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Shaun kicks Lester in the side. "Okay, but I want answers as soon as we find clothes." Jon and Shaun look around and finally find some in a storage room. I'm assuming they dressed people up before the bidding because the clothes are a pair of extremely short jean shorts and a tight crop top. I'll be lucky if my breasts don't pop out of that thing. Shaun has Skye go into the storage area and shut the door. Skye was right; I felt no pain when shifting back to human. I quickly get dressed and walk out. Jon looks at me with wide eyes.

My breath came short and broken. Fingers dipped inside me. Shallow. They curled just enough. Then they pulled out. Slick and shining. One woman held them up. “Look how wet she is,” she said. Her voice sounded reverent. “Human cúnt feels different. So soft. So tight.” They laughed quiet. They kept touching. Stroking. Teasing. Mouths moved on my neck. My shoulders. My bréasts. Tongues flicked. Teeth grazed. They always stopped short. Never enough to let me fall.

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

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Made room. Priya changed her shoes for ones she didn’t mind getting damp and went and sat beside her. The garden was small and dark and smelled like wet earth and the neighbor’s jasmine coming over the wall. They sat on the step with their shoulders touching and Priya held Dara’s mug because she didn’t have one and took a sip without asking and handed it back. “Tell me the long story,” Priya said. “The housing situation.” Dara held the mug. “I was living with someone. We broke up. Her flat.” She said it simply. “I knew it was over for a while before it ended. I just…” she paused. “Kept not saying it.”

My voice came out softer than I wanted. “You can.” His hand moved. His fingers brushed over my wrist as he turned the page. It was not an accident. I felt the rough pad of his thumb slide slowly across the inside of my wrist. He left it there for a second longer than he needed to. “But you have to stop being scared of the heat. This story has real heat in it, Lila. Don’t sand it down. Don’t make it polite. Write the dirty truth.”

I fear I might end up strangling her if she suggests something else. I need something to get rid of my pent up frustration though, but no one has caught my eyes yet. I have been keeping my eyes out since we entered the hotel club. The hotel club isn't as rowdy as the normal clubs used to be. It is more quiet, and shouldn't even be called a club at this point. Maybe a bar where people come to talk to their business partners and pick up their one night stands. Most come for the business part but I'm here for both. I just need to find the right person to spend my night with.

The end of the story is not the end of the wanting. I still work late. I still stay until the floor empties. I still feel my pulse quicken when I hear the soft hum of the copy machine down the hall. And every single time I walk into that small room to print a document I remember the exact moment Nathan first pushed inside me, the exact stretch, the exact heat, the exact way the world narrowed to the two of us and the risk and the wet sounds of him fucking me where anyone could have walked in. I remember the security guard. I remember Claire’s knowing smile. I remember Richard Vaughn’s carefully blank expression as he set the documents down and walked away. I remember every near-miss, every c

Especially Jake and Tyler. They were the closest to my brother. They were also the ones who gave me wet dreams. I noticed the way their gazes lingered on my legs whenever I wore shorts, the way they intentionally brushed past me whenever we passed each other in the kitchen. The tension was electric and I didn't know what to do with all that without seeming desperate. So like the normal person I was, I found solace in watching p**n. It was my guilty pleasure that no one knew about. And I didn't intend to let anyone know that I got myself off by watching other people getting fucked.

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