All Chapters of Fifty Shades of Lust {Steamiest Short Stories}: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

CHAPTER 1 TRIXIE I woke up with butterflies I pretended I didn’t have. For the past two weeks, ever since Dad mentioned Zahar’s phone call, my heart had been beating like it remembered something my mind had tried to forget. Or maybe I never forgot at all. Five years was a long time, yet somehow every part of me still reacted to his name like I was sixteen again, peeking out my window just to see him walk down his balcony steps, pretending I wasn’t staying up, waiting for him to come back home. And now—today—he was back. Well, arriving later today. “Trixie,” Dad called from downstairs, snapping me out of my half-dazed morning excitement. “Don’t forget to stop by Zahar’s house and make sure the staff didn’t miss anything.” My breath caught. Zahar’s house. The mansion directly across from ours. The place I used to stare at more than my school books. The place I had imagined myself walking into, confessing stupid, too-big feelings to a man who should have never looked twice at

CHAPTER 3TRIXIE I had never been this painfully aware of my own body.Hours had passed since I slipped out of Zahar’s bedroom, and the guilt still clung to my skin like humidity. Every time I blinked, I saw myself sprawled on his bed, breathless and shaking, sheets twisted in my fist while I whispered his name like a secret prayer.Every time I sat down, I could feel the faint ache between my legs.A reminder.A confession my body refused to hide.The worst part?I wanted to go back.God, I wanted it so badly I could barely think straight. If I could have disappeared without anyone noticing, I would have marched right back across the street, crawled onto that same bed, and done it again—this time harder, deeper, imagining his voice telling me exactly how filthy I was.But I couldn’t. Not when the entire household was buzzing with preparations. The staff kept passing in and out of the living room. Dad was pacing around, checking his watch, calling Alex, our driver, twice just to conf

CHAPTER 5ZAHARI felt foolish the moment the plane touched down in Los Angeles.Foolish for coming. Foolish for thinking I could walk into that house again after five years and feel nothing. Foolish for imagining I was still in control of myself.But the biggest foolery of all was believing I could see her again and not fall apart.Trixie.My little princess. Except she wasn’t little anymore. Not even close.And judging by the way my cock refused to soften since I saw her, I was the biggest, most pathetic kind of fool.I rubbed my palms down my face as I sat at my bestfriend's dining table, pretending to listen as he spoke, pretending to breathe normally while Trixie clung to my arm like she still had every right to.Maybe she did.Maybe I was the one who didn’t deserve it anymore.Her cheek rested lightly against my shoulder as she talked rapidly about the piano, the swimming lessons I gave her when she was little, the way she used to follow me around like a duckling. Her voice was