Zach’s lips lingered on Barbara’s neck, drawing slow, heated kisses along her skin. Her breathing had grown shallow, caught between surprise and need, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath his touch. His hands explored her sides, fingers trailing gently along the curve of her waist as if memorizing her.A soft gasp escaped her lips. Then, with a sudden move, Zach reached for the seat controller and pressed it. The front seat tilted back sharply. Barbara let out a yelp, but he held her tightly, cradling her so she wouldn’t slip. They eased into the back seat together, their limbs tangled.He adjusted her gently, his voice low and sincere, “Are you okay?”Barbara met his gaze and smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Yeah. I’m fine.” Her voice was soft, but laced with anticipation.Zach’s eyes swept over her body. The curve of her neck, the flush of heat on her skin, the rise and fall of her chest. She shrugged off her blazer, her shirt hugging her tightly.He leaned

The car rocked slightly under the rhythm of their movement, windows slightly fogged from the warmth of their bodies. In the dim backseat, Zach held Barbara tightly, moving with deep urgency now. The teasing had gone on long enough. For the past five minutes, he had played with her body, exploring, tempting, opening her up with slow strokes that drove her to the edge of madness.But now, he was fully in. Taking her from front and not behind.Her breath hitched as he pressed deeper, sliding in and out in a motion that had her trembling, her hips rising to meet his each time.The air around them felt heavy and charged. The world outside had fallen into silence, only the occasional creak of the leather seat and the breathless sounds of their bodies filled the space between them.Barbara’s mouth fell open, but no words came. Her voice caught in her throat, teetering between a gasp and a cry. Her back arched, her hair sticking to her damp skin as her body moved with his, dancing in a silen

Later in the evening, Maya trudged into the house, her steps slow and unsteady. The dim light from the hallway chandelier flickered against her face, revealing swollen eyes, smudged makeup, and the lingering smell of cheap alcohol clinging to her clothes. She dropped her bag by the door and slumped onto the living room couch like her bones could no longer hold her together.Sarah stepped out from the kitchen, apron still tied around her waist, her eyes immediately catching the change in Maya. "Where have you been all day?" she asked, voice gentle but layered with concern.Maya leaned her head back and exhaled. "I went to see him... then a bar after that. I needed to cool off my head."Sarah walked over and sat beside her, close enough to show she cared but not too close to smother. "Cool off? Maya, you shouldn't be drinking."Maya let out a dry laugh and rolled her eyes. "Oh, please, spare me, mother. It's not like I have a car to wreck or anyone to answer to."Sarah's expression tig

In a well-lit hotel room lined with warm amber lights, Maya straddled Wilson on the bed. Her body moved in rhythm, drawing quiet groans from his throat as her hands roamed his chest, leaving trails of warmth on his skin. His fingers dug into the covers, helpless beneath the spell she cast.Her head fell back slightly as she felt the intensity of their connection grow. The air was heavy with heat and indulgence, their silhouettes dancing against the golden walls. Wilson managed to sit up halfway, hands gripping her waist as he began to guide her movements, slow at first, then faster, more desperate."You feel amazing, Maya," he murmured, voice thick with desire.Maya smirked as she swept her damp hair to one side, locking eyes with him. Then she twisted her hips deliberately, pulling a sharp gasp from his lips."Fuck – where did you learn that?"She leaned forward, lips brushing his ear. “I’ll do anything to please the Mayor’s son…”That made him grin, his arms pulling her down for a

The strike hadn’t done much.Despite aiming right, the jack handle had slipped from Maya’s sweaty grip and clattered to the floor. Panic surged through her veins.Zic jerked in confusion, and Maya, thinking fast, masked her failure with a sultry shift.She tilted her head and gave a forced laugh. “Oops,” she murmured, as if she’d dropped it playfully.Before he could react, she quickly repositioned herself, pushing him back against the seat. Her knees pinned his sides as she straddled him, breath warm against his cheek.Zic let out a low, confused groan. His pupils widened in surprise, then narrowed with suspicion.“Maya… what the hell are you doing?” he growled, trying to push her off.But she had come prepared.With one swift motion, her right hand flew up and those long, sharp prosthetic nails, glistening like the fangs of a viper – dug deep into his eyes.“AHHH—!”He screamed. Loud. Violent. Wild. His body thrashed under her, arms flailing, trying to grab her hair, but he was alre