All Chapters of LUST& SIN: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Kai had her standing sideways at the edge of the bed. One of Emma’s legs was planted on the floor, the other bent and braced on the mattress for balance. He stood behind her at an angle, one strong arm locked around her waist, the other gripping her raised thigh to keep her open. His cock was already buried deep inside her, stretching her open as he started thrusting in steady, powerful strokes.Emma’s hands gripped the sheets. Every hard snap of his hips drove him deeper at that sharp sideways angle, making her moan into the quiet room.“Fuck… Kai…”He didn’t answer with words. He just tightened his hold on her thigh and fucked her harder, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the air. The position left her completely exposed and controlled—her body tilted, one leg up, cunt forced to take every thick inch while he used her from behind.“Still so tight,” he muttered against her shoulder, voice rough. “Even after everything earlier.”Emma pushed back to meet his thrusts, greedy for more

Lena walked into the pool hall, and Lucas was already waiting. He wasn't leaning against the wall this time—he was in the water, swimming laps, his arms cutting through the water with practiced ease. She stood there for a moment, watching him without meaning to. The way his back muscles moved under his skin, the water dripping off him when he reached the edge and pulled himself up partially to turn.She looked away quickly when he noticed her, grabbing her bag tighter."Evening, Lena." He called out, swimming to the ladder and pulling himself up. Water ran down his chest, his abs, soaking into his shorts. He reached for his towel and dried his face, then his hair, watching her."Hi." She smiled, trying to keep her eyes on his face and not let them wander down. She mostly succeeded. "You started without me?""Warming up." He shrugged, tossing the towel aside. "Go get changed. I'll set up."She nodded and walked off, feeling his eyes on her back. She wasn't sure, but she thought she fel

Lena walked into the pool hall and found Lucas sitting on the bench, scrolling through his phone. He looked up when she entered and nodded, casual, like every other lesson."Hey. You're early.""Traffic was light." She set her bag down. "Ready?""Yeah. Go get changed."He stood up and walked toward the men's changing room without looking back. She watched him go, then headed to hers.When she emerged, the pool was empty. She lowered herself into the water and started practicing what she'd learned—stroking, kicking, floating on her back. She wasn't good, but she was improving.The door opened, and Lucas walked out in his usual thigh-length shorts, nothing different about him. He dropped into the water and swam over to her, stopping a few feet away."Practicing alone?" he asked, a slight smile on his face."Trying to." She returned the smile."Good. Let's see what stuck."He moved closer and immediately started correcting her form. His hands found her waist, her hips, her thighs—profess

Two days later, the pool hall was quiet except for the sound of splashing water. Lena swam toward the edge, her strokes smoother now, more confident. She wasn't winning any competitions, but she wasn't drowning either. She grabbed the edge and pulled herself up slightly, breathing hard but smiling.Behind her, Lucas swam up, his arms cutting through the water with practiced ease. He stopped beside her, leaning against the wall, and watched her catch her breath."You're getting better," he said, his voice carrying that note of approval that always made her stomach flutter. "Much better. Your form is almost perfect now."Lena turned to face him, her arms resting on the pool edge, her legs floating behind her. She looked at him through wet lashes, a slow, mischievous smirk spreading across her face. "If I'm doing so much better," she purred, her voice low and teasing, "don't I get a reward?"Lucas's eyes darkened immediately. He matched her smirk, moving closer until their bodies were al

Lena walked into the pool hall and stopped. The lights were dimmer than usual, casting long shadows across the water. Lucas was already in the pool, swimming slow, lazy laps, but he stopped when he saw her, treading water in the deep end."Evening," he called out, his voice carrying across the space. "Ready for your lesson?""What's with the lights?" she asked, walking to the edge."Endurance training." He swam to the ladder and pulled himself up, water streaming down his body, his shorts hanging low on his hips. "You remember what I said. How many times I can make you come before you beg me to stop."She felt her stomach tighten, her body already responding. "And if I don't beg?""Then we keep going." He walked toward her, his eyes dark. "All night. Until you can't take anymore."She swallowed hard, her eyes dropping to the tent in his shorts. "And if I win?""You won't." He stopped in front of her, his hand finding her waist, pulling her close. "But if you do—if you actually make it