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He's Family But His Touch Is Anything But Innocent#1
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2026-06-20 18:37:35
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The moment Harris’s car disappeared down the long driveway, Mitchell let out a shaky breath and leaned against the closed front door. Her body was already on fire. Four days without Jake had left her restless and aching in ways she could barely stand. Her nipples were tight, her skin felt too sensitive, and between her legs her pussy throbbed with a deep, empty hunger that nothing seemed to touch lately. She walked upstairs slowly, feeling the slickness already gathering in her panties. In the bedroom she stripped everything off, tossing her clothes onto a chair. The sheets still held the faint trace of Harris’s cologne from the night before. It only sharpened her need for Jake. She lay back on the bed, legs spread wide, and reached into the nightstand drawer for her thick dildo. The one with prominent veins that always made her think of him. She coated it generously with lube, then pressed the fat head against her soaked entrance. A low moan escaped her lips as she pushed it in
WAVES OF WANT The Wife Who Belonged Elsewhere #2..
The weekend came soft and slow, the kind Harris liked best — long breakfasts on the terrace, sunlight slanting through glass, no urgent calls before ten. He was dressed in a simple linen, sleeves rolled, gold watch catching the morning glow, fresh orange juice poured precisely into crystal. He reached across the table to cover Mitchell’s hand with his own. Hands warm, steady, and also careful. “Leo’s with my sister for the weekend” he said, smiling. “Thought we might have the house to ourselves for a while. Like before everything got so busy.” It was true….. he was good to her in every visible way. He remembered her favorite flowers, never forgot an anniversary, kept the accounts balanced and the staff happy. But somewhere between the first year and now, the spark in the bedroom had cooled into routine. He didn’t mean to be distant, he just didn’t know how to find the rhythm she needed anymore. Later, when they moved upstairs, the air was still and sweet with jasmine drifting thro
WAVES OF WANT The Wife Who Belonged Elsewhere #1
Mitchell lay on her side of the bed, spine curved away from Harris, listening to the slow but steady breath of a man who had given her everything except that which she actually needed. Nearly four years married. A house in one of the quietest, most well kept neighborhoods with gated entry, high walls, polished hardwood floors, and cars that never saw rough roads. Harris was handsome, generous, reliable, and well respected. Just exactly the kind of husband families hoped their daughters would find. And yet, no matter how she tried to bend her heart to fit the shape of his, it always slipped away, pulling her toward someone else entirely. Jake — Harris’s younger half brother. He had been there from almost the start. The affair began barely twelve months after the wedding, born from empty hours and silence where warmth should have been. At first she told herself it was temporary, a reaction, something she’d outgrow but it outgrew her instead. Stretching through years, and turning from
WAVES OF WANT He's Family But His Touch Is Anything But Innocent #2..
The morning light filtered through the lace curtains of my childhood bedroom like an unwelcome guest. I hadn’t slept more than an hour, my body still humming from Luke’s touch on the swing, the taste of his kiss lingering like a forbidden drug. *What the hell was I doing?* I thought, pressing my thighs together under the thin sheet. The ache between them hadn’t faded. If anything, it had deepened, a slow burn that made every shift of my hips feel like a confession. Distant cousins or not, this was playing with fire in a house built on dry kindling. Joshua’s warnings about “family reputation” echoed in my skull, heavier now that I’d crossed another line. Downstairs, the kitchen smelled of fresh coffee, bacon, and tension. Grandma Eleanor sat at the head of the long oak table, her silver hair pinned neatly, birthday banners already strung across the walls despite the party being tomorrow. At eighty, she still commanded the room with quiet grace, her eyes sharp as ever. Mom fluttered a
WAVES OF WANT He's Family But His Touch Is Anything But Innocent#1
The moment I stepped out of the car, voices were already sharp and loud on the porch. Joshua was arguing with my mother, Elizabeth, and the air felt heavy like before a storm. I dragged my suitcase forward and everything went quiet fast. Joshua turned to me, pulled me in for a hug that lasted way too long, and his hand rested low on my back like he had some right to be there. I hated it instantly but I had to put on a smile regardless. “Sera,” he said close to my ear, “we all thought work would keep you away again.” I pulled back quickly. My skin felt like it was crawling. “I wouldn’t miss grandma’s birthday.” My mom rushed over immediately fixing my collar and checking my face like she could read every bad choice I’d ever made written there. “You look tired. Are you eating? Sleeping enough?” “I’m fine, Mom.” My voice was flat and almost empty. I looked past her toward the house and that’s when I saw him. Luke. He stood in the kitchen doorway with a beer bottle loose in his hand
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Lisa stared at the two pink lines, her hands shak ing so bad the strip almost slipped right out of her fingers. The room spinning around her and her legs gave way and she slid down onto the cold bathroom floor, back pressed hard against the tub. This couldn’t be real. Not now. Not after everything she had done. Tears burned hot and fast down her face, and a fear so thick it felt like lead settled in her chest. The timing was a nightmare. Mark had been home for weeks now, unconsciously trying harder, being softer, touching her like he wanted to make things right even unknown to him. But the days mixed together in her head like a bad dream. She remembered Alex and how rough had been, how deep he went, how he filled her over and over without ever pulling out. Then Mark….. familiar and steady, the same way he’d always been, but still inside her enough times since he got back that it could just as easily be his. There was no way to tell. No dates clear enough. No answer. She had no clu
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