All Chapters of Her Sweetest Mistake [Dark Erotica]: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

It happened on a Thursday.Not a special day. Not a stormy night or a drunken mistake. Just a slow, gray afternoon thick with humidity and too many close calls.Eli had been in the garage for most of it, organizing boxes and pretending to clean while his body buzzed from sleeplessness and restraint. The house was quiet. His dad was gone again. Some zoning meeting, probably. And Dominic was home. Upstairs. Avoiding him.But not completely.Because Eli had caught the glances.At breakfast, when their hands brushed near the coffee pot. When Eli came down the stairs shirtless and Dominic’s eyes tracked a little too long over his stomach. The way he’d said Eli’s name that morning—quiet, like it meant something.Like maybe he’d finally stopped trying to lie to himself.Eli wiped the sweat from his neck and tossed the rag onto the workbench. He was done waiting.***He found Dominic in the study.The door was half-open. Dominic sat at the desk, back to him, reading over floor plans on his la

The garage got dim and hot, the air thick with motor oil, dust, and the sweat building between their bodies. Eli’s shorts hit the floor fast, followed by Dominic’s belt, his cock already hard and leaking as he pushed it against Eli’s thigh.“No time,” Dominic hissed as he spun him around, hands spreading Eli’s thighs as he shoved him forward against the nearest workbench. The surface was rough beneath Eli’s palms, but he didn’t care.Dominic spat into his hand again, stroked himself, then lined up behind him, no teasing this time.Just need. Just heat. Just him.He sank in fast, burying his cock deep with one rough thrust that made Eli cry out, biting down on his own hand to muffle the sound.Dominic didn’t wait. Didn’t hold back.He fucked him hard, hips snapping into Eli’s ass with brutal rhythm. Eli braced himself, legs shaking, forehead pressed to his arm as each thrust sent sparks up his spine.“Y-you like this?” Dominic growled, breath ragged. “You like the risk of getting caugh

He stared openly across the unfinished hallway, leaning against the railing, licking condensation from his water bottle like it was deliberate.Dominic noticed.Of course he did.He always noticed.And when the rep left to take a call, Dominic didn’t say a word. Just gestured with his head and walked deeper into the shell of the unfinished house. Past the stairwell. Into the shadows of the future master bedroom.Eli followed.The second they were out of view, Dominic shoved him hard against a support beam and kissed him like punishment.Eli loved it.He gasped into Dominic’s mouth, hands flying to his waist, dragging him closer until their hips collided.“This is insane,” Dominic growled between kisses.“Keep saying that while you fuck me.”Dominic groaned and shoved his thigh between Eli’s legs, pinning him. Eli rocked against it with a breathless whimper.“Do you know what you look like when you want it this bad?” Dominic muttered, biting his neck.“Tell me,” Eli whispered, grinding

“Sure,” Eli said. “Why wouldn’t we be?”His father shrugged. “Dunno. You’re usually not this... helpful. Or quiet.”“I’m maturing,” Eli replied.Dominic finally looked at him then. Just briefly.But it was enough.Too much.Eli smiled and changed the subject.But the seed is sprouting. And now, Dominic is feeling it too.Later that night, they didn’t touch.Didn’t sneak into rooms or pass each other notes or glance across the table with filthy memories in their eyes.They stayed apart.And it was torture.Eli lay in his bed staring at the ceiling, so wired with want he could barely breathe. He could still feel the echo of Dominic’s cock inside him, the sting of his grip on Eli’s hips. He wanted to text him. Wanted to call. Wanted to go.But Dominic hadn’t come. And Eli wasn’t going to beg.Not tonight.***The next morning, Eli left early.He drove out to the edge of the lake trail with no real plan. He just needed space. Air. Quiet.Halfway through his walk, his phone buzzed.Dominic

“I didn’t become this way because of you,” Eli said. “But you’re the reason I stopped pretending to be anything else.”Dominic’s face had gone pale.“Why are you telling me this?” he asked, voice low.“Because I need you to stop pretending you’re the only one who’s scared.”Dominic didn’t speak for a long time.Then, finally, he leaned against the wall and rubbed both hands over his face.“Jesus, Eli.”Dominic looked at him.And Eli saw it again, that war in his eyes. The line he kept trying to redraw after they’d already crossed it.“This wasn’t supposed to happen,” Dominic said.Eli took a step closer.“No,” he said. “But it did. Multiple times. And now you have to decide if you're going to stay in the past or live in this.”Dominic stared at him. “You make it sound easy.”“It’s not,” Eli said. “But it’s honest.”Then he leaned in and kissed him.Slow. Fierce. Mouth open. Hands shaking.And Dominic let him.They didn’t fuck in the garage that night.They didn’t even go to Dominic’s