All Chapters of Illicit Cravings : Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

JAKEThe curtain stayed wide open and the three men stepped into the booth like they already belonged there. The tallest one had dark hair and a thick chest under his tight black shirt. The second was a little shorter with tattoos running down both arms. The third was younger, maybe closer to my age, with a hungry look in his eyes. Music and cooler air spilled in around them but none of them cared. They just stared at the place where my cock was still buried deep inside Derek.“Don’t stop on our account,” the tall one said, voice low and rough. “Looks like your boy needs more than one cock tonight.”Derek’s hole clenched hard around me. I could feel how nervous and turned on he was at the same time. His soft body trembled on my lap. Cum from earlier still shone on his belly under the neon light.“You want them to join?” I asked against his ear, loud enough for the three men to hear. “Tell me the truth.”Derek swallowed. His voice came out shaky but clear. “Yes… I want them to join.”T

RileyI stood in the doorway of the kitchen and just looked around for a second. The early summer light came in through the window and cut across the tiled floor in long bright lines. The whole house felt too quiet. Too familiar. It made my stomach twist up tight. Two years since Mom and David got divorced. Two years of careful distance and stiff little talks whenever I came home from college. And still David Morrison lived here like he never left. Like a permanent piece of furniture Mom never managed to throw out. I was twenty now. Back for summer break. Bags still half unpacked upstairs. And already that old tension sat under my skin again. Except it wasn’t only tension anymore. Something had shifted the second I walked through the front door yesterday. Bags in my hands. And I caught him looking at me. Not like the kid who used to call him Dad. Different. Heavier. I pushed that thought down hard and stepped all the way inside.I only had on a thin white tank top and the smallest pai

RILEYI woke up before the sun even started to come through the curtains. The house was still dark and quiet. My wrists still felt the ghost of that soft rope from last night, like the knots were still there even though David had untied me before he left my room. Between my legs there was a deep steady ache that would not go away. It reminded me of every hard thrust and every time I had come around him. I lay there for a long minute just breathing and feeling it. Then I slipped out of bed.I only had on the same thin sleep shirt from before. Nothing underneath. The hallway floor was cool under my bare feet as I walked to David’s door. My heart was already beating faster. I turned the handle slow and quiet and stepped inside. The door clicked shut behind me. For a second the old complicated guilt tried to rise up in my chest. This man had been part of my family. He had sat at holiday tables with me and Mom. He had once been someone I was supposed to keep at arm’s length after the divor

RILEYDavid checked us into a downtown hotel under his own name for the whole weekend. The suite was high up on one of the top floors and the city lights stretched out below like a private stage made just for us. I barely noticed the view when we first walked in. The second the heavy door locked behind us he had me pressed against it. His mouth found mine hard and hungry and his hands were already under my dress.“I’ve been waiting all week to get you alone like this,” he said against my lips. “No chance of your mother walking in. No neighbors. Just you and me.”“I know,” I whispered back. My heart was racing. “I couldn’t stop thinking about it.”He lifted me and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me to the big bed and dropped me onto the soft mattress. Clothes came off fast. My dress, his shirt, everything tossed to the floor. Then he was on top of me, pushing inside in one long deep thrust that made me cry out. The bed was so much softer than my old one at home. He fucke