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Fuck Me, Father, For I Have Sinned (Part 1)
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2026-05-16 05:55:32
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TWISTED ECSTASY Scent Of Sin (Part 1)
Seven years with Jett, and I've accepted that sex with him is just... okay. He climbs on top, does his thing, mutters, “You're so hot,” like he's reading from a script, then checks his phone right after. I smile, tell him it was great, and spend the rest of the night staring at the ceiling, wondering why my body keeps craving something that actually consumes me. I never told him about the quiet thoughts I have about women. I barely admitted them to myself.Until her.Madame Vivienne Laurent.She's the French perfumer who recently arrived at the fragrance company. Piercing blue eyes and a voice that makes every sentence sound like a secret. She's one of the greatest noses alive. Legend says she can identify thousands of individual scent molecules. Everyone in the lab whispers about her. Everyone knows she only sleeps with women.A few days ago, she pulled me aside after a team meeting and told me she had a new project. Something that's never been done before. She needed one willing tes
TWISTED ECSTASY Safe House, Unsafe Holes (Part 4)
RHYSKnocks come again, louder this time. I feel that familiar shift in my body, the survival instinct that has kept me alive when everyone around me waited for me to slip up. Camilla stands beside me, her small pistol steady in her hand. She gives me a quick nod. There is no panic in her eyes, only that sharp, focused stare I have grown to respect.With my Glock hidden behind my leg, I ease the door open.The man standing there wears a wrinkled suit, a detective's badge clipped to his belt. He raises both hands, palms open, trying to appear nonthreatening.“Easy, Wilder. I'm Detective Ramirez,” he says. “I just want to talk. No need for this to get ugly.”I do not lower my gun. “You can talk from right there.”He glances past me at Camilla before looking back at me. “Your handler sent me,” he continues. “He says things have gotten... complicated. He wants you to come in quietly. Both of you. He thinks we can still fix this without more bodies dropping.”Camilla steps forward. “My fa
TWISTED ECSTASY Safe House, Unsafe Holes (Part 3)
We stay on the couch after I show him the files. Naked, our skin still warm from what we did earlier, our laptops open in front of us. Rhys sits with one arm draped along the back of the couch, his tattooed fingers occasionally brushing my shoulder while I work. The shattered badge on his chest catches the lamplight whenever he leans forward to point at something on the screen.I pull up more decrypted layers, cross-referencing timestamps and account numbers. The deeper we dig, the worse it looks. Rhys says nothing, absorbing everything, but I can feel the tension building in his body like a storm gathering force.“You really think your father is this deep in it?” he asks as I scroll through another chain of messages.“I don't think about it anymore. I know it.” I highlight a transfer record and zoom in so he can see the details. “This payment goes through an account he has full access to. It happens a few days after you send your last report from inside the task force. The timing isn
TWISTED ECSTASY Safe House, Unsafe Holes (Part 2)
CAMILLA My tires crunch over the gravel as I kill the engine a good distance away and cover the rest of the path on foot. My laptop bag hangs from one shoulder, a small toolkit gripped in my hand. With every step, yesterday's fuck replays in my head. The way Rhys Wilder took me on that kitchen table. The way I let him. What's even crazier is that I wanted it. I shouldn’t be going back this soon. The excuse about removing the tracker is flimsy, but my father bought it without blinking. He still thinks I’m just the reliable cryptographer daughter who follows orders and keeps her questions to herself. He has no idea how many of his files I’ve cracked. Rhys didn’t end up in the shack by accident. He was deep undercover in the Coastal Task Force, a special unit that was supposed to dismantle smuggling rings moving everything from drugs to stolen weapons along this stretch of coastline. Turns out the unit itself was rotten. Rhys started feeding evidence up the chain: recordings, finan
TWISTED ECSTASY Safe House, Unsafe Holes (Part 1)
RHYS Rain pounds the roof as though it holds a personal grudge. I stand at the window with the lights off, the Glock heavy in my hand, watching the driveway through a narrow gap in the blinds. Nine days in this godforsaken coastal shack, and every shadow feels like the end. My body aches from sleeping on the floor. My thoughts never stop circling. One wrong move, and I'm dead. Headlights pierce the downpour. A single vehicle. My pulse quickens. I rack the slide, press my back to the wall beside the door, and wait. The engine dies. A door slams. Footsteps splash through puddles, followed by a sharp knock that rattles the frame. “Open the damn door, Wilder. It's me.” A woman's voice. Low, irritated, familiar enough to make my shoulders loosen a fraction. I crack the door, gun still raised. She stands there soaked to the bone, hair plastered to her face, a white shirt molded to every curve, black jeans streaked with mud around the knees. Camilla Duvall. The handler's daughter.
TWISTED ECSTASY Pollen Orgy (Part 3)
The glowing core swallows us whole.There is no pain, only a rush of liquid heat pouring over every inch of our skin like molten honey. Tendrils draw us deeper, five bodies tumbling together into a chamber of pulsing golden walls that breathe with us. The opening seals shut behind us, and the outside world disappears. No jungle sounds. No distant rustle of leaves. Only the wet heartbeat of the entity and the slick glide of our limbs tangling in the warm, viscous fluid filling the chamber.I gasp, or try to, but the air itself is thick with nectar. Every breath floods my lungs with sweet, mind-melting pollen. My doubled cocks, still throbbing from the frenzy, brush someone's thigh, Becky's, I think, or maybe Giselle's, and the contact sends sparks racing through the shared circuit we've forged.“Fuck... it's everywhere,” Zayn groans, his voice vibrating through my chest. We're crushed so close I feel his heart hammering in perfect sync with mine. Every trace of his usual command has un
TWISTED ECSTASY Caught Wet-Handed (Part 2)
My legs feel like they belong to someone else as I step out from behind the curtains. My hand is still sticky, my panties soaked, and my skirt probably wrinkled from where I was grinding against my own fingers. Lucas and Theo are looking right at me. Lucas hasn’t even pulled out of Theo yet. They’r
TWISTED ECSTASY Caught Wet-Handed (Part 1)
For the past three months I’ve been living at Vale Manor, sorting through the private library collection for Lucas and his partner. The job came through a university contact, and I jumped at it. Quiet work, beautiful old house, good pay. What I didn’t plan on was them. They’ve been together for ye
TWISTED ECSTASY Dripping For The Enemy (Part 4)
I reach for his belt, fingers clumsy with need, but Damien catches my wrists and pins them above my head with one hand. His eyes fix on mine, smoldering and commanding.“Not yet,” he rasps. “You said every inch. Show me how bad you want it, Elena. Ride me.”He releases me, shifts back, and sits aga
TWISTED ECSTASY Dripping For The Enemy (Part 3)
The next morning, my body still remembers every second of last night.I wake up aching in the best and worst ways. My thighs are sore, my nipples still sensitive from how he pinched and teased them. Every time I move, I feel the ghost of Damien’s fingers inside me, the low growl of his voice saying
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