LOGINTwo 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 Two šTheo 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.āFuck, Olivia,ā Theo muttered against her lips, voice low and rough. āYou have no idea how long Iāve wanted this.āOlivia smiled against his mouth. āThen stop talking and show me.āTheo 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 wasnāt gentle, but he wasnāt rough either ā just sure, like he knew exactly what he wanted.āYouāre trouble,ā he said, pulling her shirt off. āAlways have been.āOlivia laughed softly and tugged at his shirt. āYou like trouble.āāI do, tonight.ā He tossed his shirt aside and looked at her, eyes dark. āAre you
šŗChapter One šŗLila parked her old truck in front of the cabin and sat there for a minute with her hands still on the wheel. The place looked exactly like she remembered from her last visit years ago. Weathered logs, wide front porch, tall pines crowding in close. Coming back after her grandmothe
š„¶Chapter Twoš„¶The second Rowan's fingers brushed her jaw, everything broke loose. He pulled Sophia in hard, kissing her like a man who'd been starving for it. No soft start, just hungry mouths crashing together, his tongue sliding against hers, tasting of coffee and that sharp edge of frustration
šChapter 3 šVesperian 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.
šChapter 1š 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. Derekās car was parked outside, so I knew he was home. I was looking forward to a







