All Chapters of Beyond the Guilty Pleasure: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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This chapter contains mature (18+) content.Amber's POV…."Anytime," he said. His eyes dilated with raw desire as he saw me in bed. The slit in my dress wasn't helping; my thick thighs were bulging out of it. My top couldn't hide my big round breasts, inviting him. He gulped the saliva down his throat. It looks like sinning was a better option than regretting it later.He latched his lips on me, taking her sweet lips into his, and I tightened my arms around his neck. Moaning. Getting submerged in the pleasurable night.Our lips move swiftly, tasting each other's sweet nectar. Sucking! Biting! Nibbing! We started devouring each other as if we had gone touchless. A shiver ran down his spine as I tugged on his collar, bowing him more toward me.He climbed on the bed, forgetting that I was forbidden for him. I was drunk but conscious of the pleasure I was experiencing in my body. Though he was in a sane mind, he was intoxicated by my every act, which was churning his stomach with anticipa

Amber’s POV…It has been a week since we experienced that sinful night. I was looking in the mirror with a sigh on my face. His marks were fading very slowly. I pulled my hair in frustration and agitation.That night, he never stopped gnawing and licking the area, leaving my neck with a purple, enraged hickey. Nothing I wore seems to help. He confirmed that the marks were still there in the morning. Bastard.After that day, I kept on avoiding him. It was a tough job to avoid someone with whom you work together. That man deliberately started popping out of nowhere because he wanted to talk, but I kept on avoiding any chances with him.The sexual tension inside my body was unbearable. I desperately wanted a release. It was itching there. A release could help.At the office, everyone’s eyes widen when they look at the mark, especially Noah. My brother kept on questioning me about who did this to me. I was asked to come to the office. I have to say that it was a boy. However, this got eve

Amber’s POV...I rushed outside the door and went straight to my home. I sighed, thinking about our vivid encounters these days. A loomy atmosphere was spread in my house. The feeling of guilt consumed me, and I felt extremely lonely.At night, I twisted and turned on the bed. Today's incident was continuously repeating in my head. My mind felt full of him. The horrifying silence and loneliness at night felt so depressing. I have never felt so confused and helpless. I really don't know what to do.I gazed at the ceiling and took a deep breath. I clearly remembered that look on his face when I said "no." His face fell immediately. His anger and frustration clearly vanished in seconds after hearing my denial. He shook his head in negativity when I told him it was just a mistake. He tried to pursue me and fight for it. I crushed his excitement and everything. He stood there, gazing at my retreating back when I made my way out.Oh my God! Those beautiful mocha eyes of his. They held so mu

Amber's pov... I felt great after talking to my best friend. I didn't tell her about me fucking Ethan, but I will tell her after I have some real talk with her. I just couldn't wait to escape from here. I am back to avoiding Ethan. That dick deserves it. I knew he was peeping at me or stealing glances at me. Honestly, many times I have caught him looking at myself. He sometimes takes a peripheral view of me or just stares at me without even blinking. I didn't notice me much; maybe I was doing the same thing. The situation between us was making me very nervous; our relationship has changed significantly to something else. I am not the only one who witnessed changes between us; in fact, my sibling called me to his office. I just figured it out. "Close the door, Amber," he said solemnly, and I knew something was serious as he never referred to me by my actual name unless it was something crucial. I turned around and gazed at him. He was standing on the desk, his legs crossed, and he w