Lahat ng Kabanata ng WILD BOOKS: A COLLECTION OF NAUGHTY STORIES : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

I took him into my mouth, slow at first. Just the tip, swirling my tongue around it. He tensed, one hand slipping under the coat to rest lightly on my head. Not pushing, just holding. I sucked gently, then took more of him, lips sliding down his length. He filled my mouth completely, hot and hard. I bobbed deeper, tasting him, my hand working the base in steady strokes. His hips gave small shakes, pushing gently into my throat. The risk of it all had me soaked again. Just as he started to throb harder, right on the edge, the train suddenly blared its horn. Loud and sharp. The sound cut through the carriage like a warning. The dark tunnel was ending faster than we thought. His eyes were closed, lost in it, and I had him deep down my throat. Panic hit me. I pulled my head back quick, lips popping off him. I sat up straight, wiping my mouth fast with the back of my hand. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my ears. “This is my stop,” I said, voice shaky but trying to sound norma

Daniel noticed. “What’s wrong?” I showed him the message. His face hardened. “Shit. Blackmail?” Before I could answer, another text came in. This one had a blurry thumbnail image attached, dark shapes that could only be us in the train. The hook tightened in my gut. Who was this? How much did they see? And what would they want? My hands shook as I slipped the phone back into my bag. The party still hummed around us, but it all felt distant now. Daniel stepped closer, his brow furrowed. “Esther, talk to me. We can figure this out.” I forced a small smile, even though my stomach twisted. “It’s probably nothing. Some drunk guests were messing around. I’ll handle it later. Right now, I just… I’m not feeling great. The long day, the travel, everything caught up. Mind if we talk tomorrow?” He searched my face, worry clear in his eyes. “You sure? I can drive you home. Or stay with you if you want.” “No, really. Go enjoy the rest of the night with your friends. Clara’s big day, remember?

He opened one eye. “What the fuck are you doing?” I froze with his phone in my hand, the screen still bright. My heart slammed against my ribs. Jax sat up slowly, his eyes narrowing at me. He reached out fast, trying to grab the phone back. “Give it here, bitch.” That was the moment everything snapped. He had lied. He never planned to delete anything. I could see it in his face. All those hours, the way he used me, it was just a game to him. My fingers brushed the nightstand beside the bed. A heavy glass ashtray sat there, full of cigarette butts. I didn’t think. I just grabbed it. I swung hard as he lunged. The ashtray connected with the side of his head with a sickening thud. Glass cracked. Cigarette ash flew everywhere. Jax let out a sharp grunt and clutched his head, blood already trickling between his fingers. He stumbled back on the bed, dazed. “You… fucking…” I didn’t wait. I snatched the phone from where it had nearly slipped and scrolled fast through his gallery. My

My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I thought it might crack. Jake’s finger was still deep inside me, warm and thick, pressing just right even as we both went completely still. The front door creaked open down the hall. Footsteps. Light ones. Not a burglar. Not our parents.“Steph? You home?” Mrs. Ramirez called out softly. “It’s me, Elena. Sorry for the late drop-in.”Jake’s eyes met mine, dark and wild. His finger gave one slow curl, like he couldn’t help himself. I bit my lip hard to keep from moaning. My legs were still wrapped around his waist on the kitchen counter, shorts pushed aside, his hand buried in my panties.“I—I’m in the kitchen,” I managed, voice shaking. I shoved at his chest. He pulled his hand back reluctantly, stepping away just enough so I could slide off the counter. My knees nearly buckled. I yanked my shorts back into place and smoothed my tank top, face burning.Mrs. Ramirez appeared in the doorway holding a small cat carrier. She looked tired but smiled

I stared at the text until the words blurred. “We’ll be home in a few minutes.” My stomach twisted into a knot. Elena sat up fast, her dark hair messy around her face. Jake cursed under his breath and rolled off the bed, his cock still rock hard and glistening. “Shit. Get dressed. Now,” he whispered. We moved like thieves. I yanked on my tank top and shorts, no time for panties. Elena slipped her dress back over her head, smoothing it down her hips. Jake pulled up his sweatpants, but the bulge was obvious. He adjusted himself with a grimace. Elena grabbed her purse. “I’ll sneak out the back before they pull up.” We crept down the stairs together, hearts pounding. The house felt too quiet now, every creak of the floor loud as a gunshot. We were halfway across the living room when the soft click came from the front door. Keys. Then voices. Mom’s laugh, Dad saying something about the flight. “Hide!” I hissed. We bolted back up the stairs, bare feet slapping the wood. Jake push