All Chapters of 100 WAYS TO SIN: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

MAYAI woke up tangled with Sienna again. Her leg was still thrown over both of mine and her hand rested low on my bare stomach like it belonged there. The room was dim because the curtains were still closed and the only light came from the thin gap near the window. My body felt heavy and warm and marked in ways that had nothing to do with bruises. Every small shift reminded me of the way she had held me down and the way her mouth had moved between my legs and the slow grinding that had left both of us shaking.Sienna was already awake. I could tell by the steady way her thumb moved in small circles against my skin. She didn’t speak at first. She just kept that quiet contact going while I blinked myself fully into the morning. The events of the day before sat right behind my eyes. The failed test. The way I had walked home crying. The way she had pulled me into her lap and then taken me apart piece by piece until the hollow feeling was gone.“You’re thinking too hard,” she said agains

MAYAI woke up still wrapped in Sienna’s arms with her leg hooked over mine and her hand resting low on my bare stomach. The room was quiet and the light coming through the curtains was soft and gray. Her breathing was steady under my ear. I stayed still for a long time and just let the weight of her body and the heat of her skin sink into me. Everything from the night before sat right behind my eyes—the way she had gone down on me without any edge of punishment, the way she had looked at me the entire time we moved together, the way she had told me to keep telling her how the rules made me feel.Sienna’s fingers started moving in slow circles against my stomach when she realized I was awake.“Morning,” she said, voice still rough.“Morning.”She kissed the top of my head and kept her hand exactly where it was. “How do you feel.”I thought about the question the same way I had the day before. The answer came easier this time.“Settled. Like I don’t have to hold anything up by myself.

Ryan.Lauren’s footsteps came closer. I grabbed the dish towel off the counter and wiped my hand hard even though it was already mostly clean. Tessa yanked the tank top down and smoothed it over her stomach with shaking fingers. Her shorts were still twisted. I could see the wet spot on the front of them. She noticed me looking and tugged the fabric lower but it did not help much.The kitchen doorway filled with Lauren’s shape.She stopped when she saw Tessa. Her eyes moved from Tessa’s bare legs to the thin tank top to my face. For one long second nobody spoke.“Oh,” Lauren said. “Hi. I didn’t know you had company.”Tessa’s voice came out higher than usual. “I locked myself out. Ryan was just helping me. I left my keys and phone inside and the landlord is taking forever.”Lauren’s expression softened the way it always did when she shifted into polite mode. “That sucks. Did you try the windows?”“Yeah. All locked. I feel so stupid.” Tessa gave a short laugh that sounded almost normal.

RyanLauren had decided to work from home.I found out when I came downstairs at seven-forty and found her already at the kitchen table with her laptop open and a second cup of coffee. She looked up and smiled.“Morning. My nine o’clock went virtual so I figured I’d save the commute. Hope that’s okay.”“Yeah. Of course.” My voice sounded normal. My stomach did not feel normal. “I’ll stay out of your way.”She blew me a kiss and turned back to her screen. I poured coffee and stood at the sink so I could look out the window toward Tessa’s place without Lauren noticing. The blinds on Tessa’s kitchen window were open. I saw movement. Then I saw her.She was standing at her sink in a short white robe that barely closed over her tits. She looked straight at me, held up her phone, and typed. My own phone buzzed in my pocket a second later.She’s home?I typed back one-handed while Lauren scrolled through emails behind me.Yeah. Working from the kitchen table. Stay away today.The reply came

Ryan.Sunday morning Lauren slept in. I was already awake, staring at the ceiling, when my phone buzzed on the nightstand. I reached for it carefully so the movement wouldn’t wake her.She’s still asleep?Yeah.Come outside. Back fence. Five minutes.I looked at Lauren’s face in the soft light. Her breathing was deep and even. I slipped out of bed, pulled on sweatpants and a t-shirt, and went downstairs without making a sound. The side door opened with its usual quiet click. Tessa was already standing at the shared fence in the backyard, barefoot, wearing one of my hoodies and nothing else I could see. The hoodie hit her mid-thigh. When the breeze moved it I caught a flash of bare hip.She didn’t say good morning. She just looked at me with those dark eyes and said, “I couldn’t wait until tomorrow.”I glanced back at the house. The bedroom window was still dark. I climbed over the low part of the fence and dropped into her yard. The second my feet hit the grass she grabbed the front o