Semua Bab Forbidden Fantasies: A Steamy Erotica Collection: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Chapter 62Lyda’s POVI heard the key turn in the lock a little after ten that night. I was still spread out on the couch wearing absolutely nada but his old black t-shirt that hung loose on me and smelled like him. My pussy was still kinda tender and puffy from the mess I’d made of myself the night before.Every time I tried to move my thighs, they kinda stuck together in that sticky, annoying way that reminded me of how worked up I still was. The door suddenly opened, and there he was. My heart did that stupid little flip it always does when he walks in.My man my man my man!!Kian dropped his bag by the door and his eyes found me right away. That slow, easy smile spread across his face. He still had that same messy dark hair falling over his forehead,with the same broad shoulders filling out his shirt. “Hey baby. Fuck, I missed you today.”I pushed myself up and jumped straight into his arms without even thinking twice about it. He smelled like the office and that cologne that al

Chapter 64Lyda’s POVThe next afternoon Kael texted me about grabbing lunch. Or at least I thought it was Kael. Honestly at this point the names and the moods were starting to blur together in my head, but the message said he wanted to take me out somewhere cute, so I threw on a little sundress and met him at that small café in the park we both liked. He was already there when I arrived, leaning against the railing with that same crooked smile, same dark hair, same everything. My stomach did the same old flip.“Looking good, baby,” he said, pulling me in for a quick kiss that tasted like mint gum. “Missed that ass in a dress.”We ordered drinks and found a table outside under some trees. The conversation flowed easy like always; him teasing me about how I’d been texting him dirty shit at work, me calling him out for leaving me waiting half the night before. He laughed it off, hand resting on my thigh under the table, his thumb rubbing slow circles that kept me a little distracted.H

Chapter 66Lyda’s POVThe doorbell rang at exactly eight. I’d spent the last hour transforming the bedroom into my personal revenge lair: dim lights, fresh sheets, toys laid out like weapons on the nightstand, and me in the new black lace lingerie that made my tits look illegal and my ass like a gift. I checked myself in the mirror one last time, grinned like a maniac, and went to open the door.Both of them stood there. Identical faces wearing identical confused expressions. Kian on the left with his soft worried eyes, Kael on the right already looking a little cocky like he smelled trouble and liked it.“Both of you?” Kian asked, stepping inside. “What’s going on, baby?”I locked the door behind them with a loud click, then turned around slow, hands on my hips. “What’s going on is I know everything, you two-timing, identical-dick bastards.”Silence. Their faces went through the five stages of getting caught in about three seconds.Kael recovered first, smirking. “How long have you–”

Chapter 68Stefan’s POVThe next evening dragged on forever. All day, all I kept hearing was Cilia’s voice in my head from yesterday, the way she ripped into me right there in front of the cleaners and the gardeners. My cheeks still felt hot thinking about their laughs. When I finally pulled up to the office building, my hands were already gripping the wheel too tight and my dick had that low, angry twitch going on in my pants.Cilia came out the glass doors right on time, seven thirty sharp. She wore a different blouse today, navy blue with the same usual tightness across her chest. The top buttons were open just enough that her tits moved when she walked. She looked pissed off about something…as usual. Her heels hit the ground hard as she came toward the car. I got out quickly to open the back door.She barely glanced at me at first. Then she stopped and wrinkled her nose like I smelled bad.“You’re late again, driver,” she said, all cold. “You like making me wait? Of course you do

Chapter 70Stefan’s POVThe sex haze rubbed off Cilia’s face the second she heard Audrey’s voice ring out. Her eyes went wide with real panic. She shoved me hard in the chest, her palms slapping against my skin. “Get off me,” she whispered urgently. “Now. She cannot find me here like this.”I pulled out of her with a wet sound, my cock still rock hard and shining with her juices. Cilia scrambled off the bed fast, tying her robe with shaky fingers. Her cheeks were flushed, hair messy, and there were fresh red marks on her ass from my slaps. She looked wrecked but she still shot me one last glare like I was the problem.“Stay here,” she hissed. “Do not come out.”She slipped out the door and closed it quietly behind her. I stayed on the bed for a second, breathing heavy, listening. Her footsteps moved quick toward the front of the house. I pulled my pants up but did not bother with the shirt. Instead I cracked the door just enough to hear.“Audrey, darling,” Cilia said, her voice back