Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dirty Little secrets : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

~Ava~"Bossy little thing," he muttered, but his eyes were dark, needy, as he peeled my dress off, sucking in a breath when he saw the lingerie. "Fuck, Ava, you trying to kill me?"I smirked through the nerves, arching up. "Maybe. Now touch me, please no more games."He didn't tease me this time, thank God, his mouth was on my neck, kissing down to my collarbone, hands unhooking my bra quickly , tossing it aside, and when his lips closed around my nipple, sucking hard, I moaned loud, nails digging into his shoulders. "Yes, fuck, just like that," I gasped, my hips bucking up, begging without words, and he chuckled against my skin, but it was rough, his control cracking."You're so wet already," he growled, fingers slipping under my thong, sliding through my folds, and yeah, I was slick, tight and ready, clenching around nothing until he pushed two fingers in, curling them just right. But I shoved his hand away after a minute, panting. "No, dick…..I want your dick, Calder, now."He groa

AvaAnd shit, I did, I straddled him properly , guiding his cock back inside me, slowly at first because I was still tight, still sore from round one, but the stretch felt amazing, making me moan loud as I sank down, taking him all. "Fuck, yes," I gasped, starting to rock, hands on his chest for leverage, and he lost it then, eyes rolling back, groaning deep like I'd punched him in the gut."Mama… shit, you're killing me, so good, so fucking tight," he muttered, hands gripping my hips hard, thrusting up to meet me, and I sped up, bouncing now, moans spilling out because it hit different this angle, deeper, rubbing just right. He was moaning too, loud and wrecked, "God, your moans.. driving me insane, Papi, don't stop," his face twisted in pleasure, sweat beading on his forehead, and I loved it, watching him fall apart under me, his control gone."Yeah? Like that? I love when you call me mama" I teased, grinding harder, nails digging into his skin, and he yelled "Fuck yes mama, and I l

AvaI laughed into his mouth right after he said that last bit about being mine, the sound all muffled and stupid because our lips were still smashed together, tongues lazy and slick from everything we'd just done. "You're such a sap now that I've had my fingers up your ass," I muttered against his teeth, nipping his bottom lip hard enough to make him hiss. "Who knew Professor Calder turned into a lovesick puppy after getting prostate-milked?""Shut up," he growled back, but he was smiling, hands already sliding up my ribs, thumbs brushing the undersides of my tits like he couldn't decide if he wanted to grab or tease. "You started it. Now finish what you started kiss me like you mean it this time. No more directing for a minute. Just us." this was fun, him asking for a kiss just made me realize he's actually just a baby. I rolled my eyes but gave in, because fuck, I wanted it too. I shifted higher on his chest, straddling his sternum so my wet pussy dragged along his skin, leaving a

RileyI sat there at the kitchen table, shoving scrambled eggs around my plate like they owed me money, while Ava's mom kept piling more bacon on Jax's plate like he was some starving orphan she'd just adopted. Jax, that little shit, was grinning ear to ear, stuffing his face, and I shot him a look like, dude, slow down before you choke, but he just winked at me, the cocky bastard. Chloe was across from me, picking at her toast her face all pale and pinched, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes because here we go again with her dramatic ass morning routine."So, Riley," Ava's dad piped up from the head of the table, sipping his coffee like he was in some commercial for old-people energy drinks, "you holding down the fort while Ava's off galivanting for her mental health shii? Bet the house feels empty without her chaos."I snorted, stabbing a fork into my eggs harder than necessary. "Gallivanting? That's a fancy word for 'probably causing a scene somewhere.' Yeah, it's quiet, but Jax

RileyWe froze like that in that hallway, lips still buzzing from the kiss, Chloe's hands fisted in my shirt, my back against the wall, and those footsteps coming down the stairs got louder thump, thump, lazy and shuffling like someone who didn't give a shit about stealth. I grabbed Chloe's arm, yanked her toward the laundry room door because it was the closest hidey-hole, and shoved us both inside, slamming it shut just as Jax rounded the corner. He had his earbuds in, eyes half-shut, humming some dumb tune under his breath, and thank fuck he didn't even glance our way just shuffled past toward the kitchen, probably raiding the fridge like he does every hour on the hour.Inside the closet, it was pitch black and crammed with detergent bottles and hanging mops that poked at my ass, our bodies smashed together chest-to-chest, Chloe's breath hot on my neck, her belly pressing right into my stomach like a warm balloon between us. I could feel her heart hammering, or maybe that was mine,