All Chapters of Sweet Surrender: A Compilation Of Spicy Erotic Confessions : Chapter 91 - Chapter 95

Cuckold Confessions (5)Despite sitting perfectly still, I could not make out what Duncan was saying. His voice was low, almost apologetic. Dera’s response was barely audible beneath the sound of running water from the kitchen sink. I only caught the end of it.“Nonsense. Our house is your house for as long as you're here.” Then I heard her soft laugh and the padding of her bare feet down the hallway. “Goodnight, Duncan.”When she stepped into our bedroom, she wore a smile that gave her away. Her cheeks flushed, eyes lit up. She closed the door behind her and raised her eyebrows. “Damn.”“What happened?” I asked, eying her closely. She took a long sip from her water glass, then smirked. “I’m not used to other men seeing me in this outfit.”My heart pounded. I didn’t want to admit how aroused I was. “Neither am I.” I chuckled, trying to play it off. “What happened?”She set her glass down and slipped under the covers. “Nothing. Duncan was out there getting water too.”I stared at her,

Cuckold Confessions (7)"Can’t win them all, I suppose," I said, forcing a casual tone as I shuffled the deck. Anything to keep the conversation going. Anything to avoid that silent tension hanging in the air.Dera snapped out of her daze and turned to me with a smile that held just a little too much color in her cheeks. "Looks like it's just you and me, dear."Duncan grinned as he leaned back, relaxed and smug. "Well, at least I know who I’m rooting for."Her eyes shot open a little wider. That line hit her hard, probably because she remembered what was at stake. One more loss and she’d be left in her underwear. She looked between the two of us, nervous, unsure. I watched her closely, realizing I felt the same as Duncan. I wanted her to lose. Not for the win, but for what came with it.Cards went down fast. I barely had to try. My streak continued.Dera cursed under her breath, and I couldn’t believe my luck. She hesitated, then reached for the hem of her shirt. I didn’t say a word.

Cuckold Confessions (8)“Never again,” Dera groaned as she pulled herself out of bed. The sun was already high. She moved like her body didn’t belong to her anymore. I felt the same. My head was pounding and my mouth tasted like regret. But compared to what we had downed, I wasn’t doing too bad.Dera wandered to the bathroom and came back a few minutes later, towel wrapped around her chest, rubbing her hair dry. Her eyes looked soft and unsure as she glanced at me.“I can’t believe what I did last night. That was… so stupid.”I sat up, stretching, trying to shake off the haze. “Don’t beat yourself up. It was fun.”She looked at me like she didn’t believe me. Hell, I didn’t believe me either. We both knew it was more than just “fun.” That night cracked something open between us—something we hadn’t planned, hadn’t talked about. And somehow, I didn’t hate it.Eventually, we made it to the kitchen, still sluggish. Duncan had already been out and back. A bag from our favorite diner sat on