All Chapters of SINFUL-STATION; A sinful Collection : Chapter 41 - Chapter 45

He stepped closer to me with slow steps while I stood there, my body aching with desire.When he was close enough to me, his fingers traced the line of my jaw and tilted my face up, forcing me to meet his gaze.“You've been thinking about this all day, haven't you?”My lips parted but no words came out.“You've been wondering what it would feel like when you finally gave in.”The answer was already in my eyes. My breath shortened and damp heat was already gathering between my thighs. And I wanted his hands there. To touch and make me crave him even more“Get on your knees.” He instructed, taking one step backward.My body obeyed his command. My knees pressed into the floor and my hands rested on my thighs as my gaze lifted to him from below.He looked down at me, his heavy-lidded eyes dark with approval.Slowly, he unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way, letting it fall open to reveal the hard planes of his chest.Then his hands moved to his belt and the clink of metal, the slide

The next day, I was still in my pajamas, buried deep beneath my blankets and fast asleep when the doorbell started ringing.At first, I thought it was part of my dream. I mean, who in their right mind would show up at someone's house this early in the morning?I ignored it and rolled over, determined to continue enjoying my sleep, until the shrill ringing of my phone cut through the silence and jolted me awake.A groan escaped me as I reached blindly across the nightstand. My eyes felt heavy with sleep as I squinted at the screen, ready to curse whoever was disturbing my beauty sleep.Then I saw the caller ID.Brianna.There was also a text message waiting for me.I'm outside your front door and I'm not leaving until I see you.My heart immediately shot into my throat.I turned my head and glanced at the wall clock.A few minutes to seven.Seven in the morning.What on earth was Brianna doing at my house before sunrise?My stomach twisted instantly.She knew.She had to know.There wa

I sat in my office, legs crossed, my eyes fixed on my phone.What was I so interested in?A picture of Griffy.Well, his full name was Griffin Antonio, but I loved calling him Griffy. It was a nickname I had personally given him, in my heart, anyway. I knew it was kinda lame, but no human being could read minds, so I wasn't too worried about it.Griffy was, like, the hottest man I had ever seen.His blue eyes could probably melt any woman on sight. Even in a photograph, they seemed to hold that dangerous little spark that made it impossible to look away. His hair was always slightly tousled, as if he'd just stepped out of bed or run a hand through it for the hundredth time that day.And God, that was my favorite part.The way his fingers slid through those dark strands.I wasn't sure if he knew what that did to people, but it definitely did a lot to me.Sometimes I wondered how someone could be so ridiculously handsome. It almost felt unfair. Like God had taken his time with him and t