Todos los capítulos de SINFUL PLEASURES (30 Nights of Lustful Seduction): Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

SIENNA.“People are watching,” I read aloud from Reed’s phone while his cock was still softening inside me.He stayed buried to the hilt, chest pressed to my back, both of us sticky and breathing hard. The message from the mutual friend sat on the screen like a threat. Reed reached over, deleted it without answering, and tossed the phone onto the floor.“Let them watch,” he said against the back of my neck. “I am done hiding how badly I want you.”I turned under him until we faced each other. His eyes looked softer than I had ever seen them, but the hunger had not left. Nine years of friendship sat between us now mixed with the fresh knowledge of how he felt when he came inside me. Tenderness and fear tangled together in my chest. I had spent so long protecting the safe version of us that the real version felt almost too bright to look at.“What happens now?” I asked, voice quiet. “We cannot go back to the way it was. I do not even want to. But I also do not know how to be both your b

TESSA.“Look at me like you want me,” Cole murmured against my ear as the cameras rolled for the group dinner. “Not like you already came on my tongue last night.”I forced a soft smile for the lens across the long candlelit table. Twelve women, one bachelor, three producers hovering. My bare thighs pressed together under the white tablecloth. No panties again, just like he ordered.“I’m trying,” I whispered back.His hand found my knee under the table. Warm. Heavy. He slid it higher, slow enough that no one noticed the shift of fabric. Fingers traced the soft inner skin until they brushed the wet heat already waiting for him.“Jesus, Tessa. You’re soaked again.”I kept my face calm while two of his fingers parted me and pushed inside. The stretch made my breath hitch. He curled them immediately, pressing that same spot he had discovered on the terrace.Across the table a blonde contestant laughed too loudly at something Cole had said earlier. The cameras swung toward her for a second

TESSA.“Don’t make a sound,” Cole ordered the second the storage room door handle stopped turning. Footsteps faded down the hallway. Whoever it was had moved on.I was still pressed against the wall, his hand under my dress, fingers slick with the mess he had left in me earlier. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it in my throat.“You didn’t answer me,” he said, voice low and rough. “Is this still a performance, Tessa?”“No.” The word came out raw. “It’s not. Not for me.”Something dangerous flashed in his eyes. He locked the door this time, the soft click loud in the small room. Then he spun me around, shoved me to my knees on the concrete floor, and freed his already hard cock.“Open.”I did. He pushed the thick head past my lips and straight over my tongue, not stopping until he hit the back of my throat. I gagged once. He held me there, one hand fisted in my hair, the other braced on the shelf above us.“Breathe through your nose,” he said. “You’re going to take all of it. Eve

CASS.“I could never be tempted by Rhys,” I said, voice loud enough to cut through the bass and the laughter. “Not even if he was the last man alive and begged on his knees. He’s off limits. Permanently.”Harper snorted into her drink and shoved my shoulder. “Good. Because if you ever touched my brother I’d cut you both.”I forced a laugh and tipped my cup back, the cheap vodka burning the lie down my throat. Rhys Voss had been the walking wet dream of every girl in our circle since I was sixteen. Six foot three of hard muscle, dark hair always a little messy, that low voice that made my stomach drop. I had spent years pretending the heat between my legs whenever he walked into a room was just nerves. Tonight the alcohol made the denial feel safe.I turned toward the kitchen for another drink and froze.He stood in the doorway, shoulder against the frame, black shirt stretched across his chest, eyes locked on mine. He had heard every word. The corner of his mouth curved like he alread

CASS.“Still think you can’t be tempted?” Rhys asked behind me at the lookout.I kept my eyes on the water far below because looking at him would have been the same as losing. “I already answered that bet. I’m still standing here with my clothes on.”His low laugh brushed the back of my neck. “Your shorts are soaked through and it isn’t from the hike. Turn around and say it to my face.”I turned. The movement brought my chest inches from his. He had not stepped back. Heat poured off his bare torso. A drop of sweat slid down the center of his abs and disappeared under the waistband of his jeans. My tongue pressed against the roof of my mouth.“I’m not tempted,” I said.Rhys’s gaze dropped to my mouth, then lower to the hard points of my nipples clearly visible through the thin tank. “Liar. Your cunt is throbbing so hard I can almost hear it.”Thunder rolled in the distance. Dark clouds had been building while we climbed. The first fat drops hit my shoulders. Within seconds the sky open