All Chapters of Dirty (short stories): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lila couldn’t stop thinking about the moment on the couch with Victor. His hand on her thigh, his breath against her neck, the way he had allowed her touch his body, It made her body burn with guilt and desire at the same time. She needed to talk to someone. She needed her mother.She quietly left her room and walked down the hallway toward her mother’s bedroom. The door was slightly ajar, and a soft light was on inside. Lila was about to knock when she heard her mother’s voice.“…yes, baby. Victor is still at that stupid business dinner. He won’t be back for hours.”Lila froze, hand hovering near the door.Her mother laughed softly. “No, he has no idea. He thinks I’m just shopping and spa-ing all day. As long as I keep him happy and don’t ask too many questions about his money, he doesn’t care what I do.”There was a pause, then her mother’s voice turned flirtatious. “Of course I miss you. Come over tomorrow afternoon when he’s in the office. We can have the whole house to ourselves…

Lila woke up the next morning with a heavy mix of guilt and confusion. The memory of Marcus’s hand in contrast with Victor's on her breast the night before kept replaying in her mind. She showered quickly, trying to wash away the conflicting feelings, then went downstairs.The kitchen was quiet. Marcus was already there, making breakfast. When he saw her, he gave her a soft, hopeful smile.“Morning,” he said, sliding a plate of pancakes toward her. “I made your favorite.”Lila sat down, forcing a smile. “Thanks, Marcus.”They ate together, talking about light things. Marcus was gentle and attentive, but Lila’s mind kept drifting to Victor. Every time Marcus looked at her with those kind eyes, she felt a pang of guilt.Marcus finished his breakfast and excused himself to go work on a painting in his studio.Lila stayed in the kitchen, cleaning up. A few minutes later, Victor walked in. He was dressed in a black button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, showing his tattooed forearms.

“Let her go for the test.”his deep aged wine like voice stopping me in my track.“Yes, sir.”The man in the white shirt stood.“Follow me.”I followed him, ignoring the eyes of the remaining women practically burning holes into my back.We entered what appeared to be a fully equipped medical facility built into the mansion.I was instructed to sit.Blood was drawn. Tests were performed. Samples were taken.After everything, I was exhausted and famished.At some point, I dozed off on the examination bed.The smell of meat woke me.Two women were standing beside me with an entire meal.I didn't bother asking questions, i ate until I was full.A while later, the doctor returned.“Your tests are ready.”I sat up. He looked through the results.“You have an excellent uterine cavity. I must commend you. The other women have been tested as well, and their results are already in.”I waited.“Congratulations.”I blinked.“You have the job.”“Oh.”That was the only sound I could produce after

He turned slowly. “We forgot to ask the doctor how many times.”I faced him. “Surprisingly, you’re enjoying this more than me, Mr. White.”He huffed a quiet laugh and stood. His cock was still fully hard, heavy and glistening. My stare made it twitch, thickening further as his eyes locked on mine.“You keep staring at me like that and you’ll end up carrying twins.”I quickly averted my eyes. “I wasn’t staring.”The sharp scent of smoke filled the air as he lit the cigarette he’d picked up from the mirrored table. He dimmed the lights even lower, then walked back to the bed.“The doctor said make use of every moment,” he murmured. “I intend to.”“Umm…” I didn’t know what to say as he gently parted my legs. I sat upright, watching him.His warm tongue left a slow trail along my inner thighs, kissing each inch of soft flesh before he reached my folds.“Funny thing is,” he said against my skin, voice rough, “I don’t usually do this. But I want to taste you. Badly. Can I?”I swallo