HIS GUILTY PLEASURE

CAUGHT BETWEEN US! 7

Chapter 7

Sophia’s POV

“These couches feel so soft after that crazy day but my body is still buzzing from Ben’s c*m,” I said quietly as we all settled into the living room, the storm clouds rolling in outside turning the afternoon dark and heavy.

Alex pulled me down onto one sofa, his arm wrapping around my waist while Olivia and Ben took the big one right across from us close enough that our feet could almost touch if we stretched.

The rain started pattering against the windows low at first making the room feel trapped and intimate like the whole world shrank to just us four in the dim light.

Alex yawned big, kicking his legs up. “This nap idea was perfect. That pool wore me out and the rain sounds nice. You comfy babe?”

He kissed my shoulder, his hand resting lazy on my hip but my mind was already across the room on Ben whose eyes locked on me the second we sat down.

Olivia curled into Ben’s side, her head on his chest looking peaceful already. “Yeah me too. You two keep it down if you chat. I’m out like a light after all that food and swimming. Love you sis don’t let the storm wake me.”

She closed her eyes fast, her breathing evening out quick the way it always did when she crashed.

I lay there beside Alex pretending to relax but my p***y still ached tender from the pool house f**k Ben’s thick c**k stretching me raw and leaving his load deep.

My t**s felt heavy and sensitive against Alex’s side, the pregnancy making everything more intense while the secret burned in my throat.

The room got darker as the storm picked up thunder rumbling low outside matching the pounding in my chest.

Alex’s eyes drifted shut soon after his snores started soft and steady.

Now it was just me and Ben awake across from each other in the dim light, the rain pouring harder, trapping us in this charged silence.

I shifted carefully not to wake Alex, my n*****s tightening under my thin top as Ben’s gaze dragged over me slowly and hungry.

“You okay over there Sophia?” Ben whispered low, his voice rough like gravel, his hand resting on Olivia’s back but his eyes burning straight into mine. “You've been quiet since lunch.

That dizzy spell earlier f**k I wanted to pull you aside right then.”

I bit my lip glancing at Alex’s sleeping face then back at Ben, my thighs pressing together remembering how he pounded me. “I’m not okay Ben. Not really. What we did in the pool house was insane with them right outside.

Your c**k felt so good stretching my p***y but now the guilt is eating me alive.

Olivia was talking about growing our families closer and here I am lying next to my husband with your c*m still leaking out of me.”

Ben’s breath caught his free hand clenching on the couch cushion like he wanted to reach across and touch me. “God hearing you say that makes me hard again.

That pregnant p***y of yours gripped me so tight today. You hinted at it earlier but tell me more. Is it really mine?

From that barbecue night when I had my fingers buried deep fingering you till you soaked my hand? f**k Sophia I can’t stop thinking about it. About filling you up again while they sleep right here.”

My heart slammed hard, the storm flashing lightning outside, lighting up his face for a second.

I whispered back leaning forward a little, my voice shaky with lust and fear. “I took the test Ben. Positive.

And yeah the timing matches that night you pinned me against the shed your fingers pumping my cunt while Alex was ten feet away. But I don’t know for sure.

Alex and I f**k plenty too. This is so f****d up.

I reassured Olivia today about keeping your attention while I was dripping for you.

My c**t throbs every time you look at me and my t**s are getting fuller already sensitive as hell. What the hell are we doing?”

He shifted on the sofa careful not to wake Olivia, his leg stretching out so his foot brushed mine under the coffee table sending sparks straight to my core. “We’re doing what feels right even if it’s dirty as hell. I love Olivia but this pull with you is something else.

Your body next to mine every day those identical faces but you look at me like you need to be f****d raw.

If that baby is mine I’ll figure s**t out but right now I want to sneak you upstairs and eat that pregnant p***y till you c*m on my tongue again.

Risky with them sleeping but f**k the storm is loud enough to cover your moans.”

I felt fresh slickness between my legs, my p***y clenching at his words, the guilt twisting sharp while the lust burned hotter.

Alex stirred a little beside me snoring louder and I froze my breath catching. “Ben shut up, they could wake up. But yeah I want it too.

Your c**k deep inside me again claiming this cunt that might be carrying your kid.

Olivia hugged me earlier talking about our unbreakable bond and I lied through my teeth.

My hands were shaking the whole lunch cleanup when you touched me under the table. This secret is getting too big.

I almost told her in the garden but how do I say I let her husband knock me up possibly?”

Ben’s eyes darkened with raw need, his voice dropping even lower as thunder cracked outside. “You don’t say it yet. We handle this together.

But feeling you c*m around me today knowing you might be pregnant with my baby made me lose it.

I pumped so much c*m in you.

Next time I want you on your knees sucking me off while I play with those swollen t**s. You’re mine in this f****d way Sophia even if we have to hide it.”

The rain hammered harder against the windows, the room feeling smaller and more dangerous with every word.

My body reacted with strong n*****s aching p***y throbbing with fresh heat and the dizzy edge of morning sickness mixing in.

I wanted to crawl across to him right then risk everything but Alex’s arm tightened around me in his sleep and Olivia sighed softly on Ben’s chest.

The tension stretched tight between us like a wire about to snap our whispers full of dirty promises and heavy secrets.

Lightning flashed again illuminating Ben’s face full of that protective hunger and forbidden lust.

My heart raced faster wondering if the storm would cover us or if one wrong sound would wake them and blow our whole world apart right here on these couches.