All Chapters of FORBIDDEN SINFUL DESIRES: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

LUNA'S POV I swung the pen in my hand as the words the Professor was saying were dripping out of my left ear as soon as it entered through my right ear."Babe," I heard my best friend, Talia's voice, and I just kept smiling."Isn't he handsome?" I asked, gazing at him as I licked my lower lips."He is, and he's your boyfriend, so stop drooling over him," Talia spoke, and I rolled my eyes, gazing at my boyfriend, Jerome, who stood in front of the classroom, answering the Professor's question as everyone listened attentively."Fuck, why is he so hot today," I bite my lips as my mind flashes back to the good kiss we had yesterday, but the smile didn't last long as soon I remembered the sex we had last night.I'm Luna, a second-year student at Boston University. I have a boyfriend, Jerome and we have been dating for a year.He's smart, handsome, tall, well built with sexy abs. He's every woman's type, hot and a good kisser,, but he's not sexually good for me.He's damn good at foreplay a

My eyes flickered open; immediately, I sprang up, sitting upright on the bed as I peered around, my eyes taking in my surroundings.Fuck, where am I?I turned to see an older man on the bed sleeping peacefully. What happened yesterday started flooding in and I gasped.I had sex with a total stranger and an older man at that. Seeing he was still asleep, I hastily took my things, dressed up and hurried out of the hotel room. I remembered having sex with him in the VIP room in the clubhouse.After three intense rounds of sex, he ejaculated, and we went to a luxury hotel and started the romance all over, trying out different styles.I hurriedly flagged down a cab and boarded it. I told the cab man my phone address and brought out my phone from my bag to see missed calls from my mom and several messages from her, Jerome and Talia.Goodness, she's worried about me.I checked Jerome's messages and let out a loud hiss as I read his messages. He's worried about me?For real? After screwing She

I watched as Remington, my step dad strode out of the pool room. I couldn't help but feel a rush of happiness. His stay here is going to make my youth worthwhile and make up for all the sex life I have been deprived of.The way the water dripped down his chiselled back, highlighting the contours of his muscles, made me wet and breathless. My hand went to my wet pussy, and I shut my eyes, trying to process the forbidden attraction I was beginning to feel towards him."Shit," I mumbled myself, frustration etching on my face. He turned me on and then walked away without doing it, leaving me hanging in the air.I took some deep breaths, trying to calm the horniness and wrapped a towel around my small waist. I stepped out of the pool area, smiling, grinning, remembering how his touch had a spell on me.I made my way to the living room, expecting, to find Remington there, but he was nowhere to be found. I shrugged, assuming he must have gone to his room to change, and decided to do the sam

As I walked into the dining room, I carefully placed the cup of milk on the table, trying not to spill a single drop. Then, I made my way over to Remy's side, where I snuggled up close to him, sitting comfortably on his thigh. I leaned in, pressing my lips deeply against his, feeling a rush of satisfaction.As we broke apart for a moment, Remy looked at me cockily like one about to pull up a stunt on me. "Mmm, is it fine if you miss school?" he asked, his voice low and husky. I gazed back at him, feeling a little surprised by his question. "You care about my studies?" I asked, my voice tinged with amusement.Remy's expression turned mischievous, and he uttered, "I want you to ditch school more often to have more sex with me, if it's possible." I couldn't help but burst out laughing at his raw, honest words. "I'll gladly do that," I responded, playfully handing him the glass cup of milk as I sprang up from his thigh.As I walked over to my bag, I couldn't help but feel a little self-

As I walked out of my room, stretching my arms. Today is a free day, no classes, no test, no assignments. I had the whole day to myself. I grabbed my cellphone and headed downstairs to start my morning with a good meal and maybe another meal after that.As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I caught sight of my mom sitting in the living room, talking away on her phone. She had a big smile plastered on her face, and I wondered who she was conversing with over the phone But I didn't intend to listen to her conversation but as I did unknowningly, the smile plastered on my face turned to disgust. "You're free to come and check up on your wife," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness.My stomach twisted as I realized who she must be talking to. It was him - the guy I had met at the party last night, the one I had somehow gotten betrothed to without even realizing it.My mom had pushed me into this situation, trying to play matchmaker without even considering my feelings. And now,