SiennaThe glow of my phone lit up the room in soft blue, the thread of our messages still open. My last words to him hung there like a dare:I want you. Will you come over to my room?The three dots appeared. Disappeared. Then came back again. My heart beat so fast it felt like it would tear out of my chest.A few minutes later, the faintest creak of the floorboard by my door made me sit up. My pulse raced as the handle turned slowly. Jaxon slipped inside, closing it behind him with the softest click, his shadow moving across my room like we were both doing something forbidden.He didn’t say a word. He didn’t have to. His eyes locked with mine in the dark, and that was enough.The second he reached my bed, I pulled him down and our lips crashed together, hungry and messy, our hands were everywhere; grabbing and fondling my boobs, grabbing his head as I made tuggled his hair with my fingers…. like we couldn’t get enough. His weight pressed against me, his mouth tasting like mint gum,
JaxonThe silence between us got louder. My pen slipped from my fingers, rolling off the desk, but neither of us moved to pick it up.Sienna’s eyes stayed on mine, wide and locked in place. Her lips parted like she wanted to say something, but nothing came out.My hand twitched, wanting to reach for hers.She shifted closer. Just a little. Just enough to send a charge crawling up my spine.“Jaxon…” she whispered.That was all it took—one word in that voice. I leaned in, my chest tightening, every nerve screaming at me to close the space between us.Her hand brushed mine. Her knee pressed against my leg. My breath caught.This was it. The barrier was gone.Then—HOOONK!We both jumped. The sound blasted through the open window, sharp and clear: a car horn in the driveway.“Crap,” Sienna gasped, jerking back.I dragged a hand over my face, half groaning, half laughing bitterly. “Of course. Perfect timing.”We scrambled to our feet, shoving books together, acting like nothing had been ha
SiennaMy heart slammed so hard I thought it might burst out of my chest. The moan still rang in my ears, too loud, too sharp—like it had been shouted into the whole house.Oh God, did she hear it? Did she know?Jaxon and I scrambled apart in a frenzy, the heat of him still clinging to me as I yanked my panties back into place, fumbling with the fabric that he’d shoved aside minutes ago. My hands shook so badly I nearly ripped them.“Move,” he hissed, fixing his zipper, his chest still heaving. He grabbed his trousers, dragging them up fast, eyes darting toward the stairs like a hunted animal.Then my elbow clipped the edge of a dish on the counter. It slid, teetered, and shattered against the tiled floor in a burst of glass and noise.I froze. My blood turned to ice.The footsteps halted for a split second on the stairs.“No—no, no, no—” I whispered under my breath, crouching to sweep the broken pieces together with trembling fingers.But then I heard it—her voice. Not at us, but int
SiennaThe morning air felt lighter than the kitchen had, but my chest was still tight with laughter I couldn’t let out. I was grinning without meaning to, and of course Dad noticed the second I reached him at the car.“Why are you smiling like that?” he asked, eyebrows lifted as he took the bag from me. “Something funny in there?”I swallowed the giggle threatening to burst out and shook my head. “Nope. Just… happy it’s revision week at school.”“Uh-huh.” He didn’t buy it, not fully. Dad had that way of studying me, like he could see straight through excuses. His lips twitched, but he didn’t press. Instead, he adjusted his tie in the car window and reached into his wallet.“Here,” he said, slipping a few bills into my hand. “That’s for you. And give some to Jaxon too, don’t keep it all to yourself.”I laughed, rolling my eyes. “I wouldn’t do that.”Dad gave me the classic dad look.“Okay, maybe I’d think about it,” I admitted, and he chuckled, patting my shoulder before climbing into
SiennaI lay there staring at the last text from Jaxon, grinning like an idiot, my heart still racing from the thought of what could’ve happened if his mom had walked upstairs.I typed quickly, fingers trembling just a little:“You’re crazy, you know. I can’t believe you came to my room like that last night. We almost got caught.”His reply came fast, like he’d been waiting with that smirk of his:Jaxon: “Worth it. Every second.”I bit my lip, heat rushing to my face. I hated how easily he got to me. My thumbs moved before I thought twice.“You were moaning loud though. If anyone was going to get us caught, it was you.”Three dots blinked. Then:Jaxon: “Loud? Please. You almost bit my shoulder to stop yourself from screaming. Don’t try me.”My cheeks burned, my whole body warm. I buried my face into the pillow, muffling a laugh.“You’re disgusting.” I typed, trying to sound annoyed.Jaxon: “Disgusting? You didn’t seem to think so last night when you were sucking my dick”I gasped and
JaxonThe sound dragged me out of sleep. Soft clinking, drawers sliding, a faint hum of movement downstairs. I blinked, disoriented, my phone screen glaring back at me: 4:49 a.m.For a second, I thought it was nothing — maybe the house settling. Then I heard it again. Pots. Cupboards. Someone moving around in the kitchen.My heart kicked.Mom.I turned my head, and there she was — Sienna. Curled up beside me, her sexy body warm against mine, tangled in the sheets. Her lips parted slightly, breathing slow, innocent in sleep.And we were in her bed. Together. Naked.“Damn,” I muttered under my breath, dragging a hand through my hair.I froze, listening harder. Mom’s footsteps. The fridge door opening. Water running. She was already up, probably prepping breakfast like she always did when she couldn’t sleep. If she came up now, if she even thought to check on us…I glanced at Sienna again. She shifted a little, her thigh brushing mine, her arm draped over my chest like she owned me. My t