All Chapters of Her Dirty Little Games(An Erotica Collection): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I was losing my mind.Minutes passed. Long, torturous minutes. I stayed on the bed, just like he told me, waiting, aching, trembling. But he didn’t come back.What kind of sick game was this?My thighs were still wet, my pulse still racing, and my body screamed for more. But he was nowhere. And I was done waiting.Screw this.I stood up… bare, flushed, and furious. My legs still wobbled a little, but I didn’t care. I was going to find him. And if I had to drag him by the shirt and make him finish what he started, so be it.I stormed out of the room, every step echoing through the quiet hallway. "Collins!" I called once, then louder, “Where the hell are you?!”No answer.I checked the kitchen, empty. The study was also empty. I started down the hallway toward the guest rooms when…I heard moans.I froze. A long, low, unmistakably sexual sound floated down the corridor. I blinked, my heart slamming in my chest… not from arousal this time, but confusion.Another moan.That was a woman.I

THE HORNY FAMILYKIMBERLYI stood stiffly in the dimly lit toilet of the club, pressing my back against the tiled wall, trying to breathe through the chaos I could still hear from outside. The bass from the speakers pounded through the floor, the smell of sweat, alcohol, and perfume filled the air.I looked down at myself again, dragging the edge of my gown… if you could even call it that. The hem barely reached past my ass, and the neckline was low enough to make me keep folding my arms over my chest every five seconds. The dress was sleeveless too, and I kept feeling like my boobs would pop out if I so much as exhaled too hard.What was I doing here?This was my first time ever in a club. I was nineteen and a virgin… and up until tonight, I’d been a good girl. I didn’t drink. I didn’t party. I didn’t even kiss the boys who tried asking me out after class. But my best friend Vanessa had insisted… dragged me here to “celebrate” my birthday. She said I needed to loosen up, that I could

COLEWhat the fuck? Are you for real?Since I got home last night, I haven’t been able to get her out of my head. Sweet little Kimberly with that fucking innocent face that has no damn clue what she does to me.I’ve been thinking about her, nonstop.Her body… God, that body. That ass… Jesus Christ. Round, soft, made to be grabbed while I fuck her senseless. And her tits? Full, perfect, practically begging to be sucked. I want them in my mouth. I want to hear her moan while I bite down on those perfect nipples.I shouldn’t be thinking this. But fuck, I am.I keep replaying that moment at the club. When I kissed her. She didn’t push me, not right away. She froze, but I saw it… the way her lips softened under mine, the way her body leaned in like she wanted it. Like she wanted me.And then that goddamn friend of hers showed up and ruined everything. If she hadn’t, Kimberly would’ve been in my car. On my lap. Moaning my name while I fucked that innocence right out of her.I was so fucking

KIMBERLYI sat in the car, staring out the window as the city blurred past, but all I could hear was my mom’s giggling.She hasn’t stopped since we left the hall. Not that I blame her. Today was her big day. Her perfect, fairytale wedding. And judging by the way she kept smiling at her ring every two seconds, she was living her happily ever after.“Oh my God, Kimmy.” She suddenly turned toward me, her eyes shining like a teenager who just got proposed to at prom. She held up her left hand and wiggled her fingers, making the diamond catch the sunlight. “I’m married! I’m freaking married!”Her voice was so giddy, so full of joy, that I had to smile. “I know, Mom. You’ve said it like… twenty times.”She laughed and clutched my hand. “I just can’t believe it, sweetheart. After everything… after all these years… I found someone who loves me. Who really, really loves me.”And God, I wanted to be happy for her. I was happy for her. I swear I was. Seeing her this way after five miserable year

As I walked to my room, I smiled to myself.Got him.He was so fucking pissed, and I loved it.Why did he think he could just abandon me and then feel like he could move on with my mother? Is he alright in the head?I walked slower than necessary up the stairs, swaying my hips just a little more than usual, just in case he was watching. When I got to the top of the stairs, I paused, pretending to admire the hallway while secretly waiting for him to come up and show me the room.Just then, one of the maids appeared. “Oh, ma’am, let me show you your room…”“No,” Cole’s voice cut through. I turned, and there he was… right behind her.His eyes? God, those eyes were burning.“I’ll take her,” he muttered.The maid quickly bowed her head and walked off. He didn’t look at me as he walked ahead. Just gestured silently for me to follow. I did, without a word. When we got to the room, he opened the door and stepped aside. “This is your room.”I nodded and stepped in, slowly, half-turning to loo