로그인Fractures💦🫦“We have to stop.”I said the words against Nathan’s bare shoulder, but they carried almost no force. It was past midnight. We were in his private office on the 27th floor, the city glittering beyond the glass, the rest of the firm long empty. My blouse was open. His shirt was on the floor. He was still inside me from the second time, slow and deep, one hand resting on the small of my back.“I know,” he murmured against my hair. “I’ve been telling myself the same thing for weeks.”Neither of us moved.The affair had settled into a dangerous rhythm. Days spent maintaining careful professional distance, emails, meetings, polite nods in the hallway. Nights when the floor emptied and the pull between us became impossible to resist. We had fucked in the supply closet, on his desk, against the glass wall of the same meeting room where it first happened during the blackout. Each time the guilt grew heavier. Each time the want grew stronger.Tonight Elena had texted him twice wh
After the Lights💦🫦“We shouldn’t do this again.”Nathan said the words against my mouth even as he backed me into the supply closet on the 27th floor two nights later. The power had been restored the morning after the blackout. The office had returned to its usual rhythm of meetings, deadlines, and polite distance. We had spent the entire next day pretending nothing had happened, passing each other in the hallway, sitting through the same project review, speaking only when the work required it.It had been unbearable.Now it was past nine. Most of the floor was empty again. The city glittered beyond the glass like nothing had ever gone dark. Nathan’s hand was already under my blouse, warm against my skin, and I was already arching into his touch.“I know,” I whispered.He kissed me harder. The door clicked shut behind us. The only light came from the thin strip under the door and the red glow of the exit sign in the hall. He smelled like the same cologne from the night of the blacko
Emergency Lighting💦🫦“Don’t move. The elevators are out.”Nathan’s voice cut through the sudden darkness of the 27th floor. One moment the architecture firm had been humming with the usual late-night quiet, computers still on, city lights glittering beyond the glass. The next, everything died. The only illumination left came from the faint red glow of the emergency exit signs and the scattered phone screens of people still packing up.I froze near the printer, heart already racing. Most of the team had left an hour ago. I had stayed to finish revisions on a proposal. Nathan Vale, the senior partner, had stayed too. He almost always did.“How many of us are still here?” someone called from the far end of the open-plan office.“Three,” Nathan answered. His silhouette moved closer through the dark. “Maya’s near the print station. I’m by the conference rooms. David is on his way down the stairs. Everyone else is gone.”A flashlight beam swept across the ceiling, then settled. Nathan’s p
The Cottage💦🫦“We’re really doing this.”Elias’s voice was barely above a whisper as he closed the bedroom door of the small countryside cottage. Rain tapped against the windows. Downstairs, Lila was still in the kitchen finishing the dishes and talking on the phone to her mother. The cottage was charming and far too small, two bedrooms, one bathroom, thin walls, and a living room that forced the three of us into constant proximity.I stood near the bed with my arms wrapped around myself. The weekend had already been a special kind of torture. Long walks where Lila held his hand and pointed out scenery while Elias’s eyes kept finding mine. Shared meals where every accidental brush of fingers under the table felt like a spark. Nights spent lying awake in the smaller guest room listening to the soft sounds of them in the room next door.Now Lila was distracted, the rain was loud, and Elias had followed me upstairs under the excuse of helping with the luggage.“We shouldn’t,” I said, e
Shared Walls💦🫦“We need to talk. Properly. Without Lila in the next room.”Elias’s voice was low as he caught my wrist in the narrow hallway of the flat he shared with my cousin. It was just after midnight. Lila had gone to bed an hour earlier, still excited from the long day of showing me around London. The guest room I was staying in sat directly across from their bedroom. The walls were thin enough that I could hear the soft sound of her breathing when everything else went quiet.I should have pulled away. Instead, I let him tug me into the small kitchen and shut the door.The only light came from the under-cabinet LEDs. Elias looked exhausted and tense, the careful composure he had worn all day finally cracked. He ran a hand through his hair and exhaled.“I didn’t know,” he said. “I need you to believe that. I had no idea you were Lila’s cousin when I sat down next to you on that plane.”“I know.” My voice came out thinner than I wanted. “I didn’t know either.”Silence stretched
Thirty Thousand Feet💦🫦“You’re in my seat.”The voice was low and amused. I looked up from my phone and found a man standing in the aisle of the dim cabin, a carry-on in one hand and a boarding pass in the other. Tall, dark hair, sharp jaw, the kind of quiet confidence that made the flight attendant already smiling at him. The overhead lights had been turned down for the overnight flight to London. Most passengers were already trying to sleep.“I don’t think so,” I said, holding up my own pass. “14A. Window.”He glanced at his ticket, then at the seat number, then back at me. A slow smile pulled at the corner of his mouth. “Looks like they double-booked the row. 14A and 14B are both assigned to us somehow. Mind if I take the aisle until they sort it out?”I should have said I minded. Instead I shrugged and moved my bag. He sat down, the clean scent of his cologne cutting through the recycled cabin air. His knee brushed mine as he settled. Neither of us moved away.His name was Elias
Office Discipline💦🫦My phone buzzed again in my hand as Sarah raised an eyebrow at me in the hallway. "You sure you're okay? Your face is all red.""Yeah, totally fine," I said quickly, shoving the phone into my pocket without checking it. "Just stressed about the revisions. Professor Black doesn
After-Hours Temptation💦🫦"Emily, close the door and lock it." Professor Black's voice filled the empty lecture hall, low and commanding. I stood frozen in the doorway, my backpack still slung over one shoulder, heart slamming against my ribs. The rest of the class had left twent
Towel Warning💦🫦Daniel held the phone screen toward me, that slow smile turning downright dangerous in the dim light. "Looks like someone's looking for you."My stomach flipped. I grabbed his wrist, eyes wide on the message. "Shit, what do we say? Daniel, she's going to
Risky Claim💦🫦"Shh," Daniel whispered, his finger firm against my lips, eyes locked on mine with that wicked glint. My heart hammered so loud I swore Lila could hear it through the door. I lay there naked under him, his cum still leaking between my thighs, body buzzin







