The mesh was glued to my skin with arousal.
No panties. No mystery. Just wet, swollen, pink.
He saw it.
I know he saw it.
His eyes dragged higher.
Ruin And Desire
Over my hips.
My waist.
My tits..bare under the sheer mesh, n*****s hard and high and begging to be bitten.
Then finally, finally, he looked at my face.
And I swear to the f*****g Moon Goddess…
I came.
Right there.
One look.
My p***y clenched around nothing.
Heat flushed up my spine.
My vision blurred.
I swayed on my heels and had to lock my knees to keep from falling.
And he knew.
He knew.
The corner of his mouth twitched.
Not a smile.
Not even close.
“This dress is too short,” he said.
The Forbidden Touch
**Lyra**
“This dress is too short”
His voice didn’t shout
It didn’t need to
It rolled through the room like thunder in slow motion. It was obvious he was f*****g serious.
My heart dropped
My throat tightened
Because it wasn’t just a statement
Tasha laughed like a devil in glitter
“No Daddy it’s not” she said with that sugary sweet bratty tone she always used when she was testing him ” this is what girls our age wear now you don’t want us looking like widows do you”
She twirled once like a spoiled little princess then shoved me forward like I was her personal offering
“Just look at what I did to Lyra” she said proudly “look at her outfit isn’t she beautiful”
I stumbled
The heels wobbled beneath me but I caught myself
Barely
And when I looked up
He was already staring
Damon
Shirtless now.
Tattoos licking across his chest like they’d been carved by fire and possession
Sweatpants slung low on his hips
Whiskey in one hand
Heat rolling off him in waves
But it was his eyes that undressed me
That f****d me
That made me tremble from the inside out
He didn’t blink
Didn’t look away
Didn’t even try to hide the fact that he was staring straight at my cunt
Right where the mesh stretched tight between my thighs.
My lips were pink and swollen and pressed against the fabric like they were begging to be bitten
His jaw flexed
His eyes darkened
And then he took a slow sip of his drink
Didn’t say a word
Just kept watching
Like he was already imagining how he’d take me apart
Like he was already tasting it
Tasha giggled again
“You should thank me” she said “she was gonna wear a robe”
He didn’t respond
Didn’t even glance her way
His attention was locked on me like a predator eyeing the only prey in a room full of ghosts
He stepped forward
One slow step
Then another
Until I could feel the heat of his chest
The sharp scent of whiskey and sin on his breath
The outline of his c**k thick and heavy beneath the soft cotton
He towered over me
And when he spoke again it was quieter than before
“Upstairs”
Tasha blinked “what”
He didn’t repeat it
He just turned his head a fraction of an inch and looked at her
That was all it took
She huffed
Rolled her eyes
And left
Muttering something under her breath as she disappeared into the hall
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.