All Chapters of SINFUL PLEASURES: Short Flithy Stories: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 1Kaya povI squeezed through the crowded transport car door, the humid air thick with the smell of exhaust and too many bodies packed together for the evening rush, my bag slung over one shoulder bumping against strangers as I looked for an open spot on the long bench seat that ran along the side. The car was one of those shared rides that picked up people from different stops, already half full with folks staring at their phones or out the windows, the engine rumbling low as the driver waited for the last passengers. My feet ached from standing all day at work, and all I wanted was to sit down for the thirty minute ride home, maybe scroll through my feed to unwind.There was a small gap between a guy in a suit tapping away on his laptop and an older woman knitting something colorful, so I edged in, murmuring a quick sorry as I lowered myself onto the narrow space, my thigh pressing right up against the guy’s leg because there was no room to shift away.He glanced up from h

Chapter 1 I walked into Jake’s apartment like I had a thousand times before, kicking the door shut behind me with my heel, the familiar smell hitting me right away, that thick mix of his gym bag sweat still hanging heavy in the corner. Leftover pizza grease smeared on the counter, and that cheap body spray he always wore somehow smelling ten times better on his warm skin than it ever did straight from the bottle, clinging to his clothes, his sheets, his everything, making my head swim every single time I stepped inside. We had been best friends since middle school, back when we were both skinny awkward kids getting shoved into lockers for being too quiet, soft and too easy to pick on, and we stuck together through every single shitty moment, through high school parties where we both pretended we were chasing girls, through college where he finally started dating Sarah and I stood there smiling, nodding, telling him how happy I was for him while my stomach knotted up so tight I tho

Chapter 1 Lily’s POVThe house smelled like old cigarettes and the lemon cleaner my stepmom used when she wanted to pretend everything was normal, but nothing felt normal right now with the way my heart pounded in my chest and my palms got all sweaty from the yelling filling the room. I stood there in the living room with my arms crossed tight across my chest, trying to look smaller while my stepfather kept going on and on, his face turning redder with every word he spat out.“You think you can just steal money from my wallet and then lie straight to my face about it, Lily?” he shouted, his voice cracking a little on the last part like he was holding back from breaking down completely, and that made the whole thing feel even heavy because I could see the hurt mixed in with all that rage. “What the hell is wrong with you? We’ve given you everything, a roof over your head, food, and this is how you repay us? Pack a fucking bag right now, tonight, you’re going to stay with your uncle

Chapter 3“You heard me just fine, Lily.” His voice stayed calm, almost bored, but there was this edge underneath it that made my stomach clench. “ You’re here because you need to learn the consequences. First rule in his house is you don’t get to hide a single fucking thing from him. Not your body. Not your shame. Not how fucking wet your little pussy gets the second a man talks to you the way he’s talking to you right now. Strip. Now.”I stood there frozen, feet glued to the polished wood floor, my brain screaming at me to run while the rest of me felt pinned in place by the weight of his stare. My nipples were already hard, poking against the inside of my hoodie like they had a mind of their own, and I could feel the first slick heat starting to gather between my legs even though I hated how much my body was betraying me.He pushed off the doorframe and took two slow steps toward me until he towered over me completely, six-three of solid muscle, thirty-nine years old and built li

Chapter 1 Nora POV"Hey, Sarah, you think that delivery guy is still around? The one who brought up our groceries earlier? I saw the way he looked at us when he handed over the bags, and that little smirk like he knew we were checking him out too." I leaned against the kitchen counter in our cramped apartment, the afternoon sun filtering through the blinds and warming my bare legs under this short denim skirt I had thrown on after our lazy morning in bed.Sarah was rummaging through the fridge, pulling out a couple of cold beers, her tank top riding up to show the curve of her lower back, and she turned to me with that playful grin that always got my heart racing a bit faster. We had been roommates for two years now, lovers for most of that time, and our days off like this usually ended with us tangled up on the couch or in the sheets, but today felt different, charged with this restless energy I could not shake. My body still hummed from the quick makeout session we had right aft