Sinfully His (He is Mine) Erotic Short Stories

I don't know if I should

I stood there, staring at the gorgeous gown and glittering jewelry, feeling completely out of place. That’s when it hit me—I still smelled of my juice and everything else from earlier. My cheeks turned red as I quickly turned to the maids.

"Um, I… I need to take a bath first," I said, my voice a little shaky.

The maids exchanged a glance before one of them nodded. "Of course, Miss. We’ll wait outside. Let us know when you’re ready."

I took of the gown then they gathered the gown and jewelry, then left the room, shutting the door softly behind them.

As soon as they were gone, I let out a sigh of relief and quickly standing upright. I grabbed a towel from the corner and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind me.

The moment I stepped inside, the cool tiles under my feet and the sight of the bathtub made me feel a little calmer. I turned on the water, letting it run warm, and stepped under the shower.

The water ran down my body, washing away the stickiness and sweat from earlier. As it did, memories of what had just happened started playing in my mind. Kael’s touch, his kisses, the way he looked at me like I was the only person in the world,the way he f****d…

I bit my lip, my hands tracing over my wet skin. "How did this even happen?" I whispered to myself.

My fingers lingered on my body, brushing over the spots he had kissed. I couldn’t help but smile, a soft giggle escaping my lips. "How did he even fit inside me?" I muttered, shaking my head in disbelief. "It felt so…"

I trailed off, letting the thought finish itself as a blush crept up my cheeks. The memory of how his body moved against mine made my heart race. My fingers slid down my stomach then I moved one finger down until it reached my p***y,I touched my c**t, and I let out a small sigh as I closed my eyes.

I didn’t know what had come over me, but it felt like I could still feel him. Every inch of me seemed to tingle with the memory of him.

Knock. Knock.

The sound startled me out of my thoughts, and my eyes flew open. My heart skipped a beat as I froze, standing completely still under the running water.

Before I could say anything, the door opened.

"Kael?" I gasped, my voice barely a whisper.

He stepped inside, his sharp eyes immediately locking onto my naked form. My hands flew to cover myself, but it was useless under his intense gaze.

"Don’t stop on my account," he said, smirking as he leaned casually against the doorframe.

My cheeks burned as I looked away, unable to meet his eyes. "I… I thought you left," I stammered, my voice trembling.

"I forgot something," he said, his tone teasing as he walked closer.

The closer he got, the more my heart raced. The water kept running, splashing against the tiled floor as he stood just inches away from me.

"Kael…" I whispered, my voice barely audible.

He tilted his head, his smirk widening. "Don’t let me interrupt," he murmured, his eyes dark and full of intent.

The sight of him made me horny all over again. I could feel my arousal building, my p***y throbbing for his touch. But I was also aware of his mother’s words, the fear of the consequences of our actions still fresh in my mind. I bit my lip, unsure of what to say.

"You don’t have to be shy, baby," Kael said, his eyes never leaving my body. "I know you liked it. You're practically begging for it."

He took a step closer, his hand reaching out to gently push aside the shower curtain. The warmth from the water washed over him, making his skin glisten in the dim light of the bathroom. His eyes never left mine as he spoke. "Why don’t you show me how much you want me, Sophia?"

I swallowed hard, his words sending a fresh wave of desire through me. "W-what do you mean?"

He stepped closer, his eyes dropping to my hands, which were still covering my breasts. "I know you want to touch me again," he said, his voice low and seductive. "But I want to watch you first. Make yourself feel good for me."

I swallowed hard, my eyes meeting his. He was so confident, so sure of himself. And for some reason, that confidence was intoxicating. I let my hands fall away from my chest, letting the water cascade over my breasts. His gaze followed the droplets as they ran down my body.

"Kael, I-I don't know if I should," I protested weakly.

"Just do it," he urged, his voice a dark whisper that seemed to echo through the bathroom. "Show me how much you enjoyed it, baby. How much you want me again."

My cheeks flushed with both embarrassment and a newfound boldness. I slid my hands down my body, the water making my skin slick as I reached my c**t. I began to rub it lightly, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through me. Kael's eyes never left my movements, his own desire evident in the way his chest rose and fell with his heavy breaths.

That's it, baby," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Show me how much you want it."

I watched his eyes as they trailed down my body, his gaze intense and hungry. Slowly, almost as if he was afraid to break the spell, Kael reached out with one hand and cupped my left breast. His touch was gentle but firm, his thumb brushing against my hardened n****e. A soft moan escaped my lips, and his smirk grew.

Without breaking eye contact, he leaned in closer, his breath hot on my skin. He bent his head, his eyes never leaving mine as his tongue darted out to flick my n****e. The sensation was electric, making me gasp and arch my back, pushing my breast further into his hand. He took the invitation, his mouth closing over my sensitive peak. The sensation was so intense, I had to grab onto the shower rod to keep from collapsing.