All Chapters of Her Dirty Little Games(An Erotica Collection): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

GOOD GIRL TURNS BADLUCIAI had always been home-schooled, and I hated it. Every single day felt like a repeat of the last, four walls, textbooks, and lectures from the same tired voices. I couldn’t wait to go to college, to meet people, to experience life outside the bubble my father had wrapped me in. I’d already applied, but the admissions letters hadn’t come yet. Oh, how I wished one would arrive soon… so I could finally escape this boring, suffocating life.My father was wealthy and he’d insisted I didn’t need to deal with the “rough life” of a normal high school. Can you imagine? I was his only child, barely ever allowed to interact with anyone apart from my old teachers or the household staff. My mother had passed when I was little, and my father had always been around, hovering in a way that was more smothering than caring.I was used to the routine, but I hated it. Every morning, every afternoon, every hour was scheduled, planned, controlled. Yet here I was, waiting for the

LUCIAI couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. My body had gone hot all over, my thighs shaking where they pressed tight together.Then, with a slow, daring move, he hooked his finger under the fabric and slipped it aside.“Alex…!” I gasped, my whole body jerking. I gripped the chair so hard my knuckles went white, my chest heaving.“Shhh…” he hushed me. “Relax. I told you… I’m only teaching you. And right now…” His eyes moved down, dark and hungry. “…you’re soaked.” Soaked? I didn’t even know what he meant, only that the strange wetness made sense now that he said it.Then his fingertip brushed over my clit. My head snapped back, I let out a cry before I could stop it. The shock was unbearable. A spark shot through me so sharp it nearly stole my breath.“Oh my god! Oh my god…” I babbled, my hand flying to cover my mouth again. My whole body arched, as if his touch had set fire to me.He chuckled low, clearly satisfied. “You feel that?” His finger traced slowly over the slick heat, press

LUCIAThe time dragged on, and Alex kept teaching. I tried to focus. I really did, but my chest rose and fell too quickly, my stomach knotted painfully.I realized with a shiver that the fire inside me wasn’t going out… it was only growing, and patience was no longer possible.I shifted in my chair, my thighs brushing together, trying to ignore the dampness that had returned with full force. That was it, I couldn’t wait anymore. I straightened abruptly, standing and stepping closer to him. My heart pounded in my ear… this was my first time taking control, my first step away from being naïve.“Alex,” I whispered, my voice trembling, “I can’t… I can’t wait any longer.”He blinked, startled, but didn’t move away. Before I could think further, I closed the distance, leaning against his desk, letting him see the intent in my eyes. My fingers grazed his arm, slow at first, then bolder, following the exact way the lady I had watched the night before on my phone moved.I wasn’t naïve anymore

LUCIAI had never felt so alive in my entire life. What had started painfully, making me doubt myself, had transformed into something unbearably sweet, and I knew… I was all in.A part of me, the bold, curious part, was thrilled. I didn’t want to be tied down to just one person. The world was too big, too full of a lot of dicks. I had watched more videos on my phone, exploring porns, learning different sex styles… and I’d seen men even bigger than Alex. My body craved new sensations, new experiences, and I wanted to taste it all.But the problem was how would I ever find another person to taste it with? My dad had locked me in here, kept a close watch, and didn’t allow me to go out. The thought made my stomach twist. I could watch videos all I wanted, learn all I could, but experiencing it… that was another story entirely.I sighed, crossing my arms. All I could do was hope… hope that I got admission soon, that once I was out of here, I could explore the world in ways I’d only dreamed

LUCIAI sat frozen in my seat, still trembling, still feeling the echo of his fingers inside me. My chest heaved, my pulse pounded so loud it drowned out the hum of the plane’s engines.He leaned back, as if nothing had happened, his hand now resting on the armrest. I stared at him, waiting for him to move first. But he didn’t, his lips curved into that infuriating half-smile.“Go,” he murmured without looking at me. “I’ll meet you there.”My heart skipped. Me? First?I swallowed hard, gathering every bit of courage I didn’t have. My legs felt weak when I stood, the airplane blanket sliding off my lap, and for a second I was sure everyone would know. My panties clung damply to me and the heat in my cheeks burned as I made my way down the aisle.Step after step, I felt exposed, like the eyes of the whole cabin were on me, even though no one looked up. When I reached the bathroom door, my hand hovered on the handle. My reflection stared back at me from the tiny metal latch… flushed chee