Romans & histoires Secret Crush

Vince asks as Lester gives him a cheeky grin. “Something my assistant is going to help me with” Lester smiles. “This is top secret; you can’t even tell Tiffany what we are about to do” he adds, opening the envelope and pulling out the piece of paper inside to reveal its contents. Vince’s eyes grow wide when he reads what was on the paper. “What do you need me to do?” he asks, smiling he gets to help Lester with revealing the sex of the baby.

“Besides the exclusive on taking down a centuries-old cult? You get to steal something from mustard man.” Now she had Linda’s full attention. “Steal something?” Linda’s grin was back, and this time it was wicked. “What are we talking about? His dignity? His lunch money?” “A club card,” Leila said. “The kind that grants you access to some real secret meetings. The Rulers, Linda. You want in? This is your ticket.” Linda whistled low, glancing around the café like she was already picturing herself waltzing into one of those meetings. “Alright, kid. You’ve got yourself a deal.”

Her emotions obfuscated her so much, she felt like she'd explode soon if she kept it all to herself. ----- Matthew grumbled in annoyance when he walked into his office and was met with both Betas. He glared at the female. "You're still here?" "I'm not leaving until you tell me what you are," She replied, leaning back in her chair. "Your mate is quite cute. Madeline, is that her name?" "... My mate?" "The way you looked at her made it so obvious. Your mood instantly changed when she walked in." A sinking feeling formed in the pit of his stomach; all his deepest secrets were being divulged before him. "She's a smart one." Her brains must be why the Pack had chosen her as their second in comman

Families, after all, have their own quarrels, don't they? "Well, we're hoping you'll keep it a secret as well." “We don't want others to know about it," Clyde replied solemnly, but he simply did not want others to know that his false girlfriend was his sister. Tristan and his team simply nodded thoughtfully. If they are truly secretive about it, she was perplexed. Even if they're whispering, they're in the cafeteria, so maybe no one is listening in. "You can count on me, Cristine," Hannah stated solemnly, nodding to her as if it were a life or death situation. Cristine was bewildered by the situation. It was, nevertheless, quite amusing.

Seb finally says. "Name it." I swallow. "You play Cold Secrets with me." *** Cold Secrets. The sadistic game that Seb invented when we were kids, in one of our almost daily trips to the 7/11 near our school. The rules are simple. We each drink a Slurpee and try to stop a brain freeze and whoever’s unsuccessful at it tells the other person a secret. The first time I played it, my migraine didn't stop for days and I vowed to never let him talk me into it again. Obviously, since I just agreed at doing it with him again now, I have failed my past self.

I go into the panic room and shut the door. I hear the office door open, and the three men begin to go through the office. "Where is she?" Mr. David calls out in anger. I am not sure I can trust him, either. I open the floor of the panic room, revealing the safe. I put the key into the safe and open it. I reach in and pull out a bag of money, a new ID for me, and a credit card. I have a feeling I might be on the run for a while.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

She leaned down and kissed my forehead, then finally turned and left, the door clicking shut softly behind her. Her footsteps faded down the hallway toward the stairs. The closet door flew open almost instantly. Julian stepped out first, eyes blazing with raw, adrenaline-fueled lust. “That was way too fucking close, princess.” He ripped the sheet off my body in one swift motion, exposing my cum-covered skin to the cool air. “Look at you… still leaking everywhere. Such a dirty little secret.” Oliver emerged right behind him, cock rock hard again and already leaking. “Hearing you lie straight to her face while our loads are dripping out of your tight pussy… I’m throbbing, Leena.”

> Lucien (soft): “You’re my constant.” She kissed him softly an affirmation, a lifeline. > Sera: “Whatever comes next, I cross fires with you.” Meanwhile in Berlin, Maple and Henry Sr. moved through a cold storage vault. Frosted servers lined the walls, deep-farm codes humming. Henry Sr. slid a universal decryptor into a port. > Henry Sr.: “We’re live.” Suddenly, masked operatives burst in, flashbangs detonated. Maple hit the floor, ears ringing. > Maple (groggy): “They’ve got tags… state-backed.”

Belinda's heart was already pounding, afraid that their relationship would be exposed just because her husband was being reckless on campus. “After Isabella’s class, do you still have classes?” "Today, it just so happens that your class and Isabella's are in. Can't wait to see me working in your office again?" Belinda winked cutely. "I'd rather ask for your help. I really need you on a secret mission at the office later." “What secret mission? Am I a secret agent like in the movies?” Brandon laughed in amusement at his wife's innocence, making him even more excited. "Today I have to catch Celine. I won't let her stay in my office any longer."