All Chapters of Sinful Whispers: A Collection of Forbidden Tales: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

At exactly eight, someone knocked. Sienna opened the door in a thin black dress with nothing underneath. Kane gave her one slow look before stepping inside. Marcus waited in the living room, shoulders tight. Kane shut the door. “You the husband?” “Yes.” “Sit down and stay out of the way.” Marcus took the armchair in the corner. Kane turned back to Sienna. “Dress off.” She pulled it over her head. Kane looked at her bare body without smiling. “On the couch. Hands on the back. Ass out.” Sienna obeyed. The leather felt cold under her palms. Kane stepped behind her, kicked her feet apart, and shoved two thick fingers between her legs. “Already wet. Good.” He freed his cock. Sienna glanced back once. He was thicker than Marcus, heavier, the head already shiny. Kane gripped her hip, lined up, and pushed in hard. A sharp cry escaped before she could stop it. Kane didn’t give her time to adjust. He fucked her in deep, brutal strokes, one hand locked on her hip, the other cracking

This time, Kane headed straight for the bedroom. He walked past Marcus, grabbed Sienna by the wrist, and pulled her with him. Marcus followed, phone already in his hand. Kane pointed at the bed. “Face down. Ass up.” Sienna climbed onto the mattress. Kane shoved her flat, one heavy hand between her shoulder blades, and yanked her hips up just enough. He freed his cock, rubbed the head through her already wet folds, and slammed in to the root. Her cry disappeared into the sheets. Kane covered her completely, chest to her back, and fucked her in long, crushing strokes. The prone position left her nowhere to move. Every thrust drove her deeper into the mattress. “This is what you get when I stop being nice,” Kane said against her ear. He didn’t ease up. The bedframe knocked the wall. Sienna’s fingers twisted in the sheets. Kane reached under her, found her clit, and rubbed hard while he railed her. “Marcus. Film.” Marcus raised the phone. The red light came on. Kane pulled out,

Harper’s fingers were already soaked.She lay on her bed in nothing but an oversized t-shirt, legs spread wide, phone propped against a pillow. porn on the screen showing aa girl getting her face fucked while another man ate her out from behind. The wet sounds filled the quiet bedroom. Harper’s own wet sounds matched them.She was ovulating. She could feel it — that heavy, restless ache low in her belly that made her restless and shameless. Her parents were out for the evening. Cade was supposed to be at the gym. The house was hers.She slid two fingers inside herself and curled them, chasing the pressure she needed. Her other hand rubbed tight circles over her swollen clit. Soft, desperate moans slipped out of her mouth. She was so close already.The door opened without a knock.Harper froze, fingers still buried inside her cunt.Cade stood in the doorway.He was still in his gym clothes 56y the other day and she said she is going to make it to the house that I can get the contract

The next afternoon their parents were both home.Harper stood in the laundry room folding towels when the door opened and closed behind her. Cade’s hand covered her mouth before she could speak. His other hand shoved her shorts and panties down to her knees in one pull.“Quiet,” he whispered against her ear.He bent her forward over the washing machine. The cold metal pressed against her bare stomach. She heard his zipper. A second later the thick head of his cock dragged through her already wet folds.“Already dripping. You were thinking about last night, weren’t you?”Harper nodded under his hand.He pushed inside her in one slow, deep thrust. Her moan was trapped against his palm. Cade didn’t give her time to adjust. He started fucking her in hard, steady strokes that made the washing machine rock.“Take it. Just like that.”His free hand reached around and rubbed her clit in tight circles. Harper’s legs shook. She gripped the edges of the machine as he pounded deeper.Footsteps so

The light downstairs stayed on.Cade’s fingers were still inside Harper when the bedroom door opened without warning.Harper’s mother stood in the doorway.Her eyes moved from Harper to Cade, then stopped. She took in her daughter naked on the bed, legs open, Cade’s hand between her thighs, cum still visible on Harper’s stomach and the sheets. Cade didn’t pull his fingers out right away. He looked at the older woman and waited.Harper’s mother stepped inside and closed the door behind her. She locked it.“Get off her.”Cade slid his fingers free and sat up. Harper scrambled for the sheet. Her mother yanked it away.“Don’t cover yourself. Both of you stay exactly where you are.”She stepped closer and looked from one to the other. She spoke without raising her voice.“How long?”Neither of them answered.“I asked how long.”“A week,” Cade said.Harper’s mother nodded once, as if she had already known. She looked at her daughter.“You let your stepbrother fuck you in my house.”Harper o