Semua Bab Every Shade Of Desire (short story collection): Bab 31 - Bab 40

Ethan couldn’t walk away.He’d tried. For two days after dropping her off, he’d sat in his empty apartment telling himself it was just one night. A mistake born from too much whiskey and too many years of nothing. But every time he closed his eyes he saw her face when she came. Heard the way she’d moaned his name like it was the only word that mattered. Felt the way her body had clenched around him like she never wanted to let go.So he went back.She opened the door in an old t-shirt and leggings, hair messy, eyes wary. The second she saw him something shifted in her expression. Relief. Fear. Heat. All at once.“I can’t stop thinking about you,” he said before he could talk himself out of it. The words came out rough. Honest. “Not just the sex. You. The way you looked at me. The way you let me see you.”She leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed like she was trying to hold herself together. “Ethan… that night was—”“Real,” he cut in. “At least for me it was. I haven’t felt anythi

Cole sat across from her in the dimly lit restaurant and tried to remember how to breathe normally.Wren looked beautiful tonight. Not in the way that made him want to stare — though he did that anyway — but in the way that made his chest feel too tight. The low lighting caught the curve of her neck when she tilted her head, the way her fingers played with the stem of her wine glass. Every small movement sent heat crawling under his skin.This is dangerous. You shouldn't be here. You shouldn't be thinking about her like this.But he was. He’d been thinking about her nonstop since that night. Her moans. The way she’d looked up at him with those hungry eyes while she sucked his cock. The way she’d clenched around him when she came. Two days of filthy texts and voice notes that left him hard and aching in his temporary apartment, jerking off to the memory of her voice saying his name like a prayer.Under the table, his hand slid up her thigh. Slowly. Deliberately. She tensed for half a s

Eli leaned against the far wall of the gym, arms crossed, pretending he was just cooling down after his own set. The place was almost empty this late — just the hum of the ventilation and the rhythmic thud of gloves on leather. Dara was at the heavy bag again, destroying it like it owed him money. Tank top soaked through, clinging to the broad lines of his back and shoulders. Sweat dripping down his neck. Every punch landed with a grunt that echoed across the room and settled low in Eli’s gut.Fuck. Stop looking.He couldn’t. Eight months of this. Eight months of watching Dara move like that — powerful, precise, controlled chaos — and pretending it didn’t do shit to him. Pretending the way Dara’s muscles flexed under his skin didn’t make Eli’s cock twitch. Pretending the competitive fire in those dark eyes didn’t make something deeper than rivalry stir in his chest.Dara finished a combo, stepped back, breathing hard. Chest heaving. Tank top riding up just enough to show the cut of hi

Eli circled Dara in the empty ring, gloves up, sweat already dripping down his back. The gym had cleared out hours ago. Just the two of them now. The way Dara moved — powerful, fluid, that focused glare — had been driving Eli crazy for months. Tonight it was worse. Every punch Dara threw made Eli’s cock twitch in his shorts. Every grunt, every flex of muscle under sweat-slick skin, every time their bodies collided in a clinch sent heat rushing straight to his groin.Dara’s shoulder brushed Eli’s chest. Their eyes locked for half a second too long. Eli felt it in his stomach — that sharp twist of want that had been building since the first time they sparred.“Keep your guard up,” Eli muttered, voice rougher than he meant.Dara smirked, breathing hard. “Make me.”Eli lunged. They crashed together. Gloves on gloves, bodies slamming. Eli pinned Dara against the ropes, hips rolling forward before he could stop himself. Their cocks brushed through thin shorts. Both of them were hard. Obviou

Jasper woke to the feeling of a warm mouth sliding down his cock.Noah’s head moved slowly between his legs, lips tight, tongue swirling around the head before taking him deeper. Jasper’s hand found Noah’s hair without thinking, fingers tightening as a low groan escaped his throat. Noah looked up, eyes dark, holding Jasper’s gaze as he sucked him deeper, cheeks hollowing.Jasper’s hips jerked. His breathing quickened. He watched Noah’s mouth stretch around him, watched the way Noah’s throat worked when he took him to the back. Noah moaned around his length, the vibration shooting straight through Jasper. His free hand gripped the sheets, knuckles white.Noah pulled off with a wet sound, lips shiny. He kissed up Jasper’s stomach, sucking a mark just below his ribs, then moved higher. Their mouths met in a slow, deep kiss. Jasper tasted himself on Noah’s tongue. His hands slid down Noah’s back, pulling him closer until their bodies pressed together, cocks rubbing slick and hot between t