All Chapters of Skin to Skin: A Collection of Pleasure and Temptation: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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

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

Lily povHe reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. His fingers brushed against my cheek, and I shivered from the electricity that ran through my body."You have to show him what you want, Lily," he continued, his eyes dark, intense. "You can't expect him to read your mind."I swallowed hard, my throat dry. "How?""Like this," he said, and he leaned down and kissed me.It wasn't a gentle kiss. It was hard, demanding, a kiss that claimed me, that owned me. His lips were firm, insistent, and when I didn't respond right away, he bit my lower lip, just hard enough to make me gasp. He took the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth, exploring, tasting. I'd never been kissed like this before. It was nothing like the awkward, fumbling pecks I'd shared with boys at school–this was a man's kiss, a kiss that promised things I'd only ever read about in books.I finally found my senses, my arms coming up to wrap around his neck. I kissed him back, awkwardly at first,

Lily povFor a long moment, we just lay there, tangled together, the only sounds in the room our ragged breaths. The reality of what we had just done started to sink in as a wave of shame, hot and suffocating, washed over me. This was my stepbrother, the boy I'd grown up with, the boy who'd teased me, the boy who'd pulled my pigtails. And I'd just had the most mind-blowing sex of my life with him, I’d given him my virginity.He must have felt me tense, because he rolled off of me, lying on his back beside me and stared up at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling."We should get dressed," he said, his voice flat, emotionless.I nodded, even though he couldn't see me. I sat up, pulling the sheet around me, covering my nakedness, the room suddenly felt cold, unwelcoming.I could feel his cum leaking out of me, a sticky, warm reminder of our sin. "Where's your bathroom?" I asked, my voice small."Through there," he said, pointing to a door off to the side of his room.I grabbed my cl

Jonathan PovShe looked at the veteran. "You first. Lie on your back."He did as he was told, his big cock lying flat against his stomach. Olivia straddled him, her back to him, facing me and the one-way mirror. She knew I was watching. This was for me as much as it was for her. She reached down and guided him into her, sinking down on his length with a long, slow sigh."Fuck," the veteran groaned, his hands coming up to grip her hips.She began to ride him, her movements fluid and graceful, her breasts bouncing with every rise and fall. She looked directly at the mirror, a smirk playing on her lips. "Enjoying the show, my love?" she mouthed silently.I was. I was enjoying it more than I could ever have imagined.Then she turned her attention to the rookie. He was standing by the bed, stroking his cock, his eyes wide with a mixture of awe and frustration. "You," she said, her voice firm. "Get on the bed. On your knees. In front of me."He scrambled onto the bed, positioning himself as