Todos los capítulos de Her Dirty Little Games(An Erotica Collection): Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

LILYMy heart skipped the second he said panties.I turned to look at him, and he was already grinning. I tried to act unbothered, but the smile that tugged at my lips gave me away.I knew exactly what I was getting myself into, and honestly? I didn’t care, because somewhere deep down, I’d already made peace with it… I was done being the good girl. If being a bad girl would give me the life I wanted, then maybe I was ready to risk it.The drive went on for another hour, the city slowly fading behind us until all I could see were stretches of open road. When he finally turned off onto a narrower path lined with palm trees, I leaned forward, trying to see where we were.Then, the gates opened.I swear, my jaw almost hit the floor.“Daniel…” I whispered as the car rolled to a stop.Before us stood a private villa… the kind you only ever saw in travel magazines or influencer reels; white walls, glass windows that reflected the sky, and a sweeping view of the ocean.When I stepped out, the

THE SOLDIER’S WIFE AND HER GARDENER GRACE It’s been five months since my husband went back to his place of assignment. Five long, quiet months. We moved here right before he left, a new town, a fresh start, he said. But fresh starts are hard when you’re the only one left behind to live them. I don’t know anyone here. No friends, no familiar faces, just the endless hum of silence and my own thoughts. I won’t lie, it’s been exhausting. Some days I barely recognize myself anymore. I miss him. His voice, his warmth, the way his laughter used to fill this place. I wish he could come back soon. I stepped outside, hoping the breeze would clear my head, but the sight that greeted me made me groan. The weeds in the yard had grown wild again, tall and stubborn. "Great," I muttered under my breath, folding my arms. “Just what I needed.” The sunlight was warm against my skin as I walked across the small patch of lawn, kicking at the overgrown grass. I needed to do something about it

GRACEThe next morning, I woke up earlier than usual.The sun wasn’t even fully up yet, but I was already pacing between my closet and the mirror, pretending I wasn’t trying to figure out what to wear.It was just the gardener coming by. Nothing to get excited about.And yet… somehow, I found myself changing my top three times.I finally settled on a simple tank and light jeans… caught my reflection and almost rolled my eyes at myself.“What are you doing, Grace?” I muttered.I didn’t have an answer.By the time the low rumble of his truck pulled up outside, my pulse had already picked up its pace.I peeked through the curtain and there he was.Gray shirt, rolled sleeves, tool belt slung low on his hips. He looked like he’d just walked straight out of a daydream I didn’t mean to have.I quickly backed away from the window and pretended to be busy making coffee when the knock came.“Morning,” he greeted when I opened the door. “Morning,” I replied, hoping he couldn’t tell how warm my f

ETHANI smiled as I stepped back into the bathroom. The steam had already started to fade, leaving the mirror fogged and the air warm.I grabbed the small bag I’d brought along, pulled out a clean shirt and shorts, and slipped into them quickly. The fabric clung faintly to my damp skin, but it felt good to be fresh again.When I walked out, she was still there, standing near the dresser, pretending to busy herself with something on the table.“Hey,” I said softly. “Thanks again… for the hospitality today.”She looked up, offering a small, polite smile. “Of course. You’ve done a lot today, you deserved it.”I rubbed the back of my neck, glancing toward the porch. “If I keep up the pace, I should be done with the yard sooner than expected. Maybe even by tomorrow if I start early.”Something flickered in her eyes… disappointment, maybe… before she forced another smile. “That’s good,” she said, her voice quiet. “You’ll finally get to rest.”“Yeah,” I murmured, though I wasn’t sure I liked

GRACEHe hurriedly pulled down my dress, his mouth finding my nipple. At that point, it was like my whole body was on fire.I had missed this sensation, missed the feeling of being touched by someone else. My dildo and my own fingers were poor substitutes for the real thing.He ran his hand down my body until it stopped at my thighs, then slowly drifted inward to my pussy."Oh, damn," I moaned, unable to hold it in.I didn't know whether it was the weed or just sheer, pent-up horniness, but I was intoxicated by how I was feeling.He slowly massaged my clit while sucking on my breast, using his tongue to draw circles around my nipple.He then pulled back and placed the head of his dick at my entrance.“Stop,” I breathed.He froze immediately, and pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes dark with lust and confusion. “Grace? What's wrong?”I looked up at him, slowly tracing his lower lip with my thumb. “Not that,” I whispered, my gaze dropping to his mouth and then back to his ey