All Chapters of Taboo pleasures (Sweet sin): Chapter 51 - Chapter 55

LaylaI had spent most of my life standing in my sister’s shadow. My sister, Lena, was the loud one. People notice her first cause she’s the brighter one. I was the quiet younger sister who watched everything and said very little. Five years ago, when I was still in my late teens, I watched Lena fall apart because of a silly man named Carl.He cheated on her. When she confronted him, he gaslighted her and turned it around, saying she wasn’t enough for him. Such a liar!He’s a manipulator. I know my sister better than anyone does. I can tell you that my sister freaking loved this man. Despite being loud, in his presence, she’s always calm. She does everything to please him, but he still fucked other bitches. He broke up with her in a public restaurant. Of course, people watched. The embarrassment, gosh. She came home that night crying so hard that she couldn’t catch her breath. Her eyes were swollen and red. Her face looked pale. I sat outside her bedroom door and listened. I felt

Layla“Layla, please. I’m sorry. I just missed you so much. I didn’t know how else to get you here. The truth is; You’re different from every other girl I’ve been with. I swear I’m not playing games. I want to date you. For real.” His voice cracked on the last words. For a second I thought he might actually cry.I didn’t listen to him. I was already at the door when his arms closed around me from behind. Carl’s chest pressed against my back, his hands locked tightly around my waist, holding me in place. “Please. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have lied. Just don’t leave like this.” He said low and rough against my ear.I tried to pull forward. “Let go of me Carl.” I kept pulling out continuously. He didn’t. Instead he held me tighter, and that was when I felt the hard, unmistakable bulge of his cock pressed against my ass. Oh my Gosh! A sharp electric jolt shot straight up my spine. My breath caught. I had never felt anything like it before. The heat of tension, the size of him around me.

LaylaMorning light spilled across the bed. Carl refused to leave. He insisted to stay. “If I go,” he murmured against my shoulder, “you’ll ghost me again. I’m staying.”I should have argued with him. Instead I let him stay since my sister had travelled. I stood from the bed and went to the kitchen. He followed me. While I moved between the counter and the cooker, he pressed to my back, his hands were firm on my waist, gripping them hard. He matched with every step I took. When I reached for a pan, his lips brushed the side of my neck.“You look so sexy cooking for me,” he said in a low. “Keep moving like that and I’m going to burn this whole breakfast just to get my hands under this shirt.”I felt tingles. I tried to focus on the eggs. His lips found the spot under my ear.“I love how good you smell this morning,” he whispered. “Love how soft you feel when you’re not running from me.”I was done cooking. We went to the dinning to eat. The air between us was already thick. I ended u