Mag-log inChapter One Clara sat in the waiting area of the tattoo studio, hands clasped tightly in her lap. She had never done anything like this before. At twenty-eight, she was a quiet accountant who lived a safe, predictable life. But after her breakup six months ago, she wanted something different. Something that felt like hers.The studio was quiet. Soft music played in the background. Claraās heart beat faster when the artist came out from the back room.Ronan was tall and lean, with tattoos covering his arms. His dark hair was a little messy, and his eyes were sharp but kind. He smiled when he saw her.āYou must be Clara,ā he said, voice low and steady. āReady for your first tattoo?āShe nodded, standing up. āYeah. I think so.āHe led her to his station in the back. āFirst time is always a little scary. Weāll take it slow. What are we doing today?āClara showed him the small design on her phone ā a simple crescent moon with delicate stars. āI want it on my wrist. Something small but mea
Two days before the wedding, everything felt like it was about to explode.Claire was running around like a madwoman handling final details, which gave Daniel and Lily dangerous amounts of time alone. Lily had been texting him nonstop: filthy photos, voice notes of her moaning his name, and one message that simply said: āI need you tonightāHe caved.They met at his place after midnight. The second the door closed, Lily was on him. She jumped into his arms, legs wrapping around his waist as they kissed like they were drowning. No teasing this time just pure hunger and lust.āI canāt do it,ā she whispered against his mouth as he carried her to the bedroom. āI canāt watch you marry her.āDaniel froze for a second, but Lily didnāt let him think. She kissed him harder, almost desperately.āIām in love with you,ā she said, voice cracking. āI know itās fucked up, but I am. I donāt want you to marry her. I want you to be mine and just mine aloneāThose words broke something in him.He threw
The wedding was now just ten days away, and the whole thing felt like a ticking bomb.Every planning session, every tasting, every venue visit became another opportunity for them to sneak away and fuck. They were getting reckless and addicted. Daniel knew it. Lily definitely knew it and she was thriving on it.At the cake tasting, while Claire was busy debating flavors with the baker, Lily slipped her hand under the table and stroked Danielās cock through his pants the entire time. She never broke eye contact with her mother, smiling sweetly while her fingers teased him until he was rock hard and leaking.At the rehearsal dinner two nights later, she whispered filthy things in his ear every chance she got.āIām not wearing panties under this dress,ā she breathed while pretending to adjust his tie. āBet you wish you could bend me over right here and right now.āDanielās guilt was eating him alive. Every time he looked at Claire, he felt like shit. But the second he was alone with Lily,
The next few days blurred into a dangerous routine. Claire kept texting how grateful she was that Daniel and Lily were handling so much of the planning. If only she knew.They met at Danielās studio twice that week. Lily showed up both times dressed like she was trying to kill him even though she was trying to. First it was a tight little crop top and a short pleated skirt that barely covered her ass when she bent over. The second time she wore a thin sundress with nothing underneath. He could tell by the way her nipples pressed against the fabric and how freely her tits moved.She kept finding excuses to be alone with him. At the third venue visit, she āaccidentallyā left her phone in his car so they had to drive back together while her mother stayed behind. In the confined space, her hand kept brushing his thigh as she reached for the aux cord.During one late evening session at the studio, they actually talked. Not about centerpieces or lighting, but real shit.āI donāt know⦠Mom a
Chapter 1: The First MeetingDaniel Brooks loosened his tie the moment Claireās car disappeared down the driveway. The house felt different without her in it. Quieter and more dangerous.At forty-eight, heād thought he was past this kind of bullshit. He had the career, the money, the nice watch, and now a woman who actually wanted to marry him. Claire was great, funny, ambitious, easy to be around. But the moment her nineteen-year-old daughter walked into the room, something inside him shifted hard.Lily was trouble wrapped in a white sundress.She had this way of moving like she knew exactly what she was doing to people. Long auburn hair, hazel eyes that didnāt look away when they ought to, and a body that made it impossible to focus on wedding sketches. The dress hugged her chest and flared at her hips, and every time she leaned over the drafting table, it rode up just enough to mess with his head.āMom talks about you all the time,ā Lily said, twirling a pencil between her fingers.
Chapter ThreeThe next morning, sunlight came through the motel curtains. Olivia woke up tangled with Theo, her head on his chest, his arm around her. She could feel his heartbeat under her ear. The rain had stopped, but the air still felt heavy from the storm.Theo stirred and kissed the top of her head. āMorning,ā he said, voice rough. āYou sleep okay?āāBetter than I have in a long time,ā Olivia replied. She looked up at him. āYou?āTheo smiled a little. āBest sleep Iāve had in years. Having you next to me helps.āThey lay there for a while, just talking. Theo ran his fingers up and down her back. āWe need to be smart about this,ā he said. āYour brother is going to lose his mind if he finds out I touched his little sister.āOlivia traced a finger over his chest. āThen we donāt tell him right away. This trip is ours, the rest can wait until we get there.āTheo nodded. āI like that plan.ā His hand slid lower, cupping her ass. āBut right now, Iām thinking about something else.āOlivia
šChapter 1šSister Maria slowly opened her eyes. Her head felt heavy, like it was full of cotton. The room was dimly lit, and she was lying on a soft bed in the private rectory. She tried to move but her body felt weak.The last thing she remembered was being called to Father Dominicās office aft
š Chapter 3 šThe door opened and closed again immediately. Mrs Hayes tried locking the door from inside because it was getting dark already.They stopped for a moment and continued.Lily was still breathing hard, her body pressed against Mr. Hayes in the garage. Cum was slowly dripping down her
šChapter 1šāMr. Hayes, are you okay?āLilyās voice was soft and full of concern as she walked toward him. She had seen the big argument from her bedroom window. She had watched him storm out of the house after fighting with his wife. Now he was sitting alone on the old wooden bench in the corner
šChapter 2šSophie stood frozen in the doorway, her naked body completely still. Her eyes were wide with shock and pain as she stared at the scene in the office. Emma was kneeling behind Mr. Reynolds, the curved black toy still vibrating deep inside his ass. Mr. Reynolds was bent forward slightly







