Chapter 30 Bikini Bait & Auction The sun was already high when they rolled up to the marina. Katherine’s big sunglasses caught the light, her sunhat tilted just enough to throw her smirk in shadow. She stepped out first, legs long and toned under that silky scarf, hips swaying like she knew exactly who was watching. Ayla slid out next, a shy grin blooming when Tommy reached to help her down. Her tiny denim shorts were alr...

Chapter 28 Mirror mirror The moment they step into the private Mirror Room, it’s like walking into a secret garden of sin. Floor-to-ceiling glass on every wall, low lights catching every curve, every bead of sweat about to drip. Katherine leads the way, her trench coat swinging open just enough to show the sheer black lingerie hugging every inch of her thick, soft skin. It’s slutty, elegant, and screams: “Watch me.” Ayla...

Chapter 26 Part 1 Confessions After Dark Ayla was the one who hit “call,” her phone balanced on her knees as she curled up in her dorm bed, blanket pulled tight around her shoulders. Jess answered from her own dorm room, tucked into her desk chair with her feet up, already grinning like she knew they’d get filthy fast. Katherine lounged at home, propped up against a pile of pillows in her big, rumpled bed, her hair loose,...

Part 1: The Secret Show Begins The moment the car engine cut off, the night fell into that sticky, breathless hush, the kind that made Ayla's thighs squeeze together before she even realized. She sat next to Jess in the driver's seat, heart pounding like a bass drum, staring up at the single upstairs window where a flicker of candlelight glowed behind a half-drawn curtain. A couple days ago, Katherine had texted Jess with...

Chapter 22 First Taste It started with a casual study session, or that’s what Ayla thought. She sat cross-legged on Jess’s dorm bed, sweatpants riding low on her hips, oversized tee slipping off one delicate shoulder. Her hair was down this time, soft waves framing that sweet, shy face. Jess pretended to highlight notes, but her eyes kept drifting. The way Ayla bit her pen cap. The little gasps she made when she stumbled...

The Redline Ventures tower shimmered against the city skyline, sunlight bouncing off its mirrored surface. Scarlet Voss moved toward the elevators with the kind of confidence that made the air bend around her. Her heels clicked on the polished marble, precise, unrelenting. Today she wore a fitted blazer over a short black skirt that teased the curve of her thighs, a crisp white blouse just loose enough at the collar to hi...

Chapter 19 The Taste of Her Control It started with a glance in Jess’s Advanced Comms elective. As she slid into her usual seat, a small, soft voice asked, “Is anyone sitting here?” Jess looked up and nearly forgot how to speak. The girl, petite and barely 5’2”, wore gray sweatpants and a loose long-sleeve tee that still clung to her curves in all the right places. Her dark hair sat in a lazy bun, her makeup-free face glo...

Chapter 17 Waking Into the Glow The morning sun stretched lazily across the backyard, golden light shimmering over the pool water. The air was soft, quiet, warm...like the afterglow of a perfect storm. Jess lay on her stomach on a towel, her hair tousled, face resting in her arms, still recovering. Katherine and Tommy were beside her, lounging peacefully, the silence between them thick with something new. Not tension. Not...

Chapter 16 The Slut Awakens Part 1: Girls' Night and Everything After Tommy was still in bed when the text came through. Katherine: Hey. I was wondering if you want to go out with me tonight. Marla wants to hang. She just flew in, but she’s staying in the next town over. That cool little spot an hour away. If Jess is around… bring her... Tommy stared at the screen for a second, then grinned. He already knew this wasn’t go...

Chapter 15 The Spark Beneath the Surface The midday sun poured down like honey over the neighborhood, sticky and golden, warming everything it touched. Jess stretched in the living room, naked under one of Tommy’s loose tees, still sore in the best ways. Her lips were still swollen, her body still humming from the night and morning before. She had never felt more used or more wanted. She walked past the window, absently s...

Chapter 12 - The Shift The text came in just after lunch. Marla: “Can’t make it tonight, Kat. Flight delayed. Chicago’s a mess. Raincheck. Make it worth the wait.” Katherine stared at the message, lips pursed, phone resting against her wine glass. Her robe slipped slightly off her shoulder, forgotten. All week, she’d been preparing Tommy, watching him, pushing him, shaping him. She told herself it wasn’t time. That Marla...

Mark sits in the dark kitchen, elbows braced on the table, foot tapping against the tile. The only light is the glow from the fridge. The clock says 1:37 AM. She is supposed to be back hours ago. When the door clicks open, he doesn’t move. He watches her silhouette slip in, keys jingling, a soft hiccup of laughter under her breath like she’s trying to pretend she’s not drunk. She turns and freezes when she sees him. Her p...

Chapter 9 The Tease Before the Fire The moment Katherine opened the door and Ava stepped inside, it felt like the room shifted. She didn’t walk — she glided. Hair long and lush, eyes dark and knowing, lips full and already smirking like she knew all the secrets I was still too young to even imagine. She wore a dress that shimmered just enough to catch the light in all the right places, hugging curves that moved like a slo...

Chapter 6: Poolside Confession The sun hung high overhead, glinting off the pool like diamonds. I sat back in the lounge chair, shirtless, still carrying the weight of what I saw last night. My thoughts hadn’t slowed since. Her voice. Her moans. That thick, wet heat between her legs as she begged to be pounded. Her body bouncing. Her smile after. It replayed in loops — in my head, my chest, and definitely lower. Then the...

Chapter 3: Curiosity and Skin I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that towel clinging to her hips, the way she leaned in, the way her voice dipped when she talked about being wanted. I tried to jerk off and forget about it, but every time I came, it was her face I pictured. Her laugh. Her tits spilling out of that bikini. Her lips wet from lemonade. It was starting to get to me. I told m...