LOGINIntense pleasure Jae's pov He hit that spot again, harder this time, and my vision whited out. My hips bucked off the bed, seeking more of that friction, more of that blinding pressure."Sebastian, please," I gasped, not even sure what I was begging for. "I... I need...""I know," he soothed, his voice thick with desire. He scissored his fingers, stretching me wide, curling them relentlessly against my prostate. "You're ready. You're opening up so beautifully for me."He pulled his fingers free slowly, leaving me feeling suddenly empty, aching to be filled again. The loss made a whine catch in my throat, embarrassingly needy.Sebastian smiled, a dark, hungry look that made my stomach flip. He grabbed the pillow from beside my head."Lift your hips," he commanded softly.I obeyed immediately, lifting my butt off the mattress. He slid the pillow under my lower back, elevating me, tilting my hips up to give him better access. The position left me feeling even more exposed, more open, b
Feels real He took me higher and higher, expertly reading every twitch of my hips, every broken gasp that fell from my lips. He knew exactly when to speed up, sending me hurtling toward the edge, and when to slow down, keeping me suspended in that agonizing, blissful limbo. He was playing my body like an instrument, and I was completely at his mercy.I could feel the pressure building low in my spine, a tight coil of heat that demanded release. My breathing turned ragged, my thighs trembling uncontrollably."Sebastian," I gasped, my fingers tightening in his hair, trying to pull him back. "I'm... I'm close."He didn't pull away. Instead, he moaned around me, the vibration pushing me right to the brink, and then he swallowed me down to the hilt, his throat constricting around the tip."Sebastian, I'm gonna–"He hummed his approval, his hand gripping my hip harder, holding me in place as the pleasure spiked and shattered. I cried out, my back bowing off the mattress as I came, spilling
I've got you He was wearing briefs, the black fabric doing nothing to hide his erection. My eyes were drawn to it, a mix of nerves and anticipation twisting in my stomach.He stepped closer, closing the distance between us, and the heat radiating from his body was intoxicating. He took my face in his hands, tilting my head up to look at him."Are you still with me?" he asked softly."Yes," I whispered, my voice trembling slightly. "I'm with you.""Good." He lowered his head, his lips brushing against mine, softly at first, then deeper, with a growing hunger that made my head spin. His hands slid down my back, pulling me flush against him, skin to skin. The feeling was electric. He was warm and hard and everywhere.He walked me backward until my legs hit the edge of the bed. He eased me down onto the mattress, the sheets cool against my back. He followed me down, settling between my legs but keeping his weight on his elbows so he wouldn't crush me."Relax," he murmured against my lips
First TimeJae's POVThe drive to Sebastian's apartment was a blur.I don't remember how long it took. I don't remember the streets we passed. I just remember his hand on my thigh, warm and heavy, and the way he kept glancing at me like he couldn't believe I was there.My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears.He pulled into a parking garage. The underground kind with low lights and concrete walls. He parked and cut the engine.Neither of us moved.I looked at him. He was staring straight ahead, his hands still on the steering wheel."Jae," he said. His voice was rough. "If you want to stop, if you want to go home, just tell me. I won't be mad. I won't push."I reached over and touched his face. "I don't want to stop."He turned to look at me. His eyes searched mine."Are you sure?""I've never been more sure of anything."He leaned in and kissed me. Soft. Gentle. Like he was asking permission one more time.I kissed him back.We got out of the car. He took my hand. Hi
I Was LyingJae's POVThe dining room was silent after my outburst.I'd said too much already.Then Sebastian spoke."Dinner's over. I'm heading back."My mom blinked. "You're not sleeping over?""I'd rather not.""Sebastian—""Please." He cut her off. "We've had enough family time."My mom opened her mouth to argue. But Archer put a hand on her arm."Let them go. They're adults."I stood up. My legs felt shaky. "This is the first time I'll be asking for a favour, stepbrother. Mind dropping me off at the nearest stop?""Don't be ridiculous," my mom said. "You can stay over.""I don't want to—""Jae." Sebastian's voice was firm. "I'll drive you."We walked out together. The cold air hit my face. I breathed it in, trying to steady myself.Sebastian didn't speak. He just walked to his car and unlocked the doors.I got in. The leather seat was cold. I stared out the window, feeling the weight of everything pressing down on me.Sebastian got in and started the engine. We pulled out of the
Under the TableJae's POVThe storage room moment stayed with me for days.I couldn't stop thinking about it. The way Sebastian had looked at me. The way his hand had touched mine. The way he'd said "I want you" as it cost him something to admit it.He didn't really ignore me like before. On days he couldn't stop to say hi, he texted instead. Just small things. You okay? Did you eat? Thinking about you.But he still had Val hanging off his arm. I still went to my shifts at Bar Solace and pretended I was fine.I told myself I didn't care if he was still with Val. We hadn't come to an understanding of what was going on yet. We hadn't defined anything. He said he wanted me, but what did that even mean?I was lying.I cared. I cared a lot.Then Archer's text came.I was in my apartment, staring at my phone, when the message popped up.Family dinner. Saturday. 7pm. Don't be late.I stared at the screen. Family dinner? I couldn't remember the last time I'd been to the Vaughn mansion. Not si
The lights were still burning on my skin when I walked off the stage. My hands were shaking, not from nerves this time but from something else like adrenaline or the way those old men looked at me like I was a piece of meat, so I grabbed the cash off the edge of the stage — maybe fifty dollars this
What did I just do? What did I let him do? What does this even make me?I don't know. I don't know anything anymore.♡♡♡An hour later my phone buzzed.Sebastian: Behind the gym. Now.I typed back: Why?Sebastian: Just come. I stared at it. I should have ignored it. Should have thrown my phone at th
I couldn't sleep all night.I lay on that mattress with the ceiling staring back at me, replaying every word Sebastian said.I must have checked my phone a hundred times. No texts from him. No damn explanation.By the time the sun came up, I had made two decisions.One: I was going to school. First
"I will take you home. You're badly injured."I pushed myself up from the pavement I'd been sitting on. Everywhere in my body hurt… my ribs, my elbow, my fucking soul… and I hated that Sebastian seemed to have noticed all of it."What were you doing out here?" I asked. "Following me?""I was leavin







