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To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter forty one.
Arya's POV.My eyes flickered open, the warm sun penetrating into the room through the window welcomed me awake.The space behind me was empty.Lucas has either gone to work or still preparing.As I sat up on the bed, my ears suddenly caught the sound of running water in the bathroom and I felt a tingle in my pant. Oh Arya, what are you beginning to turn into? I seemed to move without my brain cells at this point, as I stripped off my nightwear and strolled towards the bathroom, naked. "Showering without me?" I muttered as I walked into the bathroom, and Lucas turned around slightly to face me. He was under the shower, naked, his huge dick hanging loosely between his legs."Arya, you were deep asleep when I left the bed, what are you doing here?" He raised his brows at me."Nothing, just getting under the shower with my man, that's all." I winked, my gaze fixed intently on his dick."Jesus Arya, when did you turn into a sex addict?" He groaned and I chuckled. "Since you happened,
Last Updated : 2025-03-26To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter forty two.
Arya's POV.I can't do much but be a warm wet hole for him to fuck with how fast and rough his is. He was going in so fast that the slaps of his balls are starting to hurt a little. I moaned thinking about how good it's gonna feel having his cum pump down my throat."Fuck, your mouth feels so incredible!!! You you are my fucking slut." Lucas growled insanely as he pumped in and out of me with rough movements.He let out a loud growl as he shoved in as deep as he could, thrusting his whole length in for the final time before I start to feel his cock swell in my mouth and hot cum hit the back of my throat. He moved the smallest amount back and forth as he had his cock buried in my face. His cock and balls rippling and twitching as he unloaded in my face.After a few strong pumps of cum i realized if I don't start to swallow it's gonna start bubbling up my nose or drip down in my lungs. I tried to swallow the cum as quickly as it is pumped in me but there is so much flowing into me that
Last Updated : 2025-03-26To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter forty three.
Arya's POV."There you go." He released my face and gave two gentle taps on my boobs.His large hands caressed my curves as they moved down my sides, finally settling on my ass. Those same hands my her ass cheeks as he leaned down to kiss me, hungrily, passionately. I returned the kiss, my tongue flicking against his.He pressed up against me, leaning into me so I had to back up against the cool tile wall. Moaning, I arched my back, my nipples, rock hard, were pressing into him as my nails pressed into his skin. His hands leisurely skimmed back up my body. He took a step back to gaze at me, a satisfied smile playing at the corner of his lips.I bit my lip, looking away, I always got anxious when he looked at me this way, sometimes not understanding what he saw in me. He makes me feel so fucking sexy every time he looked at me like that, and that was why I had decided to match up to his energy. "Look at me, babydoll, I want to see your eyes," he directed. His hands were on my breasts,
Last Updated : 2025-03-26To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter forty four.
Arya's POV.The morning sun peeked through the curtains, hitting directly on my face, probbing me to flicker my eyes open.I stretched lazily on the bed, my body still buzzing with excitement from last night’s escapade, my heart fluttered just thinking about it.Lucas has finally succeeded in turning me into something I absolutely do not recognize whenever I'm in the mood, it felt like we were on a fucking spree. We could literally have sex anywhere, and I loved every bit of it. I love the different ways we do it.It could be a slow romantic love making, whispering sweet nothings in each other's ears.It could be the roughest hardcore fucking, with Lucas forcing his entire length into my mouth, and pounding me like a desperate animal, and surprisingly, I love when he treats me like that, like his slut. However, it all revolves around the fact that we loved each other so much and we are comfortable enough to do these things. I couldn't have asked for a better man.Sometimes I couldn
Last Updated : 2025-03-26To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter forty five.
Arya's POV.I found my way back into the room, my heart pounding against my chest. I really tried not to bother about it, but how could I not? Martin seemed pretty determined. I needed to speak to Lucas, he is the only one capable of taming him. Almost immediately the sound of my phone ringing broke through the air and I quickly picked it from the bed. My eyes lit up in excitement as I realized it was Lucas calling. He called at the perfect time, now I can speak to him about Martin before it skips my head. I quickly clicked on the receive button and placed the phone over my ear. "Lucas, I have to talk to you about....""Babydoll." His cold voice suddenly sounded through the phone, I could recognize that tone even in my sleep. He was turned on. But at work? How?At this point, it was obvious I can't raise the discussion that I wanted. Lucas has a huge charm on me. Just hearing his cold voice alone over the phone sent warm shivers down my spine. No, Arya, snap out of it and te
Last Updated : 2025-03-27To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter forty six.
Arya's POV.The hours drew by fast, and for my advantage. I really wanted to sun to fall so Lucas could return home to me. My heart pounded in excitement and anticipation as I stood before the full length mirror, taking in my own reflection.Lucas will be here soon. I wanted everything to be perfect for his return. Not because I needed to impress him.Lucas had made it clear time and time again that he was already captivated by me. But tonight, I wanted to take his breath away. I wanted to leave him utterly speechless.The red lingerie I had picked out for the night hugged my curves like a second skin. The lace was sheer, almost scandalously so, revealing the delicate swell of my breasts and the smooth expanse of my stomach. The silk straps traced along my shoulders, teasingly thin, while the intricate floral designs barely covered what they needed to. The matching thong sat high on my hips, emphasizing the dip of my waist and the curve of my backside.I turned slightly, observing m
Last Updated : 2025-03-27To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter forty seven.
Arya's POV. Slowly Lucas circled behind me as I tried to remain still and keep my lowered eyes on him, highly anticipating what he was up to. When he moved behind me, he placed his strong hands on my narrowed shoulders, and I felt his hot breath on my neck."Lean forward and grip the edge of the bed," he whispered into my ear, his hands easing me forward, encouraging to bend at the waist."Huh?" I raised a brow in confusion as I wondered what he was driving at.Lucas ignored my confusion, as he guided me forward until gravity and balance forced me to reach out and grip the edge of the bed as instructed. He ran a hand down my back as he moved to my left, taking in the feel of my petite frame until his hand slid down over tiny fabric of the lingerie and gave my ass a squeeze."Did you wear this purposely to disobey me because you wanted to be punished?" He asked as his hand lingered on my sensitive skin. I let out a little moan. "Yes,""mhmm." He mumbled, just as he pushed two finge
Last Updated : 2025-03-27To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter forty eight.
Arya’s POV.I followed Lucas out of the room, his hand firmly holding mine as he led me down the hallway. I was still very much naked, but thankfully, it was nighttime already and the houseworkers had all left. My heart pounded against my ribs in a rhythmic, almost deafening beat. There was something about the way he walked... slow, calculated, powerful. Like a predator leading its prey into the depths of the unknown. And yet, I wasn't afraid. If anything, I was electrified. The air felt charged, twirling with an energy that made my skin prickle.I really couldn't wait to see what he wanted to show me.We stopped in front of a door, different from all the others in the mansion. Unlike the sleek, modern aesthetic that adorned the rest of the house, this door was heavy, antique, almost gothic with its dark wood and intricate carvings. A silver handle gleamed under the soft glow of the hallway lights.Lucas turned to me, his lips curving into that sinful smirk that always left me breat
Last Updated : 2025-03-28
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To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty two.
Chloe's POV. There was something particularly cruel about waking up on your birthday only to feel more alone than ever. I’d always romanticized birthdays as a kid... cake in the morning, too many messages to count, laughter that made my cheeks hurt. But reality wasn’t so kind.The sun was already up and shining by the time I peeled myself off the sheets. I hadn’t showered. I hadn’t eaten. I hadn’t even replied to the handful of birthday texts that felt more like reminders of who wasn’t reaching out.No call from Hayes. No video message. No surprise flowers.Nothing.He was on a business trip, yes, and he’d texted me a short “Happy birthday, babe" at exactly 12:01 AM. But that was it. No warmth. No depth. No real effort.And maybe that was what stung the most.I was twenty four today. I thought I’d feel more… alive. But the only thing I felt was heavy. Like something inside me had been quietly deflating since morning.Lying on my side, I stared at the wall across my bedroom, watching
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty One.
Chloe's POV.A deep sigh escaped my lips as I walked out of the company building, exhausted and tired. It had been one of those endless days at work where the hours dragged and everything I touched seemed too heavy to lift. I just wanted to get home, curl into bed, and pretend like the weight on my chest didn’t exist.I stood at the edge of the curb, my eyes squinting against the setting sun, and my hand raised slightly to flag down a cab. Traffic inched along lazily, horns honking in the distance. I was mid sigh, debating whether to start walking toward the next block, when a familiar black Mercedes slowed in front of me.At first, I thought it was Hardin.My heart stalled. That luxurious car, that same sleek body… I braced myself, gripping the strap of my bag tighter, heat crawling up my neck like a flame threatening to burn through my resolve.But the driver’s window rolled down, and my stomach settled, only slightly.It wasn’t Hardin. It was Hayes.My boyfriend.He smiled at me..
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter eighty.
Chloe's POV.I didn’t remember walking home.My feet moved, but my mind was stuck.. right there on the street, Hardin's voice still echoed in my ears like the chorus of a dangerous song I couldn’t stop humming.His words haunted me.“You and I both know… I already live in your head.”He was right. God help me, he was so right.The second my front door clicked shut behind me, I slumped against it, chest rising and falling like I’d just run a marathon. Maybe I had... emotionally, anyway.I kicked off my sneakers and wandered into my apartment like a ghost, switching on the hallway lamp more for comfort than light. I needed grounding. Something normal. Something that reminded me who I was before Hardin stepped into the picture.I curled up on the couch, knees tucked to my chest, and stared blankly at the muted TV.I hadn’t texted Hayes all day.Again.The guilt tangled in my stomach like a knot I couldn’t untie. He didn’t deserve this. He was sweet. Kind. The kind of guy who brought flow
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter seventy nine.
Chloe's POV.I couldn’t breathe in my own apartment.Everything felt heavy.The air, my body, my thoughts. Especially my thoughts.The moment I opened my eyes this morning, I was still trembling from the dream. Last night.I didn’t dare describe it to anyone. God, I could barely admit it to myself. But it felt so real. The way his mouth moved on mine. The way his hands. I let out a groan, yanking my pillow over my face.“This is not happening,” I muttered into the fabric. “This is not me.”But it was. And it had been building for days. Since the moment I stepped into the wrong room and found Hardin standing there with nothing but a towel and that look in his eyes.I hadn’t seen Hayes since I left his house. I kept sending him quick excuses"Work's crazy", "Headache", "Need rest". I couldn’t face him. Not with the way my skin still remembered the way his uncle had looked at me like I was made of temptation and sin.I didn’t trust myself.And I definitely didn’t trust Hardin.Which is
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter seventy eight.
Chloe's POV.I was finally home.The moment I shut the door behind me, I leaned against it with a deep, exhausted sigh. My body was here… but my mind? God, my mind was still back at Hayes’ family house... still back in that guest room with him. With Hardin.I kicked off my shoes and rubbed my temples like that would somehow force his image out of my head. The sinful smirk, the way his hazel eyes darkened when they locked on mine, the way his deep voice curled around my name like it had every right to know me intimately.I hadn’t even gotten his scent out of my system.God, Chloe. What is wrong with you?Hayes had kissed me goodbye earlier, hugged me like I was his whole world. And I’d smiled up at him like a damn liar, my head full of images I had no business entertaining. Images of his uncle.I groaned as I slipped out of my jeans and threw on my favorite oversized tee. I didn’t bother with pants... just underwear and the shirt, hoping that a long hot shower had done enough to cleans
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter seventy seven.
Chloe's POV.The door clicked shut behind Hardin, and the silence that followed was deafening.I stood there, wrapped in nothing but a towel and guilt, staring at the space where he had just been... tall, confident, dangerous. My skin still tingled where his fingers had brushed my cheek, and even though I wanted to scrub away the feeling, part of me didn’t want to forget it. Part of me wanted to remember every godforsaken second of that encounter.I squeezed my eyes shut.“What is wrong with me?” I whispered into the still air.I was supposed to be getting dressed. Hayes was waiting downstairs, completely unaware that the woman he called his girlfriend had just been mere inches away from kissing his uncle. Again.And God… I wanted to. Every time Hardin looked at me like that, like I was something forbidden and precious at once, my chest tightened and my knees threatened to give out.But I didn’t give in.Not yet.I threw on my clothes in a hurry, opting for the simple black jeans and
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter seventy six.
Chloe's POV. I took a deep breath and stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror.Get it together, Chloe.I was still in Hayes family mansion, already getting ready to take my leave. Hayes had wanted me to stay a bit longer but how could I? When a certain sin in human form still paraded the house? Haunting my thoughts every given second? I badly needed to leave before I shut off the remaining ounce of morality I have and trip into this dripping hot temptation. My pulse was still rattling in my neck, and the towel I'd just used to dry off clung a little too tightly to my clammy palms. I felt flushed even though the shower was cold. Cold showers were supposed to help. Calm the nerves. Clear the head. Freeze the heat crawling beneath the skin.But nothing.Nothing... could thaw what Hardin had ignited inside me. That man wasn’t just a spark. He was wildfire. And I was standing barefoot in a forest of dry leaves.I am just going to walk out of this room, thank Hayes for dinner, a
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter seventy five
Arya's POV.I had been tossing and turning for over an hour in the guest bedroom Hayes had shown me to. The sheets were soft. The room was perfectly cool. Everything should have been ideal for sleep... except my mind wouldn’t stop replaying him.Hardin.The way he looked at me across that candlelit table. Like I was the only thing worth seeing in a room full of everything. The air between us had felt electric... like a live wire was thrumming under my skin every time he spoke.It wasn’t just what he said. It was how he said it. Like we were in on some shared secret… like he could see through my composure and into the chaos I was desperately trying to hide.I groaned and buried my face into the pillow.I was a terrible person.Hayes had kissed me goodnight like everything was normal. Like I wasn’t about to combust from the heat someone else had caused. I cared about Hayes. I did. He is safe, sweet, good.But good wasn’t what had me wide awake at nearly 1 am, biting my lip and rememberi
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter seventy four.
Arya's POV.I finally found Hayes’s room after roaming around like a lost tourist in his family’s ridiculously large estate. My heart was still thudding in my chest...not from the brief panic of being lost... but from what I had just seen.Correction… who I had just seen.Hardin.God, that man. He wasn't just attractive. He was a walking storm wrapped in a towel and dripping confidence. And sin. Mostly sin. That body... how was it even legal to look that good in nothing but steam and shadows?I tried to scrub the image from my mind, but it was burnt into the back of my eyelids like a brand."Chloe!" Hayes screamed the second I stepped into his room, pulling me into a warm hug, burying his face into the crook of my neck.“There you are,” he said with a soft chuckle, “I was beginning to think you lost your way, you won't let me pick you up." I forced a laugh and hugged him back, though my arms felt stiff and slow. “Sorry, I got lost. This place is like a maze.”He pulled back to kiss m
