Chapter 1: Caught in the Act

Each chapter is a confession-wet panties, bruised thighs, teeth on necks, and hands down panties under the dinner table. These are the things whispered in dark corners, under blankets, on your knees behind locked doors. Fast fucks against the wall. Deep moans muffled by pillows. Filthy mouths that say the nastiest things when you're spread open and begging.
These aren't just hookups. They're sins you replay in your head at 2AM with your fingers between your legs.
Raw. Dirty. Desperate.
And the worst part?
You'll wish they were your secrets.