登入My Husband’s Older Brother (6) MARIANNEThe secret was getting harder to hide. Every time Ethan smiled at me, a sharp pain hit my chest. He still treated me with the same gentle care — bringing me coffee in the morning, asking how I slept but my mind and body had already shifted. Gavin filled my thoughts from the moment I woke up. I caught myself staring at the guest room door, remembering how it felt when he was deep inside me. The ache between my legs never fully went away now. It was always there, waiting for his touch.On Saturday Ethan had to go into the office again for a few hours. As soon as his car left the driveway, Gavin came down the stairs. He didn’t say anything at first. He just walked straight to me in the kitchen, grabbed my waist, and lifted me onto the counter. His kiss was urgent, almost angry with need.“I’ve been thinking about this all morning,” he said, his voice low and rough. His hands pushed my dress up and pulled my panties down in one quick move. He sprea
My Husband’s Older Brother (5) MARIANNEThe guilt sat heavy in my chest. I still cared for Ethan — he was kind and a good husband but Gavin woke up a wild part of me I never knew was there. My body now craved him all the time and it scared me how much I needed his touch.Some hours later, the rain began to pour nonstop making the power go out in the afternoon. Everything went dark and quiet except for the loud rain pouring on the roof. Later Ethan called from work. “The power might stay out for hours. I have to finish this report. Don’t wait up.”My heart raced with excitement as I heard those words . If he wasn't coming soon, that created more time for Gavin and I. Gavin came down with a flashlight, his shirt wet and sticking to his muscles. “It’s just us now,” he said and I smiled. We lit candles in the living room. For the first time we talked instead of rushing things. He told me his marriage ended because he was wanting too much and being too rough and hungry. “You don’t run
My Husband’s Older Brother (4) MARIANNEThe next two days passed in a blur of secret touches and stolen moments. Gavin’s marks on my neck were fading, but the ones on my thighs stayed hidden under my clothes. Every time I moved, I felt them and remembered how he held me down. I tried to act normal around Ethan, but my mind was always on his brother. Even when I washed clothes or cooked meals, my body felt restless, like it was calling for Gavin.On Thursday, Ethan left for a full day at the office. Gavin came into the kitchen while I was making a shopping list. “I need a few things from the store,” I said. “Want to come with me?”He looked at me with that same dark hunger. “Yeah. Let’s go.”We drove in his big truck and as soon as we left our street, his hand landed on my thigh, squeezing it hard. “Pull your dress up,” he told me.I looked around nervously, but the road was quiet so I lifted the hem and his fingers slid under my panties right away. He rubbed me while he drove, his ey
My Husband’s Older Brother (3) MARIANNEThe rest of that day felt awkward and I continued to clean the kitchen again and again, trying to forget Gavin’s fingers inside me. But my body wouldn’t let me. Every step reminded me of the wetness between my legs and the ache he left behind. I felt guilty, dirty even, but it also made my heart beat faster.Ethan came home right on time, smiling like always. He kissed my cheek and asked about my day. I lied smoothly. “Just normal housework.” Inside, I was shaking while Gavin sat at the dinner table like nothing happened, his eyes kept finding me. When Ethan looked away, Gavin stared at my breasts, then lower, like he already owned me.I squeezed my thighs together under the table. My mind kept replaying how he touched me, how he called me a good girl. Ethan talked about work and I nodded, but I was really thinking about Gavin’s hot body and deep voice that made me lose control whenever he gave a command. That night I lay next to Ethan, wide a
My Husband's Older Brother (2)MARIANNEThe first few days with Gavin in the house felt strange. Even when I tried to act normal, I wasn't feeling the same between my legs. I woke up early, made breakfast for everyone, and cleaned the kitchen. Ethan left for work at the same time as always. He kissed my cheek and said he would be back late. I smiled and told him to have a good day but my mind was not on Ethan. It was on Gavin.Gavin stayed in the guest room upstairs. He woke up early too. I heard him moving around. He came down wearing a tight black shirt that showed his muscular arms. He looked at me in the kitchen and nodded. “Morning, Marianne.”“Morning,” I said softly, my voice sounding small. I poured him coffee without being asked and as hetook the cup, his fingers brushed mine. That small touch made my skin feel hot. I pulled my hand back fast smiling awkwardly.Ethan was already gone and it was just me and Gavin in the house. He sat at the table and watched me move around the
My Husband's Older Brother (1)MARIANNEI was married to Ethan and he was a very kind man who never raised his voice at me and provided for the family. He never raised his voice at me and always helped with small things around the house like washing dishes or taking out the trash. He worked at an office job and came home at the same time every day. People said I was lucky to have him. But deep inside, I felt something was missing.Ethan was gentle in everything. He kissed me softly. He touched me carefully but at night, when we were together, it was always the same. He finished fast and then fell asleep while I lay there feeling empty. I wanted more, I wanted to feel wanted, wanted to feel alive. But I never told him. Whenever he asked what was wrong I would take a smile and brush it over with a joke.This wasn't the sex life I wanted, I didn't want a husband who wouldn't touch me well and only fuck me for just a few minutes. No! I wanted someone who wouldn't stop until I'm breathless
Dangerous Daddy (1)HARPERI have never been the quiet type. People call me trouble but I call it living. At 20 years old, I was always getting into fights, running from bad people, and doing things my mother hated. She always shouted at me, “You are just like your useless father!” But I didn’t car
ELENA I was completely wrecked. My body felt used in the best and worst ways possible. My pussy was swollen and tender, still leaking Salvatore's thick cum from the night before and the quick morning fuck he’d given me in the shower. My neck and breasts were covered in dark hickeys and bite marks
2~♠ GOOD LITTLE WHORE, USE YOUR TONGUEELENA When we arrived, I couldn’t help but gasp. The penthouse was fucking insane with all the dark glass, black marble, and city lights sparkling like diamonds from far below. Salvatore didn’t say a word the whole ride up in the private elevator. He just ke
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