LOGIN“Sophia, you’ve been quiet all morning. What’s going on in that head of yours?” Victor asked, his voice low as he handed her a fresh cup of coffee on the balcony.She took the mug, avoiding his eyes. “Nothing. Just tired. Mark had a rough night again. Kept waking up.”Victor sat down across from her, his sweatpants riding low. The morning sun highlighted the stubble on his jaw. “He’s improving though. He ate more breakfast today. Said he might even try walking around the room later.”“Yeah, that’s good,” Sophia replied, sipping the hot coffee. “He told me to go enjoy the pool or something. Didn’t want me stuck inside all day like yesterday..”Victor leaned forward, elbows on the table. “Smart man. So what are we doing? Going to the pool? Beach? Or you want me to take you into town for a bit?”She set the cup down hard. “Victor, last night… we almost kissed. With my husband literally ten feet away. That can’t happen again.”He didn’t blink. “But it almost did. And you didn’t stop me. Y
“Morning. How’s the patient?” Victor’s deep voice was heard from the balcony as Sophia stepped out of the bedroom, rubbing sleep from her eyes.She pulled her thin robe tighter around her body. “Still sleeping. He woke up once around three for more meds, but he looks a bit better. Thanks for the water you left out last night.”Victor sat at the small balcony table with a cup of coffee, wearing the same black t-shirt from yesterday and gray sweatpants that hung low on his hips. His hair was messy from the couch. “Good. I ordered breakfast while you were asleep. Figured you’d be hungry after yesterday. Eggs, fruit, toast. Come eat before it gets cold.”Sophia sat down across from him, the ocean sparkling bright blue behind him. “You didn’t have to do that. I could’ve handled it.”“Yeah, well, I’m here so you don’t have to handle everything alone,” Victor said, pushing a plate toward her. “Mark’s lucky. Most new husbands would be panicking. You’re holding it together.”She took a bite of
“Sophia? You in there? Open up, it’s Victor.”Sophia felt her heart skip, with a damp cloth in her hand, then hurried to the door of the honeymoon suite. She cracked it open, and there he was, Mark’s older brother, looking travel-worn in a black t-shirt and jeans, duffel bag slung over one shoulder.“Victor? What are you doing here?” she asked, keeping her voice low. “Mark didn’t say anything about you coming.”Victor raised an eyebrow, his deep voice rumbling. “Yeah, well, he called Mom this afternoon sounding like death. She panicked and basically ordered me to get on the next flight. She said somebody needed to make sure you two didn’t waste the whole expensive honeymoon. You gonna let me in or what?”She stepped aside quickly. “Sorry, come in. He’s sleeping right now. The doctor said it’s just a bad stomach bug, but he’s been throwing up most of the day.”Victor walked past her, his arm brushing hers. He dropped the bag by the couch and glanced toward the king bed where Mark lay c
Lila returned to the office the next day with a secret burning inside her. The trip with Julian had changed everything. She could still feel him inside her, his cum leaking from her pussy as they drove back. She sat at her desk, trying to focus on her emails, but her mind kept drifting to the hotel room, to the way he had fucked her on the table, on the bed, against the wall.Julian walked past her desk in the morning. He looked professional in his suit, but his eyes lingered on her a second too long. “Good morning, Lila. How was the rest of your trip?”“Good,” she said, her voice steady. “Productive.”He smiled slightly. “We should review the notes later. In my office at 4 PM.”Lila nodded. “Okay.”That day, every time she saw Julian in the hallway or in a meeting, her body reacted. Her nipples hardened. Her pussy grew wet. She crossed her legs under her desk, trying to ignore it.At 4 PM, she walked into his office. Julian closed the door and locked it. He pulled the blinds down.“C
Lila woke up the next morning to the sound of Julian’s breathing. She was lying in his arms, her naked body pressed against his. The hotel room was quiet except for the soft hum of the air conditioner. Julian’s hand rested on her waist, warm and heavy. His cum was still leaking from her pussy onto the sheets.She lay there for a moment, feeling the weight of what they had done. Her body ached in the best way. Her nipples were still sensitive from his mouth. Her pussy felt swollen and used. She had never been fucked like that before.Julian stirred behind her. His hand slid up to cup her breast. He squeezed it gently, his thumb brushing over her hard nipple.“Good morning,” he murmured, his voice rough with sleep.Lila shivered at his touch. “Morning.”He kissed her neck, his lips soft and warm. “Last night was incredible. You felt so good.”Lila turned in his arms to face him. “It was. But we have the meeting today. We have to be professional.”Julian smiled and kissed her. His hand s
Lila stood beside Julian at the front desk, her bag hanging from her shoulder. The receptionist smiled politely as she checked the computer.“I am sorry,” the receptionist said. “We only have one room left, though with two beds. The conference has the hotel fully booked.”Lila felt her stomach drop. She glanced at Julian. He looked calm, but his jaw was tight.“We will take it,” Julian said. He handed over his credit card.The receptionist gave them the key cards. “Room 412. Have a good stay.”They walked to the elevator in silence. The hallway was quiet. The elevator doors closed, and they stood side by side. The small space felt even smaller now.The elevator dinged on the fourth floor. They walked down the hallway. Julian opened the door to room 412. And they walked in.Lila stood in the hotel room, her bag still on the floor. The single room with two beds felt smaller than it should. Julian closed the door behind them and locked it. The sound of the lock clicking made Lila’s hear
The next morning, sunlight filled the therapy room. Dr. Marcus Vale stood in a white polo shirt and dark sweatpants. Elena lay on the wide therapy table wearing only a thin sports bra and tiny black shorts. Her heart beat fast as she watched him prepare.“Today we focus on range of motion and muscl
Elena Hart stared at the large modern mansion as the car pulled up the long driveway. It was more like a private hospital than a house. Dr. Marcus Vale’s personal residence and home clinic stood surrounded by tall trees and high walls. At twenty-two, Elena was still recovering from a serious car ac
Two weeks after the Miami trip, Damien invited Sophia to his private lakeside villa for the weekend. His wife was in Europe for a fashion event. Sophia arrived Friday evening, excited and already wet from the drive.Damien greeted her at the door with a deep, possessive kiss. He pushed her against
The cool night breeze brushed across their skin as Damien carried Sophia onto the private balcony. Far below, the dark ocean stretched endlessly, while city lights twinkled from the surrounding hotels. Anyone with binoculars could easily see them if they looked up. He set her down on the wide marbl







