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CHAPTER 2RILEY I can’t take it anymore. The staring. The tension. The way his eyes burn into mine like he wants to devour me. My body moves before my brain catches up. I launch off the chair and jump on him, legs wrapping around his waist, arms around his neck. My mouth crashes into his.He catches me easy, big hands gripping my ass hard. He kisses back fierce, tongue pushing into my mouth, claiming every inch. I grind down on him, feeling his cock rock hard through his jeans, rubbing my soaked pussy against the bulge.He groans into my kiss, one hand sliding up to hold my neck firm. Not choking. Just controlling. His fingers squeeze a little, tilting my head so he can kiss me deeper, harder. Teeth nip my bottom lip. Tongue fucks my mouth like a promise.I don’t say a word. I just grind harder, moaning soft into him, nails digging into his shoulders.He breaks the kiss only to growl against my lips. “Fuck, Riley. You’re killing me.”I keep moving, rolling my hips, desperate for fric

CHAPTER 4RILEYI walk into Ink & Iron for the last time this week. Midnight again. The neon sign glows pink and blue above me. I feel bold tonight. My short red dress hugs my body tight. No bra. No panties. Heels click on the pavement. I push the door open without knocking.Dante looks up from the front counter. His eyes go dark instantly. He wears a black hoodie tonight, sleeves pushed up, tattoos on full display. He doesn’t smile. He just stares.“Last healing check,” I say, voice steady even though my heart pounds.He walks straight to the door, locks it firm. Then flips off the main lights. Only the neon stays on, bathing everything in pink and blue glow.No words. He grabs my waist, lifts me onto the front counter like I weigh nothing. Glass top cold against my thighs.“Spread your legs,” he says low.I do it wide, dress riding up to my waist. My pussy bare for him.Dante drops to his knees right there. Big hands push my thighs farther apart.“Look at this pretty pussy,” he grow

CHAPTER 2MIAMy phone buzzes on the nightstand just as sunlight creeps through my blinds. Unknown number. The message makes my stomach flip.Unknown: Morning, beautiful. Still thinking about last night. You left quite the mess on my pants.I bite my lip, thighs clenching. I'm still sore, his cum dried sticky between my legs. I snap a quick mirror pic in my tank and panties, legs spread just enough to show how swollen I am.Alex: Fuck. Meet me today?Me: Where?Alex: Motel off campus. Room 12 by 2 p.m.Me: I’ll be there.The texts don't stop all morning.Alex: Good girl. I want you bare when I walk in.Me: Already wet thinking about it.Alex: Save it for me. I’m going to fill you again.Me: Promise?Alex: Promise. Twice at least.By one-thirty I'm at the motel, heart hammering. Room 12 door is cracked open. I push inside.Alex is waiting, shirt unbuttoned, eyes dark. He kicks the door shut and pins me against it instantly."Finally," he growls, mouth crashing into mine.I kiss back hu

THE GUARDCHAPTER 1The public beach baked under the relentless summer sun, waves crashing in a steady rhythm against the crowded shore. Bodies packed the sand like sardines, umbrellas dotting the landscape in a sea of color. Valentina wiped sweat from her forehead, her skimpy red bikini clinging to her skin like a second layer. At twenty-two, she had come to this popular tourist spot for a day of relaxation, but the heat was merciless. Sweat dripped between her breasts, tracing paths down her toned stomach despite the multiple layers of sunscreen she had applied.Her dark hair stuck to her neck, and she fanned herself with her hand, seeking any relief. The only shade nearby was the small lifeguard station changing tent—a simple canvas structure with a zipped door, tucked discreetly behind the main tower. It looked private enough for a quick escape.She glanced around. Families laughed, kids built sandcastles, couples lounged—no one paid attention to her. With a quick breath, she slip

CHAPTER 3The sun sank low over the ocean. It painted the sky and beach in deep orange and pink. Most people had left. Only a few walked along the water or packed their things. The air felt cooler now. Waves crashed steady and loud.Valentina walked back toward the lifeguard tower. Her red bikini still clung to her body. She carried her towel loose in one hand. Her thighs felt sticky from earlier. Cum still leaked slowly inside her bottoms.She told herself she came back for her forgotten sunglasses. But she knew the truth. She wanted more.The main tower stood tall. Marco finished closing it. He locked the lower door. He wore the same red trunks. His skin glowed golden in the sunset.He saw her approach. His eyes darkened at once. A slow smile spread on his face."Forget something?" he asked."My sunglasses," she said. She tried to sound casual. Her heart already raced.He looked around. No one was close. "They might be up." he said. "Come."He started up the wooden ladder. She follo