บททั้งหมดของ Her Dirty Little Games(An Erotica Collection): บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

LILYBy the time I reached his gate, my hands were damp against the brown paper package. I took a deep breath, trying to steady the flutter in my chest, and rang the bell.Not even three seconds passed before the door opened.He stood there in a plain gray T-shirt and joggers. Then he gave a gentle awkward smile that tugged at the corner of his lips.“Hi,” he said softly.I felt my own smile rising before I could stop it. “Hi. Uh… delivery for you.”I held out the package, taking a tiny step back so I wouldn’t seem too close.He reached for it, his fingers brushed mine and it sent a small spark through my stomach. “Thanks,” he murmured, setting the box down on the small table by the door. “You made it fast.”I shrugged lightly, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “Yeah, well, when the boss says it’s urgent…” I let out a soft laugh, trying to sound casual. “Oh, and, um…” I hesitated before blurting, “Thank you. For the food yesterday. That was really kind of you.”His head lifted a

MR. CARTERI just sat there completely still, staring at the door she’d just run out of.My mind was blank.What the hell just happened?I knew I wanted to see her again. That much was clear the moment I went back to that app last night and placed another order just to get her back here. But I didn’t think it would go this far. I didn’t think I’d lose control like that.And yet, the second she looked at me with those wide, uncertain eyes… I was gone.I’d kissed her.And the worst part? I didn’t regret it. Not even a little.I leaned back against the couch, dragging a hand down my face. My heart was still pounding, my lips still tingling from the ghost of her touch.God, what was wrong with me?This was the first time I’d ever crossed that line. The first time I’d ever cheated on my wife, and yet… instead of guilt, all I felt was this deep, aching pull inside me. Like I’d just gotten a taste of something I’d been starving for and now couldn’t stop craving more.I could still see the wa

MR. CARTERI’d been standing in the kitchen for over an hour, pretending to make dinner.The truth was, I wasn’t hungry. I’d just needed something to do. Something to keep my hands busy while my mind ran in circles.The sound of the knife hitting the chopping board filled the silence. I’d diced onions I didn’t even plan on cooking, stirred a pot that wasn’t even on. Every few minutes, I’d glance at my phone sitting on the counter.No missed calls. No messages.It was pathetic, really. A grown man, a married man, waiting for a girl half his age to call him.But I couldn’t help it.Every minute that passed without her name flashing on the screen twisted something in my chest a little tighter.“Come on, Lily…” I muttered under my breath, stirring the sauce again even though it didn’t need stirring. “Just once.”The house was too quiet, and every tick of the clock echoed in my head.I sighed, setting the spoon down and leaning against the counter, staring blankly at the tiled floor. Maybe

LILYI smiled nervously as I reached him. He looked even better than I remembered… wearing a black shirt, sleeves rolled up, his hair slightly damp from the rain. His eyes swept over me slowly, like he was memorizing every inch.When he reached out his hand, I didn’t hesitate. I placed mine in his, and he lifted it gently, pressing a soft kiss against my knuckles.“You look…” he bit his lower lip. “Absolutely stunning.”Heat crept up my neck. “Thank you so much,” I managed to whisper.His lips curved into a gentle smile. “You have no idea how hard it was to wait.”Before I could respond, he moved to open the car door, his hand brushing my lower back lightly as he guided me inside. I tried not to shiver at the contact, but every nerve in my body was on alert.The car smelled faintly of leather and his cologne. As I settled into the seat, he closed the door and walked around to the driver’s side. When he slid in beside me, he gave me another quick glance that lingered just a little too

MR DANIELI dropped Lily off at her place, and for the first time in a long while, I couldn’t stop smiling. She waved at me before heading inside, and I just sat there for a second, watching her go. My chest felt light… ridiculously light.God, what was wrong with me? I shouldn’t feel this happy. But I did.I turned up the volume of the stereo, letting the music fill the car as I drove. Every light, every corner, every thought of her made me grin like a fool. I’d been craving for this, and tonight… I’d finally gotten close enough to taste what that felt like…but the moment I pulled into the driveway, the smile vanished.My wife’s car was parked in the compound.I froze, my hand still gripping the steering wheel. She wasn’t supposed to be back until next week. She hadn’t called, hadn’t texted. Nothing.“When did she get back?” I muttered under my breath, my heartbeat starting to quicken again… but for a completely different reason.The music suddenly felt too loud, so I turned it off,