LOGINThe 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
šChapter One šOlivia 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 brotherās 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.āYou hungry yet?ā Theo asked after a while.āA little,ā Olivia said. āWe can stop whenever you want.āThey 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.āSo why the big move?ā Theo asked, stirring sugar into his coffee.Olivia shrugged. āNeeded 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.āTheo nodded. āSorry about the breakup. Thatās n
šChapter ThreešMorning light slowly filtered into the archive room through the small high windows. Grace woke up with her head on Milesā 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 hadnāt seen on him before. āHey,ā he said quietly, brushing hair from her face. āYou okay?āāVery okay,ā Grace replied, tracing a finger along his jaw. āHow about you? No more panic?āHe shook his head. āNot with you here. Last night⦠you helped me more than you know.ā He kissed her forehead. āThank you for staying close. For not making me feel weak.āāYouāre not weak,ā she said firmly. āYou went through something horrible. Anyone would struggle with that.ā She paused, then added softly, āIām glad I was the one who was here with you
š¦Chapter 1š¦The bedroom door swung open without a knock. Jake stood there, frozen, keys still in his hand from practice. His eyes locked onto the bed where his stepmom, Laura, lay with her legs spread wide. Her night gown was pushed up to her waist. One hand pinched her hard nipple while the othe
šChapter 3šRyanās cock was still buried deep inside me. We both froze, staring at each other in the bathroom mirror. Momās voice came again from right outside the door, soft but clear.āSophie? Honey, are you okay? I need the lotion from the cabinet. My hands are so dry from that cake.āMy heart
šChapter 2šRyan didnāt waste the small chance we had. The second Momās footsteps faded toward the kitchen, he pulled out of me just long enough to turn me around and lift me onto the hallway table. My ass cheeks sat right on the edge, legs spread wide around his hips. He looked at me with those
šChapter 1šMy back hit against the hallway wall so hard a picture frame fell beside my head. Ryanās big hand gripped my mouth tightly before I could even gasp. His eyes were wild, dark with that dangerous hunger I knew too well. His other hand was already pulling my loose shorts down my thighs,







