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IRRESITIBLY SINFUL (A compilation of short erotic stories)

Her back hit the wall beside her bathroom. Nowhere left to retreat. "Mom said I should take care of you." I was standing very close to her and staring down at the swell of her breasts from the top of her robe. I reached out and trailed my hand down her neck, through the center until I pulled the string holding the robe together. "Stop." She whispered but her expression betrayed her. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "Why? Give me one good reason and I might." I bit the curve of her neck, and she threw her head back. "Because... ahhh..." she moaned. "This is wrong." "Says who?" I tugged the string, and the robe fell open, leaving her completely bare before me. I stepped back slowly, staring at her body. Shit. **** contains very explicit details. For readers above eighteen. Desire doesn't always knock politely. Sometimes, it whispers. Sometimes, it dares. This is a seductive compilation of stories where longing simmers just beneath the surface and restraint is a fragile illusion. Each story explores the moment when want outweighs reason, when stolen glances linger too long, when touch becomes inevitable, and when giving in feels both dangerous and delicious. These are tales of chemistry that refuses to be denied, of hearts racing as fast as bodies, and of choices made in the heat of desire. Indulgent, provocative, and irresistibly addictive, "IRRESISTIBLY SINFUL" invites you to step into a world where wanting is the first sin... and the sweetest one.
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Chapter 3

Aurora's POV

The moment I heard my mom's voice, my heart leaped into my throat.

Shit.

When did she return?

"Thought you said she went out with your dad?" I instantly pulled away from him.

"She did," Albert said, nodding too fast as he scrambled to pull up his trousers.

"Aurora?" My mother's voice was closer now, just right outside my door.

Panic surged through me. She couldn't see Albert here. She'd lose her mind. She'd think all the negative thoughts thinkable.

"Go." I whispered urgently as I stood, reaching for my bathrobe. "Inside the bathroom."

"What?" He froze, eyes wide.

"Now." I hissed.

He didn't argue. He tiptoed into the bathroom just as I shrugged into the robe. My fingers fumbled with the tie. Just as I managed to knot it, the door to my room swung open.

"Mom." I stood stiffly, forcing a smile. "Hi."

My heart was pounding so loud I was afraid she might hear it.

Her eyes swept over me, then the room, brows arching with suspicion.

"Where's Albert?"

"Ummm..." My mind scrambled. "He went out."

"But his bike is still outside." She frowned, folding her arms across her chest.

Fuck.

One more lie and she'd suspect, if she wasn't suspecting already.

Think. Think.

"His friends came by..." I said quickly. "And they all went to the basketball court together."

The words tasted wrong as soon as they left my mouth.

Would she buy it?

"Oh." She nodded slowly, but her eyes kept scanning my room like she was searching for evidence.

My palms were sweating. Did she hear something? See something out of place?

"What about Tony?" I asked, grasping for distraction.

She gave me a look. "He's your father, Aurora."

Stepfather. I screamed in my mind.

"Right. Father." I forced the word out, painfully aware that Albert was a thin wall away, probably hearing every syllable.

"Are you okay?" She took a step closer, studying my face. "You're acting weird."

"Yeah. I'm fine." I tried to keep my voice steady. "Just tired. I need to rest. That's all."

Please leave. Please just leave.

She watched me another second, then sighed.

"Okay. I came back home to ask Albert something. Your dad got a call from work."

"Sorry about that."

"I'll be heading back out. I'm going to visit Mrs. Rory and then the grocery store." She moved toward the door, then paused. "You sure you're alright?"

"Completely fine, Mom."

"Okay. Take care. I'll be back before it gets dark."

I held my breath until I heard her footsteps fade down the hallway. Then the front door closing. Then her car starting in the driveway.

Only when the sound of her engine disappeared did I finally let out a loud breath.

I waited another minute, just to be safe, before opening the bathroom door. Albert stood there, eyes wide, shoulders tense.

"That was too close," he whispered.

"Way too close." My hands were still shaking from the adrenaline.

He noticed. He always did.

He took my hands in his, grounding me. "Hey," he murmured. "It's okay."

His other hand rose to my cheek, warm and steady. Before I could think, he leaned in and kissed me again.

I didn't stop him. I melted into it, my fingers sliding up around his neck, my body still humming with fear and relief and something reckless.

We should've stopped. Mom almost catching us should've been enough.

But it wasn't.

He was too irresistible.

And in that moment, all I knew was that I wanted him.

All of him.

I pulled back slightly and trailed a finger down his chest.

"Tell me to stop," I whispered, grinding against him. I knew he had no second thoughts but I wanted to be sure he didn't.

"Never." He murmured, pulling me back into the kiss. I felt him harder under me as his hands gripped my hips.

He pulled back and his silver grey eyes that were half lidded with desire locked onto mine.

"You're making it fucking hard for me to resist you."

"Then don't." I bit my lower lip.

He licked at my throat and sucked softly right under my ear.

"Fuck." I purred as he began to rock slightly, gripping my hips tighter.

"I'm going to fuck you till you beg me to stop," he growled, flipping me so my back faced him. He loosened the knot of my robe and caressed my breasts from behind.

"I dare you," I challenged, looking over my shoulder with a half-smile on my face.

He pulled the robe from my shoulders, and it fell to my feet.

"Are you sure?" He kissed my shoulder while his hands caressed my breasts, my stomach, and lower.

"Uh-huh," I replied, rubbing my butt against the bulge of his trousers.

"Don't say I didn't warn you."

He walked a finger down my back, goosebumps prickling across my skin, then his hand came down hard against my ass.

The sound startled me more than the sting. A breathless laugh slipped out before I could stop it, my skin burning where he'd touched.

He made me bend, my hips facing him in a standing doggy-style position.

"Pretty little cunt." He murmured as his fingers rubbed my wet pussy

"It feels so good," I moaned, turning my face slightly to the side."

His fingers dug into my entrance and I moaned louder.

"Albert-oh-my...fuck."

I couldn't control myself. The way his fingers moved in and out of me, God. I wanted him to fuck me so badly.

"Yes. Scream my name baby," he increased this pace as the sloppy sound filled the room.

"Albert...what are you doing to me?" I whimpered.

His free hand gripped my hair as his other hand fucked me.

He finally pulled his fingers out and licked them like it was ice cream.

"Yummy. You taste so sweet."

"Give me more." I begged.

He dropped to his knees, facing my ass. His hands pinned my hips and he buried his tongue in my pussy.

I completely shattered at that moment.

It had been so long since I'd last been sucked, I almost forgot the feeling.

"Oh-my-God...you're so fucking good..." I cried.

He licked me slowly, his tongue flat, the teasing in circles right where I needed.

I tightened my grip on my knees as I felt the warmth of his tongue inside me. I couldn't think. Couldn't even breathe.

He was stealing my breath away.

"Please...don't stop..."

He sucked on my clit, tongue dipping inside and out of me like he was tongue fucking me.

I closed my eyes and I swear to God, I saw stars.

It was only a matter of seconds before my orgasm spilled out like a tap left on.

I tried to pull away but he held me firmly.

"Do it baby." He ordered, moving his tongue deeper inside me.

"FUCKKK...." I cried out and my juices came pouring out into his mouth.

He licked every drop like it was the best thing he had ever tasted.

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