All Chapters of All The Ways We Sin: A Diverse Collection of Erotica Tales: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Rowan's pov I looked like complete shit the next morning.My neck was covered in dark hickeys and bite marks that I couldn’t fully hide even with the hoody pulled. . I had barely slept. After untying myself and shoving his heavy body off me, I spent most of the night staring at the ceiling..He was gone by the time I woke up The bell above the door chimed. Mia walked in. She looked looked tired but still put-together in her usual way. She spotted me immediately and gave a small wave. In her hands were two cups. She slid into the seat across from me and pushed one toward me.“Here, Rowan. Your usual caramel latte with extra shot,” she said softly, offering a weak smile. “I remembered.”“Thanks,” I muttered wrapping my hands around the cup. The guilt was like a punch to the stomach. This sweet girl had bought me coffee while I still had her boyfriend’s teeth marks all over my neck from last night.I fiddled with the sleeve of my hoodie. Fuck. What the hell was wrong with me? I

A pounding headache went into my skull the second I regained consciousness. My throat felt raw and dry, and every muscle in my body was sore like I’d been through a fight. For one hazy moment,my thought was that I’d hooked up with someone rough last night. But reality kicked in as i forced my eyes open. Where exactly was i? The room itself was unfamiliar. Soft gray walls and expensive-looking bedding. This clearly wasn’t my shitty dorm room. I sat up slowly, wincing as the headache intensified. The smell of something savory wafted through my nose : coffee and bacon The scent made my mouth water,in as much,as I felt nausea. I swung my legs over the side of the bed. That was when I realised I wasn't in my clothes , instead an oversized t-shirt and a pair of loose sweatpants. Yet I had no memory of changing. “Fuck…” I muttered rubbing my face. I stood up on shaky legs and went out of the bedroom. The hallway was wide, with nice wooden floors and tasteful art on the wall. Ev

He crashed his lips against mine immediately. The kiss was desperate. His mouth devoured mine with zero restraint. He had his teeth clashing with mine. A hungry groan rumbled from his chest as he kissed me like he’d been starving for it. One of his big hands gripped the side of my neck, holding me exactly where he wanted me while the other stayed firmly on my hip, pinning me to the wall. I moaned into his mouth but the sound was muffled by his aggressive kiss. And my traitor of a body gave up almost immediately. I melted against him even as my mind screamed that this was dangerous, reckless and so fucking wrong. After a while, Tyler broke the kiss just long enough to breathe. He pressed his forehead against mine. Tyler's heart was pounding so hard I could feel it through his shirt. His dark eyes were full with lust ,with his pupils blown wide as he stared at me like I was the only thing in the world. “Fuck, Rowan…” he whispered, voice hoamm. One of his hands slid down my bo

Rowan's POV A damp towel smacked me right in the face, before sliding down onto my lap. But I didn’t move a single inch. Tyler looked frustrated I just sat there on the edge of Tyler’s bed in his cramped dorm room, staring at nothing in particular. The view in front of me blurred profusely. Tyler's sneakers were kicked haphazardly under the desk, a half-empty Gatorade bottle on the nightstand and that faded poster of a dunking LeBron he’d refused to take down since sophomore year. Normally the familiar sight of all this should’ve been comforting. Instead, it felt suffocating. I was naked except for a towel tied low around my hips. Water droplets trailed down my chest over the faint bruises Tyler's fingers had left on me earlier But right now, none of that mattered. I was bone-tired. Fed up. The kind of exhausted that settled into your bones after too many days of trying to just to quiet the noise in my head, only for everything to explode anyway. Tyler stood a

Rowan's POV Tyler’s fingers...three of them now...curled inside me. He firmly pressed against that spot that made my vision spark white. I moaned around the head of his cock still resting on my tongue. Spit dripped from my lips onto the sheets. He scissored his fingers opening me wider,he also crooked them again and again. Precum leaked steadily from m cock onto the bed, “Tyler… please,” I gasped when he pulled his cock away from my mouth just enough for me to speak. My voice was hoarse from the throat-fucking. “Shh.” He kissed my spine“I want to feel every inch of you.” He added a fourth finger..working more spit into me from his other hand. I pushed back against his hand whining into the mattress. Finally fucking finally..he withdrew his fingers. I felt empty clenching around nothing. Tyler flipped me onto my back spreading my legs wide. He settled between them and leaned over me. “Look at me, Rowe,” he murmured. One hand cupped my face “Want to see your fa