LOGINWhile everyone was laughing and chitchatting during dinner, I could barely focus on a single word. My thighs kept pressing together under the table, trying to soothe the dampness between them. Every time I looked up, Aaron was stealing glances at me from across the table, his eyes lingering on my lips, my cleavage, the way I squirmed in my seat.I managed to survive dinner, but I was too worked up. My panties were soaked, my clit still throbbing from the memories and that filthy dream. I had to get out of here before I lost my damn mind.âWhyyy?â My sister pouted when I told her I was leaving early. âYou just got here!ââI know, but I only took a few days off work. I really need to get back to my hotel room and rest,â I lied, forcing a smile.âDo you really have to?â She persisted and I gave her a nod pressing my lips together. âI promise to visit when I'm on a holiday break.â I reassured and that seemed to soothe her a little. âAlright, I'll tell Aaron to drop you off.â My eyes wi
I tried to compose myself as best as I could, quickly cleaning the toy and folding it in my palm before stepping out of the bathroom on shaky legs. My thighs were still slick, my pussy throbbing from the intense orgasm. I scanned the cabin nervously, searching for the man in the tailored suit, but he was nowhere to be seen. It was like he had vanished like Iâd just been devoured by a ghost.When I finally reached my seat, I froze. The elderly woman was still fast asleep but on my seat lay the small black remote I'd been searching for earlier.How the hell did it get there?My face burned with humiliation as I sank into my seat, the rest of the flight passed in a haze no matter how hard I tried to focus on anything else, my mind kept replaying what happened in that cramped bathroom his strong hands, his wicked tongue, the way he made me come so hard I nearly screamed.By the time the plane landed, I was still wet.I checked into a hotel near the venue, planning to surprise my sister a
I was already fuming before the plane even left the ground.My flight had been delayed for three excruciatingly long hours. To make things worse, some arrogant bastard in a tailored suit had slammed into me at the gate, knocking my bag to the floor and spilling my coffee across my dress. The hot liquid soaked through the fabric, sticking it to my skin. He didnât even glance back, just kept walking like I was nothing.Asshole.By the time I dropped into my window seat I was sticky, exhausted, and pissed off. I shoved in my headphones, cranked up the music, and leaned my head against the headrest as the plane finally took off.A few minutes into the flight, a sudden jolt of vibration shot straight between my thighs. My eyes flew open. The remote-controlled bullet vibrator nestled deep inside me buzzed to life with a low, insistent hum, pressing relentlessly against my G-spot, heat flooding my core. I clenched my thighs together, but it only made the sensation sharper and stronger. A t
"You... you knew?""I remembered everything," she whispered, a tear finally spilling over her lashes. She clutched her crossed arms tighter, looking so small against the cabin wall. "I woke up the next morning and I remembered the way you held me, the way you kissed me... all of it. I'm not a child you know, my body reacts when I go through some⊠things.â"Then why did you pretend to forget?" I choked out, "Why did you act like nothing happened?""Because when I opened my eyes that morning, you looked terrified," Maya's voice cracked. "You looked so full of regret and disgust that it broke my heart. I thought... I thought you hated yourself for touching me. I thought I had ruined our friendship by bringing my pathetic breakup drama up.âShe took a shaky breath, stepping closer to me. "I pretended to forget because I wanted to save your feelings. I wanted to give you a time out so things wouldn't be weird between us. But then you started ghosting me and at the diner... when you screame
The two days leading up to the retreat went by quickly, but Jakeâs threat lingered in my head. âEither you tell her the truth, or we do.â They would do it, Jake didn't bluff.I forced myself out of the prison of my apartment. I went to the campus grocery store and bought actual food, forcing down meals that tasted like cardboard just so my cheeks wouldn't look so hollow. I shaved the rough stubble from my jaw, washed out my hair and packed a single duffel bag with hoodies and flannels for the cold lake air.I looked in the mirror on Friday morning. I still looked tired, the shadows beneath my eyes still a bit visible, but I finally looked like a human being again. I looked like the Leo Maya knew.But as I zipped my bag, my hands wouldn't stop shaking. How was I supposed to look at her? How was I supposed to look into the eyes of the girl I loved, the girl I had secretly broken, and tell her the truth?The morning air at the campus parking lot was freezing. The big charter bus was wait
It's been three days since I lashed out at Maya and I've been beating myself up ever since. She doesn't deserve any of that, she doesn't even deserve me. I couldn't bring myself to face anyone, I hadn't been going to school or basically anywhere. I was stuck at home like a prisoner.I tried calling Maya a couple of times either it went to voicemail or she wouldn't pick up and our friends also tried calling me but I couldn't talk to anyone until I apologized to Maya.I've been living like a zombie these past few days. A knock on the door caught my attention as I laid on the floor like a corpse. I closed my eyes, praying the person would get tired and leave but the person seemed to have all day because the knocking became louder.I groaned as I got to my feet and headed to the door turning the knob. I groaned as the light from outside almost blinded me. I was immediately yanked by my collar and hauled inside, pinned straight against the living room wall.âWhat the hell's wrong with you,







