Voyeuress
Chapter 1: She Wasn't Meant To Be Watching
He had her bent over the bed. His hand in her hair, his hips moving in slow, deliberate thrusts that sent a shudder through my whole body. His shirt was still on, open, clinging to his back with sweat. Every muscle rippled under his skin as he buried himself deeper into her like he owned her.
Chapter 2: The Watcher Becomes the Watched
His eyes burned hotter than the air, following every glide of my fingers, every arch of my back. I could see the rise and fall of his chest, the clench of his jaw when my breathing picked up.
Chapter 3: Buzz. Ignore. Repeat.
Without a pause, I flipped it over, screen-down, and nudged it out of my line of sight.
Chapter 4: The Eighth Floor
His hands slide onto my waist, pulling me close, his breath warm against my neck. I barely take a step before he pushes me against the wall...