Page 1 of Sinful Temptation

PROLOGUE

“That’s it, fuck, yeah,”I moan, my back arched as he pounds into the back of me. This is not what I had envisaged when I said I wanted to find someone to love.

I’m forty.

I’m ready to settle down… yet I am letting a twenty-two-year old fuck me.

“You like that baby?” his voice causes my skin to prick with goosebumps and I moan at his words, his cock sliding in and out of me with ease.

“Yes,” I whisper, fingers tightening around the bedsheets and lowering my upper body down so my ass is in the air.

“I love fucking you, no other girl has compared to you.”

For his age, he knows how to work my body, knows how to bring me to the brink of my orgasm before letting it shatter me.

This shouldn’t work.

We should never have crossed that line, but here I am.

I fell for my son’s best friend, Ezra and it didn’t matter how much I said it shouldn’t happen, that it couldn’t happen… it did.

Like moths to flames.

Silly, silly, moths.

“Your pussy is tightening, are you getting closeMrs Stanley?” My toes curl, my legs widening as he slips deeper inside of me and just as I am about to implode around his perfect cock, my bedroom door slams open. As I turn to see who stands there, I freeze.

It’s my son, Callum, and he has just caught his best friend fucking me into oblivion.

“Baby,” I call out as I scramble away from Ezra and drag the sheet with me, wrapping it around my body. Though it’s too late, he has already bolted out the door.

But I am getting a little ahead of myself, so let’s rewind it back to the start, shall we?

CHAPTER ONE

LILY

SIX WEEKS AGO

“Girls, I’ll catch you later,”I smile at them as I walk out of the coffee shop and towards the busy streets of London. The evenings are warm, summer is in full swing here and I am already feeling clammy from the warm sun.

My mind drifts back to the girls and how they've all found their happily ever after, and here I am, forty, a single mom and my love life is non-existent. I have tried online dating, tried speed dating, and even let the girls set me up with blind dates a few times, but they always fell short. I wasn't sure what I was looking for. I wanted someone that knew how to handle me. I can be a bit much, I knew that, but at the same time I was still deserving of love.

After my ex-husband left, well, I threw myself into being the best mum I could be for Callum, and when he became older, he didn't need me as much anymore. A few months after he left for college, I met the girls where Harper works, in Cakes and Roses, a small coffee shop turned book store. We were all down and out when it came to our love lives and after a few off the cuffmeetings, we all came to find we had a strong love for the same thing.

Romance Books.

We were always guaranteed the happily ever after without worrying about getting it ourselves, but of course, all five of the girls found new boyfriends and here we are.

They're all loved up.

And I'm still alone.

Sighing, I hold my hand out when I see the black cab roll to a halt and I give him a smile before reciting my address and closing the door behind me.My phone pings and I know it's one of the many dating apps I am on, but I ignore it. I was in no mood tonight to even start looking into it.

I had got myself in a bit of a mood and it wasn't anyone’s fault but my own.I think I am a little envious maybe? Which I know is perfectly fine to feel, I am allowed to feel robbed of an experience.

My phone beeps again and this time I know it's the girls.Slipping it out of my bag, I read the messages as they try and pencil in our next week’s book club and wait for them to battle it out for the dates. It was no issue for me. I worked from home and could pretty much do what I wanted to, when I wanted to.

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