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My husband’s father (3)Morgan I went downstairs like he told me to.Drew stood by the window in the living room. When he turned and looked at me, my stomach dropped. That same dark look he had on his face from upstairs was still there.“Sit,” he said and I sat on the couch. My thighs were still sticky. I could feel how wet I still was and it made everything worse.He stayed quiet for a few seconds, his eyes steady on me. “What happened up there was a mistake,” he told me. “You’re my son’s wife and such thing shouldn’t be happening between us.”“I know.”“Then why did you let me put my mouth on you?”I looked at the floor. “Because I’m tired, Drew. Cole barely touches me. He leaves and I stay here aching. And every time I see you walk in through door my body goes crazy.”His jaw tightened. “That doesn’t make this okay.”“I don’t care if it’s okay.” My voice came out shaky. “I just know I want you.”He walked closer until he was right in front of me. “Say that again.”I lifted my eye

My Husband’s Father (5)Morgan“How flight has been canceled?.”The word barely left my mouth as I sat there frozen, staring at the phone like the messages might change if I looked at them for a while. My body felt heavy as my brain kept trying to convince me that the last hour hadn’t really happened.I curled my fingers into the edge of the couch and forced myself to sit up. Still, my breathing wouldn’t steady.I looked around the living room and my stomach dropped.The cushions were messed up and my skirt was still squeezed. There were faint wet spots I didn’t want to think about. Everything in the room felt like an evidence against me. I swallowed hard and tugged my clothes back into place. What was I supposed to do now?Clean everything? Pretend nothing happened? Act normal when Cole walked through the door in less than twenty minutes?I couldn’t even move at first.“Morgan.”Drew’s voice cut through the panic low and controlled.I looked up and he was still standing there, calm

Brother-in-law Knows How To Handle My pussy (1)Jessica There has always been a kind of tension between my brother-in-law, Christopher and me for years, there seemed to be a current of electricity that sparked every time we were in the same room. My husband, Tyler, was a good man, but he was predictable, his touch gentle didn’t change and whenever we had sex it was always the same style which I was tired of.But Christopher was the opposite. He had this raw, assertive, and possessive hunger in his eyes that made my thighs ache whenever our eyes met.The opportunity finally came during a weekend getaway at the family cabin. Tyler had fallen asleep early, exhausted from the long drive to the house, leaving me and Christopher alone in the kitchen, I was already striping him with my eyes.“I’ve noticed you’ve been staring at me all night, Jessica,” Christopher murmured as he stepped closer, invading my personal space until I could smell the musk of his cologne.I didn’t pull away, I lean

Fuck…Addison (1) Addison’s POVThe music pounded through the speakers as we ran our final routine. My heart raced, my short skirt flipping against my thighs with every move.
I nailed the last tumbling pass, but my foot caught on the uneven turf. A sharp pain shot through my ankle.
“Ahh!” I gasped, stumbling. I tried to play it cool, but the second I put weight on it, my leg buckled.
“Fuck,” I winced.“Hold up!” a deep voice cut through the noise.Dr. Grayson jogged over, his medical bag in hand. The whole squad and half the football team stared, but he stayed completely focused.He dropped to one knee. “Addison, right? Don’t move.”He knows my name? We hadn’t spoken since last month.Up close, he was overwhelming. Broad shoulders stretched his polo, leading down to strong forearms and big hands. He smelled like expensive cologne and fresh grass.He cradled my calf, lifting my leg. His warm fingers probed my ankle. A jolt shot through me—straight to my core. I bit my lip hard to stay

Addison’s POV“Just a moment!” he called out. His voice sounded smooth and polite, like nothing was going on.His hand stayed right where it was. Fingers pressed against the wet edge of my panties, so close to slipping under.My heart was hammering in my throat.I stayed frozen on the table. My thighs were shaking. My pussy clenched around nothing while I prayed the guy outside would just leave.He grumbled something about a pulled groin and post-practice pain, but he stopped turning the knob.Thank God. Dr. Grayson moved fast.He gave my thigh a hard squeeze. His eyes said everything before he stepped away like nothing had happened. He yanked the privacy curtain shut, hiding me behind it.“Stay put and keep quiet,” he whispered against my ear. “I’ll handle him.”I pressed my back against the wall. My chest was rising and falling too fast. My nipples ached against my top. My ankle still hurt, but it was nothing compared to how wet I was.Dr. Grayson’s voice stayed calm and professiona