All Chapters of DIRTY DESIRES: A Short Steamy Erotica Collections.: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Lila’s POV Kissing Caleb was something I never imagined I would do, but here I was, kissing him in the living room while my sister was only a few rooms away. And the worst part of it was that I wasn’t willing to stop. My body wouldn’t allow it. Not with the pleasure I was getting just from his lips. Wetness gathered in the middle of my legs as his warm mouth enveloped mine. Locking my arms around his neck, I thrust my tongue into his mouth. His hand continued fondling my butt, forcing a soft moan out of me. Without warning, he grabbed my hips and I felt myself being lifted in the air. Moments later, my back was touching the chair and Caleb was hovering above me. He looked down at me with lustful eyes while his hand ran up my side. My breathing came out ragged as he leaned down and pressed his lips against my neck. He left a trail of wet kisses down to the neck of my blouse where the top of my breasts were exposed. Shivers ran down my back as he planted kisses there. He moved lower,

Caleb’s POVI was fully aware that Cheryl wasn’t going to be at home that morning. But I wasn’t about to let Lila know that. Hours earlier, Cheryl had made her plans for the day known to me. That was right before she sent a raunchy picture of her that was supposed to keep my mind busy with thoughts of her all through. But the image of Lila laying naked under me was the only thing my mind could entertain. Hers had been the best pussy I’d ever been in. Wrong as our actions had been, I found myself wanting it even more. The last thing I expected to ever do was to have sex with Cheryl’s younger sister, but now that I had, it was the only thing I looked forward to. She made my blood boil in a way that no one else could, and that only made her more desirable.A nasty frown etched itself on her face as I settled onto the couch. “I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” she said firmly. Her eyes blazed with flames of determination as she stared down at me.Flashing her a taunting smile, I rela

Lila’s POVCaleb and I sat in silence for a long time. Both of us were still without clothes, and neither of us made an attempt to change that. As a result, there was nothing I could do to stop my gaze from occasionally drifting to where his cock lay limp on his lap.The feeling of guilt I’d managed to avoid during our sinful act crawled back into my chest. “We can’t do this anymore,” I said, breaking the silence.The living room fell silent again. At first, I thought he hadn’t heard what I said. But when I turned to look at him, our eyes met, and the look in his told me he had.“We’re not doing anything,” he said plainly. “It’s just sex.”I shot him an unfriendly stare. “Oh, wow. Thanks for the info flash. I wasn’t aware.”He shrugged it off with a light laugh. “You’re most welcome.”Another round of silence settled over the living room. My eyes betrayed me by wandering in the direction of his cock again. Unfortunately for me, he tried to meet my gaze at that same moment. A glint app

Caleb’s POVLila was facing the counter when I entered the kitchen. The water running from the tap must have prevented her from hearing my foursome because she didn’t react as I made my way towards her. Just as I got to the middle of the kitchen, she turned the tap off. Then her body went stiff and she turned around.“Caleb!” She exclaimed, jumping in fright.“Shhh,” I said, but it was already too late. The chatter coming from thr living room had already stopped. Cheryl’s voice rang out a second later. “Is everything okay there?”Lila looked at me as if expecting an answer from me. I nodded slowly, my heart pounding in my chest. “Lila?” Cheryl called out again, making my heart beat even faster.Lila hesitated, then she said, “Yeah, I’m fine. Everything is fine.”Silence fell afterwards and my heartbeat didn’t return to normal until I was sure that Cheryl wasn’t going to come to the kitchen.“What do you want?” Lila asked, loud enough for only me to hear.“You.”Heat rushed to her c

Hannah’s POV“I have a confession, father,” I said as I slid into the confession box.As usual, Father Gabriel was already seated on the other side, patiently anticipating my confession.That was the fifth Sunday in a row that I had come to the church for confession. And each time, I never failed to notice the way Father Gabriel’s eyes lingered too long on my body. So today, I decided I was going to switch things up a little. I had no other reason for being there except for him—the man who haunts my dream almost every night.“Go on, child,” Father Gabried urged from the other the box. His voice was soothing and welcoming, just like it had been in my dreams.I felt the middle of my legs getting moist at the memory. Adjusting a little, I parted my legs slowly, as if doing it for him.“Father, I have sinned,” I said, keeping my voice deliberately close to a whiper. I could have sworn that I head Father Gabriel’s breath seize afterwards.Smiling, I continued. “My ways are anything but pur