All Chapters of OFF LIMITS: FALLING FOR THE WRONG BRENNAN : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The closer we got to the rink the worse it became. My nerves were in a complete disarray by the time the entrance came into view and at some point I genuinely considered turning around and pretending I'd forgotten I'd ever agreed to this. I could have told Sean I had things to do. I could have said no. I should have said no. But I hadn't and I knew why I hadn't and the reason was doing frantic laps around my chest right now. I rubbed my palm against my sternum like that would somehow settle it. I had taken that shirt from Sean with the full knowledge that Klaus would see it and I had wanted to see his face when he did. That was the truth. The whole embarrassing petty truth of it. And somewhere underneath all the wanting to provoke him was the knowledge that Julia was probably going to be there too, and that thought alone made my eyes sting. I exhaled hard and twisted the fabric of my skirt around my fingers. Not like he'd even care, Ana. The tears that pricked the back of m

She shuddered, biting her lip as her eyes glazed over, her hands still fisted in my shirt."How... how do you intend to punish me?"My eyes traced every inch of her face, memorising every curve while storing away every sound that slipped out of her lips. I was selfishly glad no one else could see her like this, flushed and breathless for me.With a smug grin, I buried my face in the crook of her neck, mapping her skin with slow kisses."That's for me to know and for you to accept, doll."I pulled back slightly to look into her eyes."So tell me, Adriana Coleman. Do you accept your punishment?"She held my gaze and slowly swept her tongue across her lips, and that alone was enough of an answer for me.I kissed her again, moving from her lips to her jaw, then down to her neck. She shivered, her fingers sliding into my hair as I trailed lower. For some reason I suddenly hated every piece of clothing on her, especially that asshole's shirt.My hands caught the edge of Sean's jersey before

🪝ADRIANA'S POV 🪝I woke up to the sound of Lily's monitor beeping and my neck screaming from the angle I'd fallen asleep in, my arm stretched across the bed beside hers.For a second I just lay there, blinking at the ceiling, letting the reality of where I was settle back over me.The Hospital, my sister Lily. Mom was asleep on the small couch near the window, still in yesterday's clothes, a thin blanket half pulled over her. Dad sat in the chair across the room with a paper cup of coffee between his palms,staring at Lily's sleeping face like if he looked away for too long something would change.He hadn't slept. I could tell from across the room and with the wrinkled lines under his eyes.I sat up slowly and he noticed immediately."Good morning, sunflower." His voice came out rough. He held up the coffee cup. "There's another one on the table if you want it. It's probably cold by now.""I'm okay dad." I rubbed my eyes and looked at Lily. She was still pale against the pillow, her

A humourless laugh left my lips before I could stop it, my eyes locked on Klaus across the cafeteria table.The satisfaction sitting on his face made something hot move through me like a blade dragged slow. My fingers curled into fists under the table while the entire cafeteria held its collective breath waiting for someone to say something.Sean was the first."What did you just say?" His voice came out low.I closed my eyes for one second.Please don't repeat it but who am I kidding.Klaus looked straight at me before answering."I said she can't wear it because I ripped it off her myself."The silence that followed was the loudest thing I'd ever sat inside.Tyler choked on his drink. Ryan muttered something that got swallowed by the noise starting to build around us. Molly looked neutral, her eyes moving between me and her brother like she was trying to piece together something that had already been put out in the open. Julia was already off Klaus's lap, standing with her arms fold

MOLLY'S POV"Fuck, Maddy."The words came out broken, a moan dragged from somewhere deep in my chest as I ground my pussy against her mouth. Her tongue pushed inside me — sharp, insistent — while her fingers worked my clit in tight, fast circles. I squeezed my own breasts, pinched my nipples until they burned, riding her face like I was chasing something I couldn't quite catch.Because I wasn't thinking about Maddison.I was thinking about her.My best friend—Adriana, lying beneath me in the dark of my imagination. Naked. Legs spread wide, her pussy glistening and wet, pink and swollen. Her eyes half-lidded, glazed over with pleasure as I worked my fingers inside her — slow at first, then faster, feeling her slick walls clench around me. The sound she'd make. That breathless, desperate moan when I curled my fingers just right and found that spot that made her see stars.More, she'd whisper. Please, more.And I'd give it to her. I'd fuck her with my fingers until she was crying, until