All Chapters of Wet Sin {Collection}: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The apartment was quiet except for the hum of the refrigerator. Miles groaned as he pushed himself off the couch; the weight of a fourteen-hour shift still weighed on his shoulders. His tie hung loose around his neck, and his dress shirt was wrinkled beyond saving. All he wanted was water and then the oblivion of sleep.He yawned, a deep bone‑tired yawn that blurred his vision and shuffled toward the kitchen. His feet barely lifted off the floor. The room spun just slightly, enough that he misjudged the distance to the counter.His hip caught the edge of the small dining table first. The impact jolted him forward, and before he could correct, the corner of the table drove hard into his groin.A shockwave of pure pain exploded through him.Miles doubled over with a choked gasp, both hands flying to cup himself. His eyes watered. For five endless seconds, he couldn't breathe, just stood there frozen, mouth open in a silent scream. Then the nausea hit.He lowered himself carefully, to th

Stella pulled her mouth away slowly, her lips glistening. She sat back on her heels and let out a small, breathy giggle.“Are you sure you yelled out earlier because of pain?” she asked, tilting her head. “Or something else?”Miles raised both eyebrows, feigning confusion, his chest was still heaving.She smoothed her disheveled sweater over her hips and stood. “Well… that should relieve the pain until tomorrow morning.”She turned toward the door.“Are you leaving me hard like this?”His voice stopped her cold. She glanced back. His erection hadn’t softened, it jutted upward, the tip still wet from her mouth. Pointing at her like a compass needle finding north.Stella’s throat went dry. She moved closer, until her knees brushed the bedframe. Leaning down, she put her lips to his ear.“What about your balls?” she whispered.“That’s gone already.”She bit her lower lip, hard enough to sting. “Are you sure about that?”Her fingers found the hem of his shirt and pushed it up his stomach.

Maya stared at her phone screen, the blue light glowed on her face in the dark room. Beside her, Priya let out a rhythmic snore. Across the room, Simi and Riya were motionless lumps beneath their blankets, the only sound was their quiet breathing.It had been three long months since she’d last seen Leo in person.She typed, thumbs flying over the screen:I can’t wait until summer, babe.His reply took a full minute to appear.That’s not possible, he replied.Maya’s jaw tightened. She typed back, "Then break them for me."Another long pause, then: Maya, if we get caught…We won’t. I have a plan.Leo was cautious by nature. He liked safety, predictability, and clear lines. She was the one who pushed boundaries, who thrived on the thrill of almost getting caught.It took her another hour of pleading, I love you…, please, just this once, before he finally gave in.Fine. But if this goes wrong, it’s on you.She smiled in the dark, a rush of excitement flooding her chest.It won’t.The plan

The knock came again. Maya's eyes went wide. Leo scrambled off the bed, naked, his heart slamming against his ribs. The wig was still on the floor. The bathroom door was the only escape. He yanked it open and dove inside. And collided with a warm, naked body. His hands shot out to catch himself. One palm landed on a bare hip. The other, his other hand closed around a soft, full breast. Priya! She was completely naked, standing by the sink, her dark hair loose around her shoulders. One of her hands had been between her thighs. Her fingers were still glistening. They froze, Leo's hand was still on her breast. Her nipple pressed against his palm. Her eyes were wide. "I thought you went out," Leo whispered, his voice strangled. Priya didn't pull away. Instead, she reached up and placed her hand over his, holding it there. "There are two doors to this room," she said. "I came in through the other one." Leo's breath caught. He could feel her heartbeat under his palm. Her skin was w

Simi woke up first the following morning.Her eyes stayed fixed on the ceiling, but her mind was racing, piecing together fragments from the past two days like shards of a broken mirror.Tina never spoke clearly. Her voice cracked like a boy going through puberty.Maya kept glancing at the bathroom door, sweating, lying through her teeth.Priya came out of that bathroom with flushed cheeks and a thin sheen of sweat, giggling about a pipe.And last night…The scattered clues finally clicked into place in her mind, and she realized the truth.Tina was a boy.Then came the knock, three loud rapsNo one answered. The room was still heavy with sleep.The door swung open. Mrs. D'Souza, the hostel mistress stepped inside, her voice cutting through the silence. "Good morning, girls. Will you people wake up?"Maya jolted upright, heart hammering. Beside her, under the blanket, Leo's body was curled, his wig spread across the pillow like a dark halo. A low snore rumbled from his chest.The ward