Naughty Tales Collection

I used to love this city. I loved the crowds, the nights, the life. The fact there is always something going on is a huge draw for me. But on my birthday, my parents became stricter. I don’t even know why. I’m not allowed to go anywhere but home and school.

I’m a prisoner in an adult’s body in my childhood home.

I could whine and cry about how life’s not fair, but then Marty showed up a couple of days ago to housesit while Onyx and Grace take a vacation. In a lot of ways, I’m grateful for our neighbors. Not only do they treat me like an old friend, but Grace is like the older sister I wish I had.

She takes me shopping with her, lets me help her with the kids. We bake and make huge family meals for every holiday. Since my parents are gone any chance they get, I’m not even sure they know how close I am to the Inwood family. If they did, I’m certain I’d have been shipped off to a boarding school in Switzerland by now.

With the appearance of Marty now, a man I’ve lusted after for far too long, I’m throwing caution to the wind and going for what I truly want.

Him.

Just a single passion-filled night with Martin.

I know he’s a player. I once heard Onyx tell Grace he’s a hit it and quit it kind of guy. I’m sure by the time he’s done with me, I’ll have regret written all over me. But if I’m to be locked away like some princess with no knight in shining armor in sight, I might as well enjoy my time.

The banging of the neighbor’s door as it slams shut alerts me to Martin’s loss of cont

rol. I’m honestly surprised he was able to hold off for as long as he did.

Suddenly shy, I stand up and dive into the pool. With distance between us, I know I can push him back should I need to.

The water ripples around my nude body as I kick my legs and swim to the far side. Popping my head up, I place my hands on the side of the pool and rest my head on them. Facing the gate where I’m certain Martin will come through any second, I close my eyes and wait.

The wind feels softer as it blows. The water warms from the bright sun in the sky. I hear the blades of grass crunch under his heavy, determined steps, and I feel the vibration of the gate opening as he comes in the yard.

“Celeste.” He groans.

I keep my eyes closed, terrified I’ll chicken out once I see him.

“Celeste.”

I love the sound of my name on his lips. His voice is deep, filled with an obsessive need for me.

“Celeste.” He’s right in front of me now.

Inhaling a deep breath, I slowly open my gaze and my eyes climb his body with hunger as he stands barefoot in front of me. “Hi,” I murmur as our stares merge. All my confidence from earlier has vanished and I’m the eighteen-year-old virgin with a crush on my neighbors’ friend again.

Crouching in front of me, Martin cups my cheek with one hand, pulling me up and out of the water until my breasts are showing. Self-conscious, I move to cover them when he jerks my chin forward and shakes his head no. “You don’t get to tease a man the way you did and then cover it up, babe.” He smirks as I feel a blush work up my face.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper, suddenly wishing I’d done things differently now.

“Are you?” I peek up at him through my lashes and see he’s got his head cocked to the side curiously.

“I’m not sure.” I should be. Everything in me says I should be. But I’ve wanted nothing more than this man for a very long time.

“Come on out.” He offers me a hand and I take it. I’m small, so he easily lifts me straight from the water to stand in front of him.

Naked.

Dripping wet.

Filled to the brim with nerves.

I vibrate with anticipation as his large palms cup under my breasts and his thumbs rub across my pebbled nipples.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs, leaning forward.

A gasp escapes me as Martin’s warm mouth captures not just my nipple but the entire globe in his mouth. I’m small-chested so it’s not a hard feat. I quiver in his arms, my body primed and ready for anything he dishes out.