, waiting for her decision. Mira’s mind raced, but her body had already decided. She met Lena’s eyes and gave a small, shaky nod. Lena smiled, slow and predatory. She kicked off her shoes and crossed the room. Without hesitation, she pulled her sweater over her head, revealing a black lace bra that barely contained her full breasts. Her jeans followed, sliding down toned legs. She stood in matching black panties, confident and unashamed. Kevin slowly pulled out of Mira, his cock glistening with her wetness. Mira whimpered at the loss. Lena climbed onto the couch. She leaned down and kissed Mira first. Deep, sensual, tongues sliding together. Mira tasted the faint cherry of Lena’s lip gloss. Lena’s hand cupped Mira’s breast, thumb brushing the still-sensitive nipple. Mira arched into the touch. Kevin watched them, stroking his cock slowly. Lena broke the kiss and turned to Kevin. “You’ve been fucking your brother’s wife. Might as well make it worth it.” She pushed him back against the couch and straddled his lap, facing Mira. Lena reached down, guiding Kevin’s thick cock to her own entrance. She sank down onto him in one smooth motion, moaning as he filled her. Mira watched, mesmerized, as Lena’s pussy stretched around her brother-in-law’s cock. Lena started riding him with confident rolls of her hips. Her breasts bounced with each movement. She reached for Mira, pulling her closer. “Come here,” Lena murmured. Mira knelt beside them. Lena kissed her again while continuing to fuck Kevin. Then Lena guided Mira’s head down to her own breasts. Mira took one nipple into her mouth, sucking and licking while Lena rode Kevin harder. Kevin groaned, one hand gripping Lena’s ass, the other reaching between Mira’s thighs to slide two fingers back inside her soaked pussy. Mira moaned around Lena’s nipple, fucking herself on his fingers. The three of them moved together in a messy, heated rhythm. Lena’s moans grew louder as she ground down on Kevin’s cock. Mira alternated between sucking Lena’s tits and kissing her mouth. Kevin’s fingers worked Mira’s clit in tight circles, pushing her toward another orgasm. Lena came first, shuddering hard on Kevin’s cock, her nails digging into his shoulders. The sight pushed Mira over the edge. She came on Kevin’s fingers, crying out against Lena’s breast. Kevin pulled out of Lena abruptly. “On your knees, both of you.” Mira and Lena obeyed, kneeling side by side on the couch, asses raised. Kevin moved behind them, stroking his cock. He slid back into Mira first, fucking her with several deep, punishing thrusts before pulling out and driving into Lena. He alternated between their pussies, fucking one for a few strokes then switching to the other. The room filled with the wet sounds of skin slapping skin and their combined moans. Lena reached beneath Mira and rubbed her clit while Kevin fucked her. Mira came again, harder this time, her arms giving out so her chest pressed against the cushions. Kevin finally gripped Lena’s hips and thrust deep, groaning as he came inside her. He stayed buried for a moment before pulling out. Thick cum dripped from Lena’s pussy down her thigh. The three of them collapsed onto the couch in a tangle of limbs, breathing heavily. Rain continued to fall outside. No one spoke for a long minute. Lena traced lazy circles on Mira’s stomach. “Well,” she said, voice husky, “that was unexpected.” Mira laughed breathlessly, the sound slightly hysterical. Kevin pressed a kiss to Mira’s shoulder, then Lena’s. None of them mentioned Daniel.Chapter One My hand was already up before Professor Hale finished the sentence. "Nobody?" He scanned the room like he was disappointed in all of us, then his eyes landed on me. "Miss Bennett. Save us." "Section four twelve," I said. "The exception only applies if the breach was material. He's arguing form over substance." "Correct." He didn't smile. He never smiled in class. "Everyone else, read it again tonight. Miss Bennett, stay after." The room emptied fast, the way rooms do on a Friday afternoon. I packed my bag slow, telling myself it was nothing. He wanted to talk about my paper. That was it. When the last student left, he shut the door. Not all the way. Just enough that the hallway noise dropped to nothing. "Your paper," he said, tapping a stack of pages on his desk. "It's the best one I've read this semester." "Thank you." "It's also two weeks late." I felt my stomach drop. "I know. I had a family thing. I emailed you." "I got the email." He leaned back against his
The phone buzzed again in his hand before he could even set it down, and this time his whole arm went stiff."Adrian," I said. "Talk to me."He did not answer. He swiped the screen and pressed it to his ear, turning away from me, his shoulders pulled up tight around his neck. "Rachel. Hey. No, I'm still at the hospital." A pause. "A late case, yeah." Another pause, longer this time. "I'll be home soon."He hung up. He did not turn around right away."Your wife," I said. My voice came out flatter than I meant it to."Maya—""Don't." I pulled the blanket up over myself, suddenly aware of how little I was wearing, how the room smelled like us now instead of antiseptic. "Just don't say my name like that. Like you're about to explain something that makes this okay."He turned around. His shirt was still half open, his hair messed up from my hands, and for a second he looked like two different men fighting for the same face — the doctor who wrote calm notes on a clipboard, and the one who h
The phone buzzed again in his hand before he could even set it down, and this time his whole arm went stiff."Adrian," I said. "Talk to me."He did not answer. He swiped the screen and pressed it to his ear, turning away from me, his shoulders pulled up tight around his neck. "Rachel. Hey. No, I'm still at the hospital." A pause. "A late case, yeah." Another pause, longer this time. "I'll be home soon."He hung up. He did not turn around right away."Your wife," I said. My voice came out flatter than I meant it to."Maya—""Don't." I pulled the blanket up over myself, suddenly aware of how little I was wearing, how the room smelled like us now instead of antiseptic. "Just don't say my name like that. Like you're about to explain something that makes this okay."He turned around. His shirt was still half open, his hair messed up from my hands, and for a second he looked like two different men fighting for the same face — the doctor who wrote calm notes on a clipboard, and the one who h
The nurse's name was Denise, and for three long seconds she just stood there, staring at us, before she cleared her throat and said the patient in Room 12 was asking for pain medication, and then she left without another word.Doctor Cole stepped back from my bed like I had burned him. He picked up his chart from the floor, his hands shaking a little, and would not look at me."That should not have happened," he said."But it did," I said."Maya." He said my name like a warning, but also like something else, something softer underneath the warning. "I could lose my license. You are my patient.""I won't be your patient forever," I said. "The fever is going down, remember? You said so yourself."He rubbed his hand over his face, and for the first time since I met him, he looked tired, not like a doctor who had everything under control, but like a man who wanted something he was not allowed to have. "I need to go check on Room 12."He left. I lay there for an hour, staring at the ceilin
The moment Doctor Adrian Cole put his hand on my chest to check my heartbeat, I knew I was in trouble, because my heart was beating too fast for a girl who was supposed to be sick. My name is Maya, and I was twenty-six years old, lying on a hospital bed with tubes in my arm, and I was not supposed to be looking at my doctor like that. But he was tall, and his eyes were dark brown, and when he leaned close to listen to my chest with his stethoscope, I could smell his cologne, something clean like soap and something warm underneath it. "Breathe in for me," he said. His voice was low and calm, the kind of voice that made you trust him even when you shouldn't. I breathed in. My chest rose. His eyes flicked down for just one second, then back up to my face, like he caught himself doing something wrong. I had been in this hospital for four days. A bad fever, the doctors said, something they still could not name. My mother wanted to drive up from her town to sit with me, but I told her no
I stood there frozen with James’s cum still dripping down my thigh while the maintenance guy knocked again. Harder this time.“Professor Harlan? You okay? I heard noises.”James looked at me. His eyes were wide but the corner of his mouth twitched. I pressed both hands over my mouth so I would not moan or scream. This was insane. I had just let my professor fuck me on his desk and now some guy with a toolbox was two feet away from catching us.James cleared his throat. His voice came out surprisingly steady. “Yeah I’m fine. Just... dropped a stack of books. Heavy ones. I will be out in a minute.”I gave him a look that said you are a terrible liar. He shrugged like what else was he supposed to say? I quickly wiped between my legs with some tissues and fixed my skirt. My legs still felt shaky. James buttoned his shirt and tried to smooth his hair. We both looked guilty as hell.The guy outside mumbled something about coming back later. His footsteps faded down the hall. I let out a lon
Mira stood at the kitchen counter, rinsing the last of the dinner plates. The house felt too large and too quiet with Daniel away for the next ten days. She had already worked late three evenings in a row just to avoid coming home to the empty rooms. Tonight she had given up and cooked anyway, a si
Amila’s heart raced as she sat on the edge of the examination table in Dr. Sean’s private clinic. The room smelled of antiseptic and his subtle cologne. A crisp, masculine scent that had haunted her fantasies for the past two years. At twenty, she was no longer the shy teenager who accompanied her
Emma’s phone buzzed on her nightstand. She smiled despite the faint headache she’d used as an excuse to skip morning classes. The message from Alex was simple: Heard you’re sick. Jordan and I are coming over with soup and meds. Text your address. She replied quickly, heart already racing. Her pare
The late afternoon sun filtered through the tall windows of Hawthorne University’s main lecture hall, casting long golden shafts across the rows of wooden desks. Emma Harper clutched her notebook to her chest as she slipped into the back row, heart hammering. At nineteen, transferring mid-semester







