บททั้งหมดของ Forbidden Romance Tales: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

"Take me, Will," Gizelle whispered, her voice thick with desire.“Gizelle!” The voice was sharp, clear, and came from the other side of the locked door. Reality crashed down like a bucket of ice water. Gizelle’s eyes flew open. Fuck!Gizelle shot upright in bed, a gasp trapped in her throat, her chest heaving, the sound of her own breathing loud in the darkness. Her sheets were tangled around her legs, her body hot, her mind fogged with images she couldn’t bear to remember.“I have fucking lost it. A wet dream about my brother-in-law!” she whispered to the quiet room. “I’ve lost it. I’ve fucking lost it.”The thought was a splash of ice water. She scrambled from the bed, her movements jerky, as if she could physically flee the shame. She fumbled for the switch and the harsh, fluorescent light stung her eyes, illuminating a wild-eyed stranger in the mirror. Her cheeks were flushed, her dark hair a riot. She looked exactly like a woman unraveling.Gizelle went into the bathroom and tu

The clock had barely crossed midnight when Gizelle found herself standing in the dim light of the kitchen again. Her heart was racing so loud that she was sure it would give her away. She told herself she was there to refill her water jar, but the truth was far less innocent.She was there for him.“You came.”Gizelle’s throat went dry. She didn’t need to turn to know it was Will. She forced herself to glance over her shoulder. He was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, looking entirely too composed for someone caught in the shadows at this hour. “I just came to fill my jar,” she said, turning back to her bottle, her voice tighter than she intended. The lie was so transparent that even she could hear its tremor.Will’s lips curved slightly. “Lies.”Her pulse stuttered. She turned back toward the sink, pretending to be busy, but she could feel his presence behind her. The heat of his front pressed against her back that made her knees weak. She inhaled sharply as his hands came up

Will’s room was dimly lit by a single lamp. The hum of rain against the glass was the only sound until Gizelle’s breath caught. A soft sound escaped her throat, swallowed whole by Will’s desperate mouth. She hadn’t planned to be here, that was what she kept telling herself. But the truth was that she had crossed every line the moment she stepped into the hall, bare feet silent on the carpet, drawn not by accident but by need. Will stood by the window when she entered. When he turned, the look in his eyes made her knees weaken, a mixture of recognition and hunger like he’d been waiting for her all along.He broke the kiss, his breath a ragged, hot gust against her swollen lips. For a heartbeat, they simply stared at each other, the air crackling between them. His hands slid down, his palms cupping the full weight of her breasts through the lace of her bra, his thumbs tracing slow circles over the peaks that hardened instantly at his touch.“Let’s get this off,” he murmured, his voice

Jaye loved Tony, her boyfriend.He was, in so many ways, the man she had always pictured herself with. Kind-hearted with a smile that could light up a room and a genuine goodness that made her feel safe. He remembered anniversaries, brought her soup when she was sick and his laughter was a sound she cherished.She loved him truly. But love was a complex tapestry and woven into the bright threads of their affection was a single, persistent strand of frustration.Tony was a considerate, gentle lover and Jaye, to her own private chagrin, had a libido that burned like a bonfire. Despite Tony's best efforts, he struggled to satisfy Jaye's intense desire. It wasn't that Tony lacked in size or skill, rather it was a matter of chemistry that eluded them.Like tonight.Jaye's heart raced as she lay in bed. Tony moved inside her with a steady, familiar rhythm, his breath warm against her neck. Her mind was adrift. She was mentally composing a grocery list, wondering if she’d remembered to water

In the heart of the bustling city, Jaye found herself at a crossroads, both in her personal life and her career. Her internship at Tyler's company was a golden opportunity, not just for her professional growth, but also for a chance to be closer to the enigmatic man who had captured her attention. Tony was beaming with pride. He never suspected that her need to be there was a need to be near his father.Tyler sat in his leather chair, his phone pressed to his ear as he listened to his wife's chatter about her plans for their upcoming anniversary dinner. But his gaze was locked on the young woman kneeling between his spread legs. Here he was, talking to the love of his life while his son's girlfriend was pleasuring him. This was the most profound betrayal of his life, a chasm of deceit he had willingly leaped into.Jaye's mouth was wrapped around him and the illicit thrill sent a shiver down his spine. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed with desire. She continued to move her head up