All Chapters of Make Me Yours (A Steamy Collection): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 2“Why did you take so long?” Ethan asked, adjusting his glasses as a faint frown crossed his face.“I—uhm, nothing really,” I stammered, forcing a nervous giggle. My heart was still racing, and I just wanted this conversation to end before he noticed… anything.Ethan was one of my closest friends on campus… well, my only real friend. He wanted us to be more than that, I knew, but I didn’t have the energy for boys. Especially not sweet, patient ones like him.He stood tall but slender, a little awkward in his own body. His round glasses made his green eyes look even larger, and freckles dotted his nose and cheeks like a constellation. His brown hair fell messily over his forehead, soft and boyish. He was every bit the nerd I was, gentle, shy, and far too good for the kind of thoughts that had just run through my head minutes ago.“Professor Matthews is going to assign our partners tomorrow,” Ethan said, breaking into my thoughts as his gaze wandered around the room.I sighed a

Chapter 4 It was evening, but I couldn't help thinking of Zack's words since this afternoon.I cleaned my room, I did all my assignments, I even called both my parents. Yet through it all, I couldn't concentrate. All I thought of was Zack. Was he bluffing? Did he mean what he said? In thirty minutes, Zack would come pick me up in his fancy car, yet here I was standing in the middle of my room in nothing but a towel, my hair freshly washed and smelling like the vanilla conditioner I used. Oh God, I needed to calm down before I had a full panic attack.My phone ringing brought me back to reality, and I flinched so hard I nearly dropped it. I was so deep in my thoughts the sudden sound scared me to death.I didn't even look at the caller ID before I snatched it up and pressed it to my ear. "Hello," I rasped, my voice coming out like a croak."Woah, Soph. Are you alright?" He rang out It was Ethan. Of course it was Ethan. "Yeah, Ethan, I'm fine, just, um, tired, you know," I said, tryi

Chapter 6 My fingers dug into the cold granite countertop at his request, my knuckles turned bone-white, and my breath came in short, sharp gasps. My spine was arched up, my ass lifting instinctively, presenting myself to him like an offering. The air was thick with the scent of my arousal, my wetness was already dripping down my thighs, and my pussy throbbed, desperate to be filled.I heard him move before I felt him; the heat of his body radiated against my back as he stepped in close. His grip on my waist was bruising and possessive, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh of my hips as he pulled me against him. The hard ridge of his cock was already thick and swollen inside his sweats. He pressed himself against my ass, and I whimpered, grinding back against him without shame. “Mine,” he growled, his breath hot against the shell of my ear. The word sent a shiver down my spine, my nipples hardening as I stood naked.His lips brushed the sensitive skin of my neck, his teeth grazi

Chapter 2 Zayn’s lips trailed down my neck, hot and slow, and I felt my entire body melt into the seat. His breath brushed my skin, teasing me until a soft moan escaped before I could stop it. “Zayn,” I gasped, trying to catch my breath, “stop… the driver’s right there.” He only chuckled, low and dangerous, his hand sliding up my thigh and cupping my breast like he owned it. “If a driver watching makes you nervous,” he murmured against my ear, “how will you survive the party we’re heading to?” My pulse spiked, confusion and desire tangling until I could barely think. The way he looked at me with his dark eyes, that knowing smirk… It made it impossible to breathe. I turned away, pretending to look out the window, but all I could feel was his hand still on me, daring me to pull away.The limo glided through Beverly Hills, the city shimmering beneath the night sky like it was dipped in gold. I watched it all through the window, trying to steady my heartbeat. Zayn’s hand stayed on my

Chapter 4His words sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of excitement and fear coiling in my gut.He pulled away, and I whimpered at the loss of his touch, my body still trembling with unspent desire. Naked and vulnerable, I rose slightly, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath. The air in the room was electric, thick with anticipation. The sounds of Zayn and the woman in the other room had faded, replaced by the heavy footsteps of someone approaching.Adrian returned, a stranger too, by his side. My breath caught as my eyes landed on him. He was a beast, he had dark hair, muscles corded and inked with tattoos, briefs straining against a cock so massive it threatened to burst free. My mouth watered as he stepped closer, his presence dominating the room. He reached out, his hand tangling in my hair, forcing me to meet his piercing gaze. His eyes were hungry, amused, and cruel.“Sweetheart,” he rumbled, his voice deep and gravelly, “you look like you’ve been a bad girl. Can you