Hearts Entwined( A collection of lesbian romance stories) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

CHAPTER 2 Claire’s voice came again, closer this time.“Mom? Brielle? You guys up there?”My heart kicked hard. Alicia moved fast. She unlocked the cuff, shoved everything into the drawer, and threw my clothes at me. We dressed in silence, still sweaty, still smelling like sex. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking.We stepped out of the bedroom just as Claire reached the top of the stairs.She looked between us, a little confused. “There you are, I checked the attic but I was empty.”Alicia gave her that easy smile she always used. “We got caught up talking. Brielle was helping me decide what to keep.”Claire bought it. She hugged me quickly, completely unaware of what had just happened in her mother’s bed. The rest of the night was careful. We at, sat in the living room. Claire talked about her weekend while Alicia and I barely looked at each other. Every time our eyes met, I felt her fingers inside me all over again, the cuffs and how hard she had fucked me.When Claire finally went ups

CHAPTER 2Benita stared at Anna, the words still hanging between them. “You knew he was cheating and never told me?”Anna didn’t look away. “I saw him six months ago. I told myself it wasn’t my place to tell you.”“I should hate you for this,” Benita whispered.Anna kissed her hard. Benita kissed her back harder. They fell onto the bed, their clothes came off in a rush, hands desperate and rough. Anna pushed Benita’s thighs apart and buried her face between them. She licked her soaked pussy in long, hungry strokes, tasting every bit of her. Then she sucked her swollen clit hard while two thick fingers thrust deep inside her, curling against that spot that made Benita’s hips jerk.Benita moaned, back arching off the mattress, fingers gripping the sheets.Anna fucked her with her fingers and mouth without mercy, the wet sounds loud in the quiet room. She added a third finger, stretching her open, and kept sucking her clit in firm, relentless pulls.Benita’s thighs started to shake. The

CHAPTER 2 The headlights cut across the bedroom ceiling. Christabel sat up fast. Bianca was already reaching for her shirt.“Who the hell can that be?” Bianca muttered.A car door slammed outside, footsteps moved through the mud toward the porch. Christabel pulled her clothes on with shaking hands. The taste of Bianca was still in her mouth. Someone knocked hard on the front door. Bianca grabbed the candle and went downstairs, Christabel followed close behind. When Bianca opened the door, an older man in a soaked jacket stood there holding a flashlight. It was Mr. Hale, the neighbor from the next farm.“Roads are completely out and power is down for the whole valley,” he said. “I saw lights up here and wanted to make sure someone was okay.”Bianca forced a calm voice. “We’re fine, thank you for checking.”Mr. Hale nodded, rain still dripping from his hat. “The storm is supposed to last another day at least, just stay put.” He turned and headed back into the dark.Bianca shut the doo

CHAPTER 2 The message on Eliana’s phone glowed like a warning.We stared at it, still half-dressed, the smell of sex thick in my office. Eliana’s blouse hung open, my fingers were still sticky from her. The laptop screen had gone dark, but the memory of what we had just done sat heavy between us.I wiped the desk quickly and shoved the strap-on back into the drawer. Eliana fixed her clothes with shaking hands, her lips were still swollen and my hair was a mess. We looked like two people who had been doing a lot more than working late.We walked down the quiet hallway side by side, every step felt too loud. When we reached the conference room, the senior partner was already waiting. He looked tired and irritated.“The other side sent new documents twenty minutes ago,” he said. “I need both of you to review them tonight. The vote is at eight in the morning.”He dropped a thick folder on the table and left. The door clicked shut behind him, silence filled the room.Eliana looked at me.

CHAPTER 2Brenda smiled at me like no time had passed.“Can I come in?” she asked softly.Before I could answer she stepped forward and pushed the door open wider. Her eyes landed on Clara standing behind me in only a shirt and shorts. The smile on Brenda’s face faltered for a second.“Oops,” she said, still holding the little cake. “Am I disturbing anything?”Brenda’s eyes moved between us, and I knew she felt the tension. She always could read me too well.She stepped closer, close enough that I smelled her perfume — the same one she wore three years ago. Brenda leaned in and kissed me.It was soft and brief, just a press of her lips against mine, but it burned. Then she pulled back, placed the cake gently in my hands, and whispered, “Happy birthday, Shasha.”She turned and walked without looking back. I shut the door slowly. The cake felt heavy in my hands.Clara’s voice was quiet and dangerous. “That was her.”I nodded, still staring at the closed door.Clara took the cake from me