Lahat ng Kabanata ng Midnight Cravings: A Forbidden 18+ Erotic collection : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

SEDUCING MY STEPBROTHERChapter 2: I want you.Sleep wouldn't come. The sheets felt too hot, too confining. Every time I closed my eyes, I relived the kitchen: his finger inside me, that filthy praise, the way he'd tasted me on his skin.I tossed, turned, thighs rubbing together for relief that never came.Around 1 a.m., I gave up. Slipped out in just my tank and boy shorts — thin, useless barriers. The hallway was dark, silent except for the hum of the AC.His door was ajar. Light from his bedside lamp spilled out.I told myself I was just checking if he was asleep.Bullshit.I pushed the door wider.Alex was on his bed, propped against the headboard, laptop open but ignored. Sweatpants tented obscenely. He was stroking himself lazily over the fabric, eyes half-lidded.Then he saw me.Didn't stop."Mia." Voice gravel-rough. "Couldn't stay away?"I stepped inside. Door clicked shut. "I... couldn't sleep."He set the laptop aside. "Come here."My feet moved on their own. Stopped at the

SEDUCING MY STEPBROTHERChapter 4: Risky Morning AfterThe creak from downstairs wasn't nothing.Alex froze inside me, cock still buried deep, his hand clamped over my mouth to muffle my gasp. Our eyes locked — wide, panicked, but still dark with hunger."Parents?" I whispered against his palm.He listened. Footsteps. Voices. Mom's laugh, Charles' low rumble. Bags dropping in the foyer."They're early," he growled, not pulling out. If anything, he flexed deeper, making me Llbite back a moan. "Fuck. We have to stop."But he didn't move. Neither did I. My legs stayed wrapped around him, thighs trembling.Downstairs: "Kids? We're home!"Alex cursed under his breath, finally sliding out slow — torturously slow — leaving me empty and aching. Cum trickled down my thigh again. He swiped it with his fingers, pushed them into my mouth. "Taste us. Quiet."I sucked obediently, eyes on his. Salty, filthy. Wrong.He kissed me hard once — claiming — then yanked on sweatpants. "Get dressed. Act norm

THREESOME AT THE POOLSIDE Chapter 2: Three in the Deep EndJaxon dropped the towel. Walked down the steps into the pool like he owned it. Water rose to his waist, then chest. Muscles flexing, tattoos dark against tanned skin.He stopped in front of us. Close enough we could feel his heat.Riley's eyes dropped to the tent in his trunks. Mine too.He reached out — one hand cupping my jaw, thumb brushing my lip. The other slid to Riley's waist, pulling her closer."You two are fucking gorgeous," he rasped. "Been hearing you moan from next door for weeks. Thought it was my imagination."I laughed low. "Not anymore."I tugged his trunks down. Cock sprang free — thick, hard, veined. Pre-cum beading at the tip.Riley's breath caught. "Holy shit."I wrapped my hand around him. Stroked slow. He groaned."Both of you," he said. "On your knees. In the shallow end."We obeyed. Water lapping at our chests. Kneeling side by side.He stood over us. Cock level with our faces."Show me how good you a

Chapter 1: Would you like to come in?The storm had been building all day, dark clouds rolling in like a warning I chose to ignore. By nightfall the power was gone, plunging my entire street into blackout silence broken only by the relentless drumming of rain on the roof and the occasional crack of thunder that rattled the windows. My phone battery was at 18%, the screen’s blue glow the only light in the living room. I sat cross-legged on the couch in nothing but tiny cotton sleep shorts and a thin white tank top, no bra, no panties — why bother when it was just me and the dark?I tried to distract myself with mindless scrolling, but every few minutes my eyes drifted to the back windows. The curtains were sheer enough that I could see the faint glow from next door. Caleb’s garage light was still on. He had a small generator humming somewhere; I’d heard it kick in earlier. The door was cracked open, rain sheeting off the metal awning, and there he was — shirtless as always, even in t

Chapter 3: Against the WindowThe garage still smelled like rain, metal, and us. My legs were jelly from coming twice already, but Caleb wasn't done. Not even close. He lifted me off the workbench like I weighed nothing, my thighs wrapping around his waist on instinct. His cock — still hard, slick from me — pressed against my entrance as he carried me across the concrete floor toward the big rolling garage door.The door was still half-open. Rain poured in sheets just beyond the threshold, pooling on the driveway. The streetlight outside flickered through the downpour, casting wet, shifting shadows across the garage. Anyone driving by slowly — or worse, any neighbor looking out their window — could see right in.He stopped right in front of the open door. My back hit the cool metal frame. The rain spray misted my bare skin, making me shiver.“Caleb…” My voice cracked, half warning, half plea. “The door—”“Exactly.” He pressed me harder against the frame, one arm under my ass to hol