LOGINChapter 1: The First MeetingDaniel Brooks loosened his tie the moment Claireâs car disappeared down the driveway. The house felt different without her in it. Quieter and more dangerous.At forty-eight, heâd 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 didnât 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.âMom talks about you all the time,â 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. âMorning,â he said, voice rough. âYou sleep okay?ââBetter than I have in a long time,â Olivia replied. She looked up at him. âYou?âTheo smiled a little. âBest sleep Iâve had in years. Having you next to me helps.âThey lay there for a while, just talking. Theo ran his fingers up and down her back. âWe need to be smart about this,â he said. âYour brother is going to lose his mind if he finds out I touched his little sister.âOlivia traced a finger over his chest. âThen we donât tell him right away. This trip is ours, the rest can wait until we get there.âTheo nodded. âI like that plan.â His hand slid lower, cupping her ass. âBut right now, Iâm thinking about something else.âOlivia
đChapter Two đTheo kissed Olivia like he had been holding back for years. His mouth was firm and hungry, one hand cupping the back of her head while the other pulled her body tight against his. Olivia kissed him back just as hard, her fingers digging into his shoulders. The rain pounded on the motel roof, but the only thing that mattered was the heat between them.âFuck, Olivia,â Theo muttered against her lips, voice low and rough. âYou have no idea how long Iâve wanted this.âOlivia smiled against his mouth. âThen stop talking and show me.âTheo made a low sound and lifted her onto the bed. He came down on top of her, kissing her deeply while his hands moved over her body. He wasnât gentle, but he wasnât rough either â just sure, like he knew exactly what he wanted.âYouâre trouble,â he said, pulling her shirt off. âAlways have been.âOlivia laughed softly and tugged at his shirt. âYou like trouble.ââI do, tonight.â He tossed his shirt aside and looked at her, eyes dark. âAre you
đChapter One đOlivia stared out the window as the highway stretched ahead. Flat land, billboards, and the occasional truck stop. She had been in this passenger seat for hours already, and they still had days left on the road.Theo kept his eyes on the road, one hand on the wheel. He was quiet like always. Her brotherâs best friend, the guy who fixed cars and rarely said more than he needed to. Now he was stuck driving her across the country because her brother had asked him to.âYou hungry yet?â Theo asked after a while.âA little,â Olivia said. âWe can stop whenever you want.âThey pulled into a small diner off the next exit. They sat across from each other in a booth, the waitress brought coffee and took their orders.âSo why the big move?â Theo asked, stirring sugar into his coffee.Olivia shrugged. âNeeded a change. My ex and I broke up six months ago. The same city felt too small, got a better job offer out west, so here we are.âTheo nodded. âSorry about the breakup. Thatâs n
đChapter ThreeđMorning light slowly filtered into the archive room through the small high windows. Grace woke up with her head on Milesâ chest, his arm wrapped securely around her. Their clothes were scattered on the floor around the old leather couch. She could still feel the pleasant ache from the night before, but it was the kind of ache that made her smile.Miles stirred when she moved. He opened his eyes and looked at her with a soft expression she hadnât seen on him before. âHey,â he said quietly, brushing hair from her face. âYou okay?ââVery okay,â Grace replied, tracing a finger along his jaw. âHow about you? No more panic?âHe shook his head. âNot with you here. Last night⌠you helped me more than you know.â He kissed her forehead. âThank you for staying close. For not making me feel weak.ââYouâre not weak,â she said firmly. âYou went through something horrible. Anyone would struggle with that.â She paused, then added softly, âIâm glad I was the one who was here with you
Chapter Two Miles pulled back from the kiss, his forehead still resting against Graceâs. His breathing was shaky, but not from panic anymore. âIâm sorry,â he whispered. âI didnât mean to⌠I justâŚââDonât apologize,â Grace said softly. She kept her arms around his waist, not ready to let go. âI wanted that too. For a while now, actually.âIn the complete darkness, every sound felt louder; the soft rustle of their clothes, their breathing, the distant hum of the old building. Milesâ hand stayed gentle on her cheek, his thumb brushing her skin like she was something fragile.âYouâre sure?â he asked, voice low and careful. âI donât want to take advantage of the situation. Weâre stuck here and Iâm⌠Iâm a mess tonight.âGrace smiled even though he couldnât see it. âYouâre not a mess. Youâre human and yes, Iâm sure.â She leaned in and kissed him again, slower this time, letting him feel that she meant it.Miles made a soft sound in his throat and kissed her back. His hands moved carefully â
đChapter 3 đVesperian kept thrusting into Liora from behind, his cock was buried deep inside her. She was still shaking from her first orgasm, her face pressed into the black silk sheets. Every deep stroke made her moan softly. Her body was sore, but the pleasure was stronger than the pain now.
đChapter 3 đ“Fuck, she’s tight,” Jax groaned, gripping my hips tighter.I pushed back against him, taking him deeper. The pleasure hit me fast and strong. I moaned louder, not caring how it sounded. Tyler moved in front of me and push
đChapter 1đ I pushed the front door open and stepped inside, my shoulders heavy from another long day. The apartment was quiet at first. I kicked off my heels, dropped my bag on the couch, and let out a tired sigh. Derekâs car was parked outside, so I knew he was home. I was looking forward to a
đŚChapter 6 đŚLiliana woke up later in the evening. The room was dark except for the soft glow of a lamp in the corner. Her head felt heavy from crying and the hangover. For a moment, she didnât remember where she was. Then everything came back â her motherâs death, the fight with Reign, running a







