Lusting For Mom 소설 & 이야기

"She will. When she's ready. She looks like someone who does things when she's ready and not a moment before." "That's accurate." "Don't push her." "I'm not." Elara looked at me sideways. Something softened slightly in her expression — the first real softening I'd seen since the compound door opened. "You're not," she agreed. "I can see that too." My mother had been listening to all of this without appearing to. She turned now and put her hand over mine on the seat between us. "Tell me what's happening," she said. "Everything. Start from whatever you think is the beginning."

Jace kneels between us, his hands roaming my thighs, Mom’s hips, like he’s claiming us both. “Lila, touch her,” he says, and my breath catches. I hesitate, but Mom grabs my hand, guiding it to her breast, her nipple hard under my palm. It’s surreal, taboo, but the heat in her skin mirrors mine, and I squeeze, drawing a moan from her. Jace’s fingers find my clit, rubbing fast, and I gasp, my other hand gripping the couch as he leans in to kiss Mom, their tongues tangling while he works me.

This was not looking good, he was rubbing everyone the wrong way. Elijah hesitated, sensing the tension. "Perhaps this isn't the best time." Ryker's grip on my hand tightened. "Now's perfect. Speak." Elijah's eyes locked onto mine, his determination was evident. "Your mother's past...it's complicated. Dark forces sought her out, and now they will target you." Blaze's growl intensified, Storm's eyes narrowed, and Rain's jaw clenched.

Lucien gently rubbed his finger against my pussy, stroking and caressing it gently, igniting the burning desire within me. "Ugh... fuck!" I cursed out loudly, grabbing the bed spread, my toes curling on their own. My hands flew to his back, digging my fingers into his bare back, pulling him in and arching my waist in a bid to push his finger inside me, but he resisted. "Not so fast, momma..." the way he called me that, the way he looked into my eyes, and his warm breath fanning my face.

Either way, it’s working. Every time I glance at her, the burning obsession inside me grows stronger. This lust I have for Beverly is no longer just a passing fantasy. It’s becoming something I can’t control. The more I hear her at night, the more I catch her staring, the more I want to make it real. I want to sneak into her room, pin her down, and finally give her what she’s been craving while listening to us. One thing is for sure this obsession is only going to get more intense. And soon, very soon, I’m going to act on it. I don’t know how much longer I can keep pretending I only want her mother.

I explained in a small voice. "Miscounted?" Mom spat, interrupting me. "You're the only one who didn't get anything. She was probably annoyed that you were trying to get one. Why must you be so greedy? You're so embarrassing! Will you only be satisfied when everyone ridicules me for raising such a greedy daughter?" A wave of stress crashed into me. I dug my nails into my arms and scratched myself until my skin turned raw and bloody. However, I didn't feel even an ounce of comfort.

A masked man loomed over her. *Am I about to watch my mother's sex tape?*

Call us if anything happens. I nodded and walked them to the elevator. Right before the elevator doors slid shut, Mom suddenly blurted, "Ms. Spencer's daughter is returning to the country next week. Do you want to have dinner with her?" "I just got divorced, Mom," I said laughingly. "So what if you did?" Mom retorted hotly. "I have such a wonderful son. There'll be women lining up around the block to get together with you." I leaned against the wall after the elevator doors slid shut, laughing through my tears.

I tried my best to clarify. "That's not true, you say? Then why do you score better than me every time, huh?" Chelsea snapped, her smile replaced with a glare. "I stay up until 2:00 am reviewing the study material and doing mock exam papers while you get lucky because the homeroom teacher is your mom. "Your mom's only trying to put on a show to deceive everyone by letting you stand out here to suffer for a bit. Once the performance is over, she's still going to fuss over you and do whatever it takes to help you get ahead."