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Chapter 3Riley's POVI pushed the bathroom door open just a crack at first, figuring Connor had been in there forever and maybe he needed some help or something, like if he was sick from dinner or whatever. But the second I stepped inside, my eyes went wide as hell, locking onto the scene right in front of me, and I froze solid, my hand still gripping the doorknob tight. There was my stepmom, Laura. Well, she's my step mum, not my real mum but not everyone knows that, but I call her mum all the time cause what else to call her? She's bent over the sink with her dress hiked up around her waist, her ass out and everything, cum dripping down her thighs in thick white streaks, mixing with her own juices that were still shining wet on her skin. And Connor, that dorky guy the same guy who'd always been buried in his books or whatever at school, standing behind her with his pants down, his cock still rock hard and throbbing in his hand, slick with what had to be her pussy cream and his

Chapter 2.I shoved through the side door into the dim hallway, the emergency lights casting long shadows on the concrete. The place had empty benches, cleared helmets lined up neatly. I headed straight for the showers yanking my shoulder pads over my head and dropping them with a clatter then peeling off my jersey and shorts in one motion. My jock was soaked in front and back sweat and precum clinging to my skin and my cock stood straight out hard and pink, the head slick. I twisted the faucet to cold and stepped under the spray letting the shock of it hit my chest and run down my abs trying to force the erection down.The outer door creaked open again, and I heard heavy footsteps, I knew who it was before he spoke.“You move quickly for a guy who could barely stand,” Blake said, his voice bouncing off the tile walls, and I turned my head slightly without facing him.He was stripping as he walked his pads hitting the floor jersey following until he stood naked in the doorway and

Chapter 4My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I felt it in my throat. I could not meet his stare for long, my gaze dropping to the faint purple tooth marks on his neck from where I had bitten him last night in the shower, the memory flashing hot. My hand twitched in my pocket, my fingers brushing the tube again.“Answer me now Mason or I walk away and you spend the night jerking off alone thinking about my cock” he said his voice dropping lower his free hand coming up to grip my chin hard forcing my head up.“Yeah I brought it” I breathed the words out fast, an admission that burned coming out laying everything bare between us.A slow predatory smile spread across his face wide and filthy. He gripped my wrist pulling my hand out of my pocket slowly, taking the small tube from my fingers and giving it a casual shake like he was checking how full it was. “Good fucking boy” he murmured pocketing the lube in his own shorts. “Now let us finish what we started in private.” He turne

Chapter 6.“Are you okay? Why are you sweating so much?” my mum asked the moment I stepped inside the house, her eyes scanning me up and down because I probably looked like I just ran ten miles.“I’m okay,” I flashed her an awkward smile, knowing full well I was far from okay, my whole body still buzzing from Blake pounding me raw in that equipment room, his cum still warm and thick inside me, shifting every time I moved, making my thighs slick and sticky and way too turned on for this moment.Get it together Mason, I told myself hard, then turned back to face my mum properly before she noticed anything else.“Mum, you called me… was something wrong?” I asked, voice still a little shaky. She grabbed my hand tight and pulled me toward the living room chair and sat me down like I was about to get bad news.“Mason… you know, ever since your dad died I haven’t been with a man?” she started soft, her eyes already glassy. I just nodded quickly.Oh yeah, my mum is a single mother, and the l

Chapter 1 Mara’s POV The house felt dead without everyone in it, no music, no doors slamming, no Mia yelling about what shoes to wear, everything was just quiet and peaceful.Just the low hum of the fridge and my own heartbeat pounding in my ears. I had been waiting all week for this night. I told Mia I felt sick, so I stayed home, showered slowly, shaved everything, rubbed lotion into every inch of skin until I was soft and slippery. Then I pulled on the thinnest white tank top I owned, the one that went see-through when it got wet, and a tiny black thong that disappeared between my ass cheeks.I left my hair down and messy, climbed up on the kitchen counter, and waited.The back door opened at one fifteen exactly, Caleb walked in straight from the garage, and I could see sweat still dripping down his neck, his black tank clinging to every muscle, gray sweatpants hanging so low I could see the start of the dark hair under his navel. He smelled like something I couldn't name a