Todos los capítulos de SINFUL PLEASURES (30 Nights of Lustful Seduction): Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

ARIA’S POV “Tell me what you’re wearing right now. And don’t you dare lie.”I looked down at the thin white tank top clinging to my breasts, the damp cotton of my underwear already sticking to me. “Almost nothing. Tank top. Underwear. That’s it.”Theo’s voice went rougher. “Take the tank off.”I should have told him no. Instead I peeled it over my head and dropped it on the floor. Cool air kissed my bare nipples and they tightened instantly.“It’s off.”“Good. Now touch them for me. Slow. The way I used to.”My hands rose. I cupped my own breasts, thumbs brushing the stiff peaks the way his mouth used to. A soft sound slipped out of me.“You’re quiet,” he said. “Talk. I want to hear every filthy thought running through that head.”I paced the dark bedroom again, phone pressed hard to my ear, free hand still teasing one nipple. “I keep remembering the first time you fucked me. That shitty apartment with the broken AC. You had me on the floor because the bed was too far. You didn’t eve

ARIA’S POVThe silence after we both came felt heavier than anything we had said out loud.I lay on my back in the dark, chest still rising too fast, thighs sticky and trembling. My fingers rested against my swollen clit like they did not know how to leave. On the other end of the line Theo’s breathing slowly evened out, but neither of us spoke.Finally I whispered, “We just made everything worse.”His voice came low and rough. “I know.”“The attraction didn’t cool off. It got louder.”“I know that too.”I rolled onto my side, phone still pressed to my ear, and pulled the sheet over my bare breasts even though he could not see me. The honesty that only showed up after orgasm sat between us like a third person in the room.“What would a second chance even look like?” I asked. “We already know how we destroy each other. You shut down when things get real. I push until you run. The same fights would start the second the high wore off.”“Maybe.” He was quiet for a moment. “Or maybe we are

SIENNA.“Dare you,” I said, the words sliding out of my mouth before I could stop them.Reed’s dark eyes locked on mine over the rim of his beer. The rooftop party pulsed around us with bass thumping through the concrete and string lights casting gold across his sharp jaw. We had known each other since freshman year of college when I spilled an entire iced coffee down the front of his favorite band tee and he laughed instead of yelling. Nine years of shared apartments, late-night drives, and the kind of trust that made every other relationship feel temporary. He was the constant. The safe one. The man I was never supposed to want like this.“Dare me what, Sienna?” His voice was low, rough from the shift he had just finished behind the bar downtown.I tipped my head toward the guy who had been circling me all night, some finance type with too-white teeth and a hand that kept brushing my waist. “Pretend we’re together. Just for the rest of the night. Keep the assholes off me. Harmless.”

SIENNA’S POV“We need space,” Reed said the second I answered his call.I stood in my kitchen still wearing the same jeans he had shoved his hand into the day before. The mark on my neck had darkened into a bruise I kept touching when no one was looking. My body ached for him in a way that felt permanent now.“Space,” I repeated, the word bitter on my tongue. “Because of the texts?”“Because of everything.” His voice was carefully flat. “People are talking. I cannot keep looking at you like that and pretend we are still just friends. I need distance before I do something we both regret.”The line went quiet for a long second. I pressed my thighs together and felt the residual tenderness from how hard I had come on his fingers. “You already did something. You made me come against your front door and then told me to lock it like you were about to fuck me through the wall.”“That is exactly why I need space.” He hung up before I could answer.The next three days were a special kind of to

SIENNA.“Answer the damn phone,” Reed said, two fingers still sliding through the mess between my legs.The screen kept lighting up with the mutual friend’s name. I snatched the phone with shaking hands and accepted the call on speaker because Reed’s eyes dared me to hide anything.“You two finally fucking or what?” the voice on the other end asked, half laughing, half cruel. “Because half the city already thinks you are.”Reed’s fingers pushed inside me at the exact same moment. I bit back a moan and forced my voice steady. “We are busy. Stop spreading shit that is none of your business.”“Busy how?” the friend pressed.Reed curled his fingers and rubbed that spot that made my vision blur. I had to lock my knees to stay upright. “Busy with his cock still tasting like my mouth and his fingers buried in my cunt. Hang up and stay the fuck out of it.”I ended the call and tossed the phone aside. Reed’s mouth was already on mine, swallowing the last of the words. The kiss tasted like sex