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To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty three.
Chloe's POV.The warmth of Hardin’s palm on the small of my back sent a confusing jolt through me.. half thrill, half dread. It was my birthday. A day I thought I’d be spending alone, sulking beneath the weight of guilt and temptation. But there I was, stepping out into the night, led by the one man I shouldn’t even be entertaining thoughts about.Hardin.He looked sinfully handsome under the streetlight, dressed in a dew button up shirt that hugged his sculpted chest just enough to make me dizzy. His jaw was clean shaven, and his eyes… God, those eyes had the audacity to smolder.“Careful,” he said, as he helped me down the steps of my apartment. “Don’t trip. Though I wouldn’t mind catching you if you fall… or pinning you down, for that matter.”I rolled my eyes, trying to mask the way his words pooled heat between my thighs. “You’re incorrigible.”“And yet… you’re still here,” he whispered near my ear, his breath hot, fragrant with that minty cologne that made me want to melt into h
Last Updated : 2025-04-17To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty four.
Chloe's POVI could feel my heart kicking hard against my chest as we pulled up in front of my apartment. I didn’t want the evening to end. I didn’t want to get out of the car. And I sure as hell didn’t want to go back to my quiet, lonely room and replay the entire date in my head like a lovesick fool.But there I was... seated quietly in Hardin’s car, the engine purring beneath us, matching the low hum of tension that had been rising between us all evening. He put off the engine, and for a moment, neither of us moved.His hand casually rested on the steering wheel, while his other arm draped over the leather. I could feel his gaze on me even though I kept my eyes forward.“I hope tonight made up for… you being alone earlier,” he said softly. His voice had a gravelly warmth to it that sent a ripple down my spine.I smiled, unable to stop the blush rising to my cheeks. “It did. You made my birthday... more special than I ever imagined.”“Good.” He leaned a little closer, the scent of h
Last Updated : 2025-04-18To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty five.
Chloe's POV.It had been days since my birthday. Days since that stolen night filled with laughter, rich food, and butterflies I didn’t want to admit I felt.And I had done everything humanly possible to shut that door.I buried myself in work. Avoided answering messages from Hayes... guilt was a bitter anchor tied around my neck. And more than anything, I avoided any chance of bumping into Hardin. It wasn’t easy. Every time I passed a mirror, I saw that night in my eyes. Every quiet moment, I remembered the way he looked at me over dinner like I was more than just someone he flirted with. Like I was someone he felt. But tonight… tonight the universe decided it had enough of my games.I turned the corner to my street, sighing as the wind whipped my coat around my knees, I saw him... leaning casually against his car, arms crossed over his chest. Hardin.He didn’t move as I approached, just tilted his head and let those ocean deep eyes burn into mine.“Been avoiding me, angel,” he sai
Last Updated : 2025-04-19To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty six.
Chloe's POV.His lips were on mine before my thoughts could even catch up.Everything that had been bottled up inside me.. the guilt, the longing, the confusion, the aching want, came undone the moment I crashed into him. I had ran into his arms like my body had decided long before my brain could. Hardin held me with such desperation, such ferocity, that I knew… he’d been waiting. Just like I had.And now? We couldn’t pretend anymore.His hands cupped my face, thumbs brushing against my cheeks like I was the most precious thing he’d ever held. His mouth moved hungrily against mine, a low groan escaping his throat as I kissed him back with everything in me.“God, Chloe…” he murmured against my lips, his breath hot. “You have no idea what you do to me.”I didn’t respond... not with words. I didn’t need to. My arms were already around his neck, my fingers tangled in his thick dark hair, tugging him closer as our mouths fought for dominance. It wasn’t just a kiss. It was an unraveling. A
Last Updated : 2025-04-20To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty seven.
Chloe's POV."Are you okay?" Hardin asked softly as he broke the kiss and stared into my eyes. "Yeah" I muttered under my breath.I was super delighted to be finally getting what I have craved terribly for the past few weeks.He placed his hands on both sides of my head and kissed me gently.Shivers ran through my body as I felt his hand reach out for my boobs and cupped it softly, giving it a gentle squeeze. Then he slowly bent his head forward to my chest and skillfully took one of my nipples into his mouth."Hah!" I gasped lightly as I felt his tongue rolling on it.He added a little pressure and made it more intense, like a suckling baby feeding from his mother.He lifted his other hand to the other breast and fondled with it while he sucked from the other.I didn't even realize when I wrapped my hands around him, sending my fingers into his hair."Oh, Hardin!" I moaned, my eyes squeezed shut, as the tingling sensation drove me wild.He reached for the second breast sucking it h
Last Updated : 2025-04-21To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty eight.
Chloe's POV. I woke up slowly, the warm sun filtering through my curtains. For a moment, everything felt like a dream. a very sinful, dangerously delicious dream. But then I felt them.Arms. Strong ones.Wrapped around my waist.Hardin.My heart skipped, fluttered, then practically leaped out of my chest.My entire body stiffened as the events of last night came rushing back like waves crashing against a trembling shore. His lips on mine. His hands all over my body. The way he said my name like it was a prayer and a curse all at once. The way he thrusted into me. The sounds I made. The way I begged for more. And how he gave… more.God.I was suddenly burning again.I didn’t move at first. I didn’t want to wake him. I needed a minute... or ten, to process what I’d done, what we’d done. What I willingly, achingly, desperately let happen.Slowly, I peeled myself from his grip and sat up, the sheet slipping off me slightly. I clutched it against my chest, though there was really no point
Last Updated : 2025-04-21To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty nine
Chloe's POV.The moment we stepped into Hardin’s house, I felt an odd blend of comfort and bliss. Hardin didn’t say a word... he just looked at me with that devastating smirk and took my hand. His palm was warm, rough in the way that made you wonder what those hands could do, had done... and unfortunately for my already scrambled brain, I knew exactly what they were capable of.Oh fuck!“This way,” he said, guiding me past the living room and down a short hallway.We reached a door at the far end and he pushed it open. “Your room,” he said casually, as though he hadn’t just turned my world upside down over the past few days.My room.The phrase echoed in my mind like a chime bouncing through a canyon. It sounded domestic. Intimate. Real.I stepped inside slowly, blinking as I took it all in. It was beautiful... simple and elegant. A large bed with gray sheets, plush pillows, and thick curtains. It felt like a place someone could feel safe. Wanted.My heart squeezed.“Do you like it?”
Last Updated : 2025-04-21To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter ninety.
Chloe’s POV.The food smelled absolutely divine. I didn’t know what exactly Hardin had whipped up, but the aroma was warm and spicy, laced with scents that made my stomach flutter more with anticipation than hunger. He carried the plates with pride, grinning like he knew he was about to serve the best thing I could ever eat."Careful," I said teasingly as he almost knocked a fork off the edge of the table, setting down one plate in front of me. "We wouldn’t want the presentation to be ruined, chef."Hardin smirked as he slid into the seat beside me... not across, no, he chose beside. Of course he did.“Oh, I don’t worry about presentation, sweetheart. I make sure the flavor leaves people speechless.” He winked and leaned his elbow on the table, watching me expectantly. “Taste it. Tell me I’m wrong.”I smiled as I picked up the fork and dug into the creamy pasta. The first bite had me humming instantly. “Mmm… okay, wow. You might be onto something.”His smirk stretched wider. “Told you
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Chloe's POV.Just as he was beginning to spasm and close to cum, he suddenly pulled out of me, his gaze on me, now fierce and hot."Get rid of the remnant of clothes on your body." This time, he sounded more authoritative, and I knew he was in his fierce mood.I slowly peeled off the buttons of the shirt and ripped it off my body. my face burning with excitement for what is coming.Hardin watched with predatory eyes, his still hard cock bobbing in front of him. I was standing before him, completely naked."Goddamn, I've got to say this every second, you are perfection at it's peak, princess." he whistled, eyes roaming over my exposed body. "Now turn around. Let me see that ass."I rotated slowly, showing him my backside, my tits swinging with the movement."Fuck yeah, Bend over and show me what I own." I slowly bent at the waist, placing my hands on the counter again, presenting my ass to him like a bitch in heat."Nah, against the wall. Hands up high where I can see them."I shuff
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter ninety four
Chloe's POV. I gently stirred awake from my deep sleep, although my eyes were still clouded with deep waves of sleep, but I was so thirsty. I needed to take water, or juice, or literally anything that'll keep me hydrated. Hardin's arms were wrapped securely around me, slowly, I managed to untangle myself from his grip and strolled out of the room, and headed towards the kitchen. Since it was middle of the night, I didn't bother switching on the light, instead I just headed straight to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water and went back to stand by the counter and gulped down the water till I was satisfied and almost out of breath. I leaned over the counter, trying to catch my breath. Almost immediately, I felt a presence behind me. I didn't need to turn around before knowing who it was. "You were deep asleep when I left the room, how are you here?" I snapped. I heard him chuckle, leaning closer toward me, grabbing my waist. "I do have those thoughts too, I feel the guil
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter ninety three.
Chloe's POV.Slowly I stretched out my right leg, left knee still bent, Hardin using the freedom I willingly gave him to slip a single finger lengthwise between my outer lips. My mouth snapped open, my deep breathing picking up speed while he continued to kiss my neck, his hand never moving.I could feel his finger pressed between my outer lips, pressed firmly along the shaft of my clit, the tip of his finger barely brushing against the edge of my vulva and perineum, his palm cupping and squeezing my mound while never moving his finger. I rocked my hips slightly, my wet heat coating his finger, my lubrication spilling from my body to coat his palm, his length gliding against my lower back.Minutes passed by with only the sound of my deep breathing and soft moaning, our hips moving slightly, his length gliding against my skin, his palm pressing and gliding against my mound without his finger ever delving deeper.Finally without wasting any more second, I took a deep breath and rotated
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter ninety two.
Chloe's POV.I stirred from sleep slowly. My body ached in the best way possible. My skin still shaken from last night’s fire, and every inch of me was wrapped in the afterglow.But something made my lashes flutter open, something I couldn’t ignore.Eyes.I felt them before I saw them.When my vision cleared, I met the deepest pair of eyes staring right at me. Hardin was propped up on one elbow beside me, watching me like I was the sunrise itself... like I was the most captivating sight he’d ever laid eyes on.He had that damn smile again. That cocky, sinful smirk that curved just slightly to the left and made my chest tighten in the worst and best ways.“Good morning, princess.” he whispered, his voice was soft, and his tone thicker than sleep. “Did you sleep well, or do you want me to tire you out a little more first?”I groaned and instinctively buried my face in the pillow. “Stop looking at me like that,” I mumbled, heat rushing to my cheeks.“Like what?” he teased, his body inchi
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter ninety one.
Chloe's POV.Our lips crashed against each other again, kissing, tongues exploring. His hands slide under my shirt to grasp my bare ass cheeks tightly and picked me up. "C'mon, princess." He growled into my ears as he held me up from the table, now against his broad chest.I squealed in delight and followed his lead, wrapping my legs around him. Our foreheads pressing together, our eyes locked, and my boobs pushed tight against his chest as he held me for a few seconds, then sat me down on the edge of the table. I couldn't stop myself from looking down and admiring his strong physique and toned body. I could see he was getting hard beneath those pants, and my arousal grew. I badly wanted to feel him in me. Subconsciously I squeeze the muscles in my cunt at the thought of his cock buried deep inside and feel myself starting to tingle with desire.His hands held my thighs and he lift them higher and wider apart. I pulled up the material of the shirt to my waist to reveal my cunt to
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Chloe’s POV.The food smelled absolutely divine. I didn’t know what exactly Hardin had whipped up, but the aroma was warm and spicy, laced with scents that made my stomach flutter more with anticipation than hunger. He carried the plates with pride, grinning like he knew he was about to serve the best thing I could ever eat."Careful," I said teasingly as he almost knocked a fork off the edge of the table, setting down one plate in front of me. "We wouldn’t want the presentation to be ruined, chef."Hardin smirked as he slid into the seat beside me... not across, no, he chose beside. Of course he did.“Oh, I don’t worry about presentation, sweetheart. I make sure the flavor leaves people speechless.” He winked and leaned his elbow on the table, watching me expectantly. “Taste it. Tell me I’m wrong.”I smiled as I picked up the fork and dug into the creamy pasta. The first bite had me humming instantly. “Mmm… okay, wow. You might be onto something.”His smirk stretched wider. “Told you
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty nine
Chloe's POV.The moment we stepped into Hardin’s house, I felt an odd blend of comfort and bliss. Hardin didn’t say a word... he just looked at me with that devastating smirk and took my hand. His palm was warm, rough in the way that made you wonder what those hands could do, had done... and unfortunately for my already scrambled brain, I knew exactly what they were capable of.Oh fuck!“This way,” he said, guiding me past the living room and down a short hallway.We reached a door at the far end and he pushed it open. “Your room,” he said casually, as though he hadn’t just turned my world upside down over the past few days.My room.The phrase echoed in my mind like a chime bouncing through a canyon. It sounded domestic. Intimate. Real.I stepped inside slowly, blinking as I took it all in. It was beautiful... simple and elegant. A large bed with gray sheets, plush pillows, and thick curtains. It felt like a place someone could feel safe. Wanted.My heart squeezed.“Do you like it?”
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty eight.
Chloe's POV. I woke up slowly, the warm sun filtering through my curtains. For a moment, everything felt like a dream. a very sinful, dangerously delicious dream. But then I felt them.Arms. Strong ones.Wrapped around my waist.Hardin.My heart skipped, fluttered, then practically leaped out of my chest.My entire body stiffened as the events of last night came rushing back like waves crashing against a trembling shore. His lips on mine. His hands all over my body. The way he said my name like it was a prayer and a curse all at once. The way he thrusted into me. The sounds I made. The way I begged for more. And how he gave… more.God.I was suddenly burning again.I didn’t move at first. I didn’t want to wake him. I needed a minute... or ten, to process what I’d done, what we’d done. What I willingly, achingly, desperately let happen.Slowly, I peeled myself from his grip and sat up, the sheet slipping off me slightly. I clutched it against my chest, though there was really no point
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty seven.
Chloe's POV."Are you okay?" Hardin asked softly as he broke the kiss and stared into my eyes. "Yeah" I muttered under my breath.I was super delighted to be finally getting what I have craved terribly for the past few weeks.He placed his hands on both sides of my head and kissed me gently.Shivers ran through my body as I felt his hand reach out for my boobs and cupped it softly, giving it a gentle squeeze. Then he slowly bent his head forward to my chest and skillfully took one of my nipples into his mouth."Hah!" I gasped lightly as I felt his tongue rolling on it.He added a little pressure and made it more intense, like a suckling baby feeding from his mother.He lifted his other hand to the other breast and fondled with it while he sucked from the other.I didn't even realize when I wrapped my hands around him, sending my fingers into his hair."Oh, Hardin!" I moaned, my eyes squeezed shut, as the tingling sensation drove me wild.He reached for the second breast sucking it h
