Todos los capítulos de Raw & Ruined: Short Erotic Sins: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

The words hung between them like smoke—thick, impossible to ignore.“Then don’t.”Brielle’s voice was barely a whisper, but it cracked the last thin wall of restraint. Adrian’s eyes flared, pupils blown wide in the dim glow from the streetlight slipping through the curtains. His grip on her wrists flexed—once, hard—then loosened just enough that she could feel the tremor in his fingers.He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to.Instead, he lowered his head and kissed her.It wasn’t gentle. It was starving.His mouth crashed into hers, teeth grazing her bottom lip before his tongue pushed inside, claiming the space she’d left open with that single, reckless dare. Brielle arched up into him, meeting the kiss with equal hunger. Her legs parted wider, instinctively hooking around his hips, pulling him down so that thick, rigid length pressed flush against her bare folds. The thin cotton of his shorts was the only barrier now, and it did nothing to hide how hot he was, how hard, how desperately

The bass was so deep it lived inside Maya’s ribcage.Strobe lights sliced through the dark, painting her skin in flashes of violet and electric blue. Her black dress clung like a second skin—thin straps slipping off one shoulder, hem riding dangerously high every time she rolled her hips to the beat. Sweat shimmered along her collarbone, between her breasts, down the small of her back. She felt untethered, alive, reckless in the best way.She was dancing alone, eyes half-closed, letting the music fuck her body the way she wished someone would tonight.Then she felt it.Two sets of eyes.She didn’t have to look to know. She could feel them—hot, deliberate, unapologetic.When she finally opened her eyes and turned her head, there they were.The tall one—Kai—lean and sharp-edged, dark hair falling into his face, ink crawling out from under the rolled sleeves of his black shirt. His smirk was lazy, dangerous, like he already knew how this night would end. He moved through the crowd like w

The rain started the second they pulled into the gravel driveway. Not a polite drizzle — a full, pounding, tropical downpour that made the tin roof of the little Airbnb cabin sound like a drumline. Lena killed the engine and they both sat there for a moment, watching water sluice across the windshield. “Perfect vacation weather,” Sienna said dryly. Lena snorted. “Romantic as hell. We’re basically in a music video.” They grabbed their bags and made a run for the porch, laughing and shrieking when cold water instantly soaked their shirts and hair. By the time they stumbled inside, they were both dripping, sneakers squeaking on the wooden floor. The cabin was small but cute — open living room/kitchen, one bedroom, big windows looking out at nothing but black trees and rain. It smelled like cedar and someone else’s candle habit. Lena dropped her duffel bag with a dramatic thud. “Dibs on the left side of the bed.” “You always take the left,” Sienna complained, peeling off her soaked

Sienna’s words hung between them like a lit match.“My turn.”Lena’s pupils blew wide.A slow, filthy smile curled her lips as she sat back on her heels, still kneeling between Sienna’s spread thighs.“Then take it, baby.”Sienna didn’t hesitate this time.She pushed Lena backward until her shoulders hit the armrest of the couch. Lena let herself fall, legs parting automatically, eyes locked on Sienna like she was daring her to follow through.Sienna crawled over her — slow, predatory in a way she’d never been before.She straddled one of Lena’s thighs, bare pussy dragging wetly along smooth skin as she settled.The contact made both of them hiss.Sienna leaned down and kissed Lena hard — messy, claiming.Tongues sliding, teeth nipping, sharing the taste of Sienna’s earlier orgasm.Her hands were greedy now.She shoved Lena’s oversized band tee up and over her head in one rough motion.Lena’s breasts spilled free — full, nipples already dark and tight.Sienna didn’t wait. She dipped h

Daniel's world narrowed to the slick, molten heat enveloping him. Vanessa—his student, his forbidden fantasy—clenched around his cock like a vice, her inner walls pulsing in time with her heartbeat. She sat impaled on him, thighs bracketing his hips, her skirt bunched up around her waist like a discarded secret. The desk creaked under their combined weight, but neither cared. The lecture hall, once a bastion of intellect and restraint, now echoed with their ragged breaths.She finally moved. Just a subtle shift—a grind of her hips that dragged him deeper, rubbing her clit against his pubic bone. A soft whimper escaped her lips, and Daniel's hands instinctively gripped her ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh. "Vanessa," he groaned, his voice raw, "you're so fucking tight."Her eyes locked onto his, dark and commanding. "That's right, Professor. Feel me. All of me." She rose slightly, then sank back down, slow and deliberate, coating him in her arousal. The wet slide was obscene, a