Todos los capítulos de RED HOT STORIES (A COLLECTION OF ST*AMY STORIES): Capítulo 271 - Capítulo 280

TARA’S POVThe water was cool against my feet and clear beneath me, the fish swimming underneath rippling as the calm afternoon wind blew over the lake. The sun peeked over the clouds above us, pouring its rays over the water.Liam was stretched out on his floatie beside me, his eyes half closed and his hands gripping his martini glass as drifted toward me. Mila was on the other side, closer to the pier, stirring her vodka lazily with a finger. She sucked the finger as stopped her drink and I scrunched my face in disgust.The wind picked up, pushing me toward the pier as my thoughts began to drift. I could hear Mila and Liam talking about something but I wasn't really listening anymore. My mind flashed back to everything that happened this morning.I still couldn’t believe how bold I’d been. Yesterday, I was shy and quiet and even hesitant when Liam began kissing me. I never pushed back even when he squeezed my breasts and had just let him use me, scared that any action I made would p

MILA’S POV"Remember," I said, my lips tugging with a smirk as I leaned closer to Liam. "Free for all.”Jace's gaze darted between the three of us before he let out a small laugh. "You're in on this too?" he asked Tara, shaking his head.Tara didn't give a reply, just bit down on her lip. She looked conflicted, but I could tell deep down she wanted to see where this was going to go. And I was going to make that happen."Everyone's done something to add to their mark," I said, resting on my elbow. "You have also done that too. Do you really want to ruin our streak because you're scared?"The look on his face instantly switched to an angry frown. "I'm not fucking scared," he said, his tone low and cold.I smiled. "Perfect. Then suck Liam's dick.""What?""Huh?"Hell, no."I leaned back, raising a brow as my gaze darted between Liam and Jace. I pointed to the timer on my phone, then to the scoreboard and they both grunted."Remember," I whispered, "the loser handles the entire expenses f

JACE’S POVTara ran her hands over my body, her manicured nails digging into my back. I felt a wave of pain shoot through my body but I didn't stop. I grabbed her blouse, ripping it off before lifting her. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her kisses traveling down my neck and her fingers running through my hair as I held her close and walked into her bedroom.The bed creaked under our weight as I dropped her down and I began raining down kisses in her. My lips traced a path that ran down her neck, to her covered breasts, to her belly and down to her pants.“Let's take all these off, shall we?" I said in a soft whisper.Tara giggled, lifting her hands, giving me a go-ahead. I grinned as I grabbed the cups of her bra–my hands digging behind it and touching her nipples–and snapped it off. A piece of it shot through the air, hitting the wall behind me and we both laughed.But the sound soon faded as I looked down at her breasts.They were like perfectly molded mounds, placed on top o

LIAM'S POVI sat down on my bed, hands clasped and gaze focused on the wall before me. I blinked, trying to steady my thoughts to no avail. All I could think about was last night–Mila’s touch, the way she sucked me off, the feel of her warm pussy against my dick, how he's throat bobbed as she swallowed without any complaints….and then there was the soft moans that was coming from upstairs the entire time.I groaned, tapping my forehead against the crevice of my palm. I didn't know why it hurt me badly that she and Jace had fucked. It wasn't that they were both step-siblings, making it wrong. It was the fact that she had FUCKED him.Throughout our time playing the game, she had only sucked and jerked me off, and now she was fucking hee stepbrother? What did she even see in Jace? What did he give to her that I didn't give?I slapped my hand on the bed, a burst of rage shooting through me. I wanted to shout, scream, and destroy the room, but I managed to calm myself down. I guess what sh

HANK’S POVI tapped my steering wheel, humming as I drove down the dirt path through the forest. A critter ran past in front and I blew my horn, shouting curses. Another came in again but I was faster than it could run and I heard the squelch of its flesh against my tires.“Oh, well,” I mumbled, gripping the steering wheel tight. "You live, you learn."The gravel road crunched under my tires and my rickety truck shook and trembled. The engine spurted and I slapped the wheel, yelling out praise as I stepped on the gas. An old George Strait song played on the radio and I whistled along as I sped down the road. The old lady never died that easily.I finally bursted out of the forest and into the open clearing where my cabin stood. The full moon peaked over in the sky, pouring down its silver light on the open glade before me. The lake shimmered, mirroring the very sky.I couldn't help but wipe a year at the sight.But my joy immediately faded as I caught sight of a car–their car–parked in