The vibrations of Kat Marie's phone buzzed against her thigh, a jarring interruption to the growing heat between her legs. "Just a sec, honey," she murmured into the receiver, her voice a shade too breathy to be entirely convincing to her husband – Luke's dad.
Luke, the bold son, stood leaning against the doorway, his eyes burning into her with an intensity that made her skin prickle. He knew exactly what he was doing, pushing her buttons, testing the limits of their unspoken desires. Her blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders as she nervously tucked a stray strand behind her ear, trying to maintain a semblance of composure. The phone call faded into background noise as Luke’s gaze zeroed in on her big boobs straining against her silk robe.
"Everything okay?" her husband’s voice crackled through the line.
“Perfectly fine, darling,” she lied, her eyes locked with Luke’s. He took a step closer, and another, the scent of his skin – a mix of sweat and something undeniably masculine – filling her senses. She could see the desire burning in his eyes, the unspoken challenge to break all the rules. She knew it was risky, incredibly so, but the thrill of the taboo was too potent to resist.
He reached out, his fingers tracing the outline of her robe. Her breath hitched as he slowly, deliberately, parted the fabric, revealing the creamy expanse of her skin. A blush crept up her neck as he knelt before her, his hands exploring her curves, teasing her until she thought she might scream. The phone slipped from her fingers, clattering unnoticed to the floor. Luke's tongue traced the curve of her breast as he unhooked her bra, freeing her full breasts to his eager mouth. Every touch was electric, igniting a firestorm of forbidden pleasure.
The call ended abruptly, unanswered. As Luke moved to between her legs, she parted them willing, his rock hard member finding its place. As his thrusts grew more fierce, she felt herself losing control. The moment it came, was explosive, raw and filled with hot desire. She tasted him in her mouth, feeling the intense pleasure radiate through every inch of her body.
Later, she would feel guilt, the sting of betrayal. But in that moment, lost in the heat of their secret encounter, all that mattered was the intoxicating, forbidden pleasure of their lust.