SACRILEGIOUS 1

Agnes povThe chapel was always cold after Compline, when the last candles were put out and the world fell into a deep, waiting silence. I loved the way the moonlight sliced through the high, arched windows, painting the stone floors in silver and blue. It made me feel clean, or rather it used to.Now, it just made me feel empty.I sat in the front pew, my hands clenched so tight in my lap that my knuckles went white. The rough wool of my habit scratched my skin, a constant, irritating reminder of the life I was supposed to be living, the promises I was supposed to be keeping.But these days, my mind had become a traitor–a filthy, traitorous thing, It kept replaying images that had no place in a house of God: Images of a man’s hands, rough and calloused, pulling at the fabric of my habit–of a body pressing against mine, hard and demanding. I pressed my thighs together as a shameful heat pulled between them. Good heavens, I was going to burn for this, I was sure of it.I stood up, my

Last Updated : 2026-07-21

SACRILEGIOUS 2

Agnes povHe let out a harsh, broken laugh. "Penance?" He took a step toward me, and I instinctively took one back, until my hips hit the edge of his heavy desk. "No penance in the world could wash this clean."He was on me then, his hands grabbing my face, holding it still. His thumbs brushed over my cheekbones, and I could feel the tremor in them. He leaned in, his face so close to mine I could feel the warmth of his breath, smell the wine on it. "Those thoughts," he growled, his eyes boring into mine. "The ones about being taken. Against a wall." His gaze flickered to the wall behind me, then back to my face. "Did you mean them?"My mind went blank with fear and a terrifying, electric excitement. I couldn't speak. I just nodded, a tiny, jerky motion.A groan tore from his throat. It was a sound of pain, of utter desperation, and then his mouth crashed down on mine.It wasn't a kiss. It was a violation, a branding. His lips were harsh, demanding, forcing mine apart. His tongue pl

Last Updated : 2026-07-23

SACRILEGIOUS 3

Agnes povI felt the heavy, hot weight of him against my bare ass. He was big. Bigger than I'd ever imagined. He slid himself between my wet folds, not entering me, just teasing, coating himself with my arousal. I pushed back against him, a silent, desperate plea."Tell me you want this," he growled, his hands gripping my hips, holding me still."I want it," I moaned, the words muffled by the desk. "Please, Michael. I want it."With a guttural groan, he pushed inside me.I screamed. It was a sharp, piercing sound of pain and shocking, exquisite pleasure. He filled me completely, stretching me, claiming every inch of my insides. He paused for a second, letting me adjust, his breathing ragged behind me."Damn Sister," he choked out. "You're so tight. So fucking perfect."Then he began to move. He pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back into me, the force of it pushing me against the table, the hardwood bruising my hips. He set a punishing rhythm, each thrust deep, hard, abso

Last Updated : 2026-07-24

SACRILEGIOUS 4

Agnes povHe started pacing the room, running a hand through his already-messy hair. "Do you have any idea what this means? For me? For you? If anyone found out… we'd both be defrocked. Excommunicated. We'd be nothing. Less than nothing.""So that's it?" I said, my voice shaking with a mixture of hurt and rising anger. "You get what you want, and now you're just throwing me away? Telling me to pray?""Throwing you away?" he stopped pacing and glared at me, his eyes flashing with the same intensity from before. "Do you have any idea the self-control it took not to do that the first time you confessed to thinking about a boy's hands when you were sixteen? The restraint I've exercised every single time you've come in here, smelling of soap and innocence, and poured out all your sweet, little doubts for me? I have wanted to desecrate you in every way imaginable for the better part of a decade. He shook his head, a bitter smile staining his lips. “Tonight, I finally did. And now, the only

Last Updated : 2026-07-24

STEPBROTHER’S TOUCH 1

Lily povI wasn't supposed to be in his room.I wasn't supposed to be knocking on his door, my knuckles white as I gripped the strap of my tote bag. But my heart was hammering against my ribs, a frantic, desperate beat that drowned out the television sounds floating up from the living room downstairs.My parents–our parents were down there, lost in some dumb reality show. They wouldn't notice a thing, they never did.The door swung open, and there he was. Max. My stepbrother.He was shirtless, wearing only a pair of gray sweatpants that hung low on his hips, showing the sharp V-line that disappeared beneath the fabric. His hair was a mess, dark strands falling across his forehead. He'd just woken up from a nap, probably. A faint line from a pillow crease was still visible on his cheek. "What?" he asked, his voice a low grumble.I couldn't speak. My throat felt tight, like it was full of sand. I just stood there, my gaze fixed on the floor, on the worn rug of his room. I could smell h

Last Updated : 2026-07-29

All Chapters of Skin to Skin: A Collection of Pleasure and Temptation: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

SACRILEGIOUS 1

SACRILEGIOUS 2

SACRILEGIOUS 3

SACRILEGIOUS 4

STEPBROTHER’S TOUCH 1