The sun was a peeping Tom through the blinds, painting stripes across Violet's curves. She adjusted the lacy bra, the fabric a whisper against her skin. Her roommate's boyfriend, Mark, was supposed to be out. He definitely wasn't supposed to be standing in the doorway, eyes wide, jaw slack.
"Violet… I…" He stammered, his gaze tracing her figure. She froze, a blush creeping up her neck. The air thickened with a shared, unspoken tension. It was the kind of tension that crackled with electricity, the kind that screamed forbidden desire.
"Mark… you weren't supposed to see that," she breathed, her voice barely a whisper. He stepped closer, his eyes glued to her big tits straining against the fabric. "I… I can't help but look. You're stunning."
A dangerous game had begun. A game of glances, of stolen moments, of unspoken desires. He was her roommate's boyfriend, totally off-limits. But the look in his eyes… it was a magnetic pull she couldn't deny. He stepped forward, reaching for her. "I shouldn't, but I want you so bad." He pulled her close and kissed her roughly, a raw, desperate kiss that left her breathless.
She reciprocated, running her hands through his hair, pulling him closer. She led him to the bed. He kissed down her body, worshiping every inch. Finally, he made his way to her pussy and licked her into a frenzy.
His hands roamed, exploring every inch of her curvaceous body. The kiss deepened, tongues dancing a dangerous ballet. He slipped his hand beneath her shorts, his fingers finding the wet heat that pulsed with anticipation. A moan escaped her lips, a sound that echoed in the silent room. This was wrong. This was so, so wrong. But it felt so, so right.
He dropped to his knees, parting her legs and pushing her back onto the bed. The blowjob was intense. He sucked and pulled until Violet nearly blacked out from pleasure. She came hard, screaming and begging. After, he went to work, tearing her up roughly, as she deserved. Sneaky fucking had never felt so good.
As she lay there, panting, spent, and filled with both guilt and exhilaration, she knew one thing: this was a secret she would carry with her forever.