All Chapters of Forbidden Heat: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

At first I thought it was a dream, the way Jason and I had gotten tangled up in each other’s arms the night before. But as my mom continued to knock on my bedroom door, I knew I was fully awake, and in a whole lot of trouble. “Aria, since when do you lock your bedroom door, are you hiding a man in there?” my mom’s voice was laced with suspicion as she continued to knock, growing more insistent by the second. I looked over at Jason, who was still fast asleep, oblivious to the chaos unfolding around him. I nudged him, trying to wake him up, but he just grumbled and pulled me closer, burying his face in my hair. “Jason, mom is at the door, wake up,” I whispered urgently. He mumbled something unintelligible and tightened his grip on me, refusing to budge. Panic began to set in as my mom’s knocking grew louder and more persistent. “Jason, you have to get out of here. I don’t know how, but we can’t have mom find you in here,” I hissed, trying to shake him awake. Jason finally opened his

That night, I couldn't sleep a wink. I kept tossing and turning, my mind consumed by the foolish agreement I had made with Jason. Matching tattoos had seemed like a fun idea at the time, but now I was filled with regret.I was left with his name permanently inked on my most intimate body part. I couldn't believe I had agreed to such a foolish idea, but in the moment, I was swept away by his charm and convincing words. As I lay in bed, I couldn't even bear to face Jason. How could I look him in the eye after what he had done to me? I knew how freaky he could be, but a tattoo of his name on my pussy was a whole other level of insanity.I kept waking up throughout the night, my heart pounding in my chest as I went to the mirror to check if I was dreaming or not. But every time I looked, there it was: "Jason" staring back at me, a permanent reminder of my foolish mistake. I felt sick to my stomach as the reality of what I had done sank in. The next morning, I awoke with bags under my ey

Being with Jason made me feel a mix of emotions - excitement, desire, and an undeniable sense of horniness that I couldn't shake off. As we settled in the living room his penthouse, the air was thick with anticipation. My pussy was dripping wet, I even forgot, I was mad at him just moments ago. I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the thought of what was to come. Being alone with him always made me weak in the knees, and the lavish surroundings only heightened my arousal. The plush furnishings, the floor-to-ceiling windows offering a breathtaking view of the city below – it all made me think of the endless possibilities for pleasure that lay ahead. His presence having a powerful effect on me. I moved closer to him, feeling the heat radiating off his body. My fingers traced the outline of his jaw as I looked into his eyes, feeling the fire and hunger that mirrored my own desires. With trembling fingers I started to unbuckle his belt. I bit my lip, my heart racing while I

I flicked my tongue over his nipple, feeling it harden under my ministrations. Meanwhile, I moved my free hand to his other nipple, pinching and rolling it between my thumb and index finger. The combination of sensations had Jason writhing beneath me, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. I glanced up at him, my eyes meeting his with a mixture of desire and anticipation. I could see the raw need in his gaze, mirroring my own. Without a word, we both knew what we wanted, what we needed in that moment. I continued to suck and nip at his nipples, alternating between the two as I felt Jason's hands moving over my body, exploring every curve and dip. His touch sent shivers of pleasure through me, igniting a fire deep within my core. I could feel the tension building between us, the electricity crackling in the air as we both teetered on the edge of bliss. I wanted nothing more than to give in to the passion that burned within me, to lose myself in Jason completely. I moved lower, t

"Move in with me," Jason suddenly said, his voice soft and pleading. I was shocked, taken aback by his sudden request. I didn't want him to move out of the beach house, but moving in with him at his penthouse sounded crazy. I was tempted, but I knew the risks involved. What would I tell Sebastian? What about our parents? I took a deep breath and looked into his eyes, searching for answers. I knew that I couldn't convince him to stay, but I also couldn't bear the thought of losing him. "I would love to move in with you," I said, my voice barely a whisper. "But it's too risky. That's when our parents will find out what we have been doing, and I'm not ready to lose you." Jason was silent for a moment, digesting my words. Then, he spoke, his voice filled with determination. "Okay, I get you. But maybe we can tell them about us. I mean, what if they understand? We're not blood related after all." I was taken aback by his suggestion. It was the second time that Jason had brought up the