All Chapters of Spicy Affairs Erotica Collection: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Chloe lay on her back in the guest bedroom, eyes fixed on the dark ceiling. The thin wall between her room and the master bedroom did nothing to muffle the sounds. The headboard constantly hitting the wall, the slap of skin against wet skin, her cousin Mia's voice came through clearly in high, broken moans that turned into sharp cries.“Fuck! Damien harder! Yes! like that, yes…”Chloe huffed and rolled on her bed, trying to sleep, but the noise coming from the other room ensured sleep wouldn't come anytime soon as she thought of herself in her cousin's place.Chloe’s thighs pressed together, and heat pooled low in her belly. She had moved into their house only three days ago because the new office she'd gotten a job at was twenty minutes from here and almost an hour from her parents’ place.She told herself the living arrangement was practical and the way her pulse jumped whenever Damien walked past in a fitted shirt was nothing serious. Just an old, stupid attraction she had buried f

Damien’s mouth stilled on Chloe’s neck. His hand dropped from her breast. Chloe’s leg slid down from his waist. Her nightgown fell back into place, though the front was damp now.He stepped back first, fast, smooth, as if nothing had happened. He turned toward the stove, grabbed the spatula, flipped the eggs that were starting to smoke. His cock still strained against his sweatpants, obvious, but he didn’t try to hide it.Chloe stood frozen on the wall, heart slamming against her ribs. Mia paused halfway down, hand on the railing, eyes moving slowly from Chloe’s flushed face to Damien at the stove.The kitchen still smelled of bacon grease and burnt edges from the forgotten eggs.Mia’s brows pulled together. “What… what’s going on?”Chloe opened her mouth, but only a small, choked sound came out, words wouldn’t form. Her tongue felt thick.Damien turned from the stove, calm as if he had been doing nothing more than flipping pancakes. He wiped his hands on a dish towel and gave Mia his

It’s like a stare competition across the dinner table, and somehow Mia never seems to notice. Everyone was back home, and the throbbing began. Chloe can’t shake her spicy morning with Damien from her mind. Every replay came with a sharp electric surge throughout her body, and every surge caused a drip from her throbbing folds into her panties. Damien has noticed a few unusual movements from Chloe, and it’s not like Chloe has been his best fuck, but something is exciting about the forbidden nature of their relationship. “Babe, let’s go upstairs,” Mia says, touching Damien seductively while Damien stares directly into the eyes of Chloe. He knows she is aching for more and seeing her in this state turns him on more than the touch of his own wife. This is definitely crazy to him, but that’s not the goal. Chloe was staring back hard, wishing she had that easy access to Damien like that, but she was not going to sit there and endure the torture. Mia climbed onto Damien, kissing him and t

This was supposed to be a quick check, and she only had a wool cardigan on, no gloves, but at least she covered her legs in tight jeans, huge boots, and thick socks. "Are you cold?" he asked, and she shook her head to respond 'no'... " You are," he continued. "I am," she finally admitted."Aria..." "Wait, but the way, how do you know my name?" realization hit her, " I do." That's his whole defence in two short words. "We have about 7 hours more until anyone discovers that this cable car is stuck, and it's like really cold right now, almost at freezing point, and we have just us, you'd have to cooperate so we can all survive, okay?" "Sounds convincing, but I'm alright." Right after she rejected his offer, there was a sudden wind, and the cable car started swinging uncontrollably, and just like a quick karma, Aria was jerked forward into Victor's arms.The sudden warmth made it impossible for Aria to move an inch. They stared deeply into each other's eyes. There's more than just warmth o