All Chapters of YEARNERS: A COLLECTION SHORT STORIES: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 2Lily’s POV.“What!!”I stood frozen in the doorway like a fucking idiot, my robe hanging half-open and barely covering shit, heart slamming against my ribs so hard I thought it might crack them. My pussy was still clenching and fluttering around nothing, all sloppy and needy from that interrupted call, juices smeared everywhere between my thighs. “Mom, wait— I can stay here alone, seriously. I’m eighteen, not some damn kid. I’ll lock the doors, order takeout, whatever the hell. You don’t have to—”Mom gave me that tired side-eye, her smile fading into a suspicious little frown as she scanned me up and down. “Lily, what’s with the sudden excuses? This isn’t the first time you’ve stayed with Ryan while I’m gone. You’ve done it plenty of times before. Why are you acting so damn weird right now? Did something happen between you two?”My face burned like fire, I could still feel the sticky mess drying on my inner thighs under the robe, that fat dildo probably still leaking my

Chapter 4Lily’s POV.I couldn’t fucking hold it back anymore. That deep rough growl of his saying “moan for daddy” hit me straight in the cunt like a live wire, and every filthy memory from those cam calls flooded back, the way I had spread my legs wide on my bed for him night after night, slamming that thick dildo into my dripping hole while moaning his name and begging him to wreck me. My body took over completely, greedy and burning up with need, my heavy tits heaving as I pressed my bare ass back against him even harder, grinding slow and filthy instead of trying to get away. “Fuck, Daddy, I know this is so wrong but I can’t stop wanting it,” I gasped out, my voice coming out all husky and broken like the desperate slut I was for him on those calls. His big rough hands stayed clamped tight on my heavy tits from behind, kneading the soft full flesh hard and deep, fingers digging in so firm it made the meat spill between them while he rolled my stiff nipples between his thumbs a

Chapter 1Mia’s POV.The sun was beating down like a fucking furnace on this stupid moving day, sweat already sticking my thin sundress to my back and thighs as we crammed the last boxes into the rented truck. Dad was barking orders, Mom was wiping her forehead and complaining about the heat, and there he was—Marcus, Dad’s 42-year-old best friend, all broad shoulders and thick arms flexing under his tight t-shirt, veins popping as he heaved the heaviest shit like it was nothing. I couldn’t stop sneaking glances at him, at the way his jeans hugged that fat bulge between his legs, at the dark sweat patches spreading across his chest. God, why does he have to look like that right now? My pussy gave a little twitch under my short dress, the thin thong doing fuck-all to hide how my mind was already wandering.“Last one, come on, let’s load this bitch up,” Marcus grunted, slamming the box into place with a heavy thud, his voice deep and rough like it always got when he was working hard.

Chapter 3 He let out a low, dirty chuckle that vibrated through his chest and straight into my back. His free hand slid up under my dress again, found my hard nipple through the thin fabric, and pinched it hard between his thumb and finger, twisting just enough to send a sharp jolt straight down to my cunt. “Keep quiet, baby girl,” he growled softly, his lips brushing my ear so only I could hear. “You don’t want your dad turning around and seeing his little girl getting finger-fucked on my lap, do you? This tight cunt is gripping me so fucking good, squeezing my fingers like it wants them to stay buried in there forever. You like that? Like riding my hand while your parents sit right there pretending everything’s normal?”I nodded fast, too scared to speak louder, but my hips started moving on their own, rocking in these tiny, desperate circles that made his fingers slide in and out faster. My clit was throbbing so hard it almost hurt, swollen and sensitive from all the rubbing.

Chapter 1Jax’s POV.Late afternoon light slanted through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my bedroom, turning the whole place into a fucking furnace even with the AC humming. I was sprawled shirtless on my king bed in nothing but loose gray shorts, the new script for Raw Exposure open on my lap, and my cock was already rock-hard and leaking like a desperate slut just from reading the first few pages. The scene was filthy—two guys going at it raw in a locker room, one pinning the other down and growling about filling his tight asshole until cum was dripping everywhere. My dick throbbed painfully against the thin fabric, the head smearing precum all over my thigh every time I shifted. Fuck, this dialogue is nasty as hell, I thought, trying to focus on the emotional beats like my director kept hammering, but all I could picture was getting bent over and pounded senseless.I kept reading anyway, voice low as I muttered the lines under my breath. “Yeah, take this fat cock, you greedy h