All Chapters of Forbidden Desires(Short Erotica Stories): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

When I woke up this morning, I thought I knew what I was walking into. But that didn’t stop the nerves from tangling in my stomach like a tight, twisting knot. The first-day jitters hit me harder than expected, like a gust of wind whipping wild beneath my skin, cold and anxious and electric.I wasn’t even sure I was in the right room. The paper in my hand filled with instructions and classroom numbers, said I was. But no one else had arrived yet. The lecture hall stood empty and echoing, giving me too much time to overthink.I slid into a seat at the very back, hoping to stay out of sight. If I didn’t make eye contact, or didn’t speak to anyone, maybe I could just observe, learn how things worked before being noticed. The silence wrapped around me like a blanket… but not a warm one. More like the hush before a storm.Still, beneath the nerves, something else stirred. Something darker and Hungrier.Maybe it was the tightness between my thighs, the pulse already drumming low in my body

“What the fuck is happening here? Miss Lily, what are you doing in my office?”His voice was sharp, deep, laced with restrained fury, and something darker. His eyes dropped, trailing over the flushed line of my body to the discarded panties on the floor.Oh my God. This is crazy. This is insane.I froze, caught mid-thought, mid-heat, still perched on his desk, skirt bunched around my waist, my skin flushed and soaked with need.“Professor… I know there’s absolutely nothing I can say to defend myself,” I began, my voice trembling. “But it’s really not what you think.”His gaze burned into mine.“No,” he said, voice low and tight. “There’s nothing you can say.”And yet, he didn’t move. His eyes, stormy, conflicted, and hungry raked over me again, slower this time, like he was trying not to want what was right in front of him.In that moment, I knew I had him exactly where I wanted him.“Professor Collins,” I murmured, rising slowly, confidently now. “I just… I couldn’t help myself. I co

I should’ve left right after.I should’ve pulled on my clothes, run out of the house, and pretended none of it ever happened. That I hadn’t let my best friend’s father bury himself inside me. That I hadn’t loved it.But I didn’t leave.Because when he kissed me again, slow and filthy, his fingers still between my legs, I realized I didn’t want to.Mr. Callahan. . . Daniel. . . was addictive.And I was already hooked.I stayed the night. We didn’t sleep. He had me on the bed, then against the door. On the floor. Even in the shower when we tried to cool off and failed. I lost count of how many times he made me come. How many times had he whispered things in my ear that no man ever had.“You’re mine now. No one touches you but me.”I knew it was dangerous. That we were playing with fire.But I also knew I would burn for him a thousand times over.The next morning, I slipped downstairs in nothing but his T-shirt and nothing underneath, skin still tingling, thighs sore. The scent of coffee

The next morning, I stood in front of the full-length mirror in the women’s restroom, smoothing down the hem of my pencil skirt. I looked professional. Collected. Exactly how I was supposed to look.But underneath the crisp blouse and steady breathing, my body still throbbed with leftover desire. My thighs ached, my core was sore in the most delicious way, and my lips were still slightly swollen from the night before. I hadn’t slept more than a few hours. My brain wouldn’t stop replaying every second of what Adrian had done to me. The way his voice dropped when he told me to look at him. The way he didn’t hesitate to take what he wanted. The way I’d wanted it to. Every filthy, glorious moment.And now I had to sit through a team meeting like I hadn’t been bent over the CEO’s desk hours ago.My phone buzzed in my purse.Message from: A.BlackwoodMy office. Now.Just that. No greeting. No explanation. Just a command.My breath caught, and I didn’t hesitate.By the time I reached the top

Now that I’m turned towards her I can see her properly and I can see that her shorts are around her ankles and she has one of her hands buried between her legs.“I. I. I.” She stammers trying to speak.I start to speak but I’m stunned into silence when she takes her hand from between her legs raises it to her mouth and licks it. I feel my cock twitch watching her pornographic display and I wonder what the fuck is happening. Selina walks forward into my bedroom, turns around, and closes the door behind her, She then kicks her shorts off her feet so that she is wearing nothing from the waist down and then starts to walk across the room towards me. My mind is spinning as I watch Selina walk across the bedroom putting extra sway into her hips, so many fantasies whirl through my head but even though I want to I know I can’t do anything with this girl.“What’s this?” She asks in a teasing tone to her voice.I watch horrified as Selina presses play on the video and watches with rapt attentio