I swore I'd never crack.
Not after years of holding this crumbling house together alone, playing the poised mother everyone expected. Loneliness gnawed at me like dry rot, but I buried it deep. Until that sun-warmed deck became my undoing. He was there, my daughter's boyfriend, all lean muscle and easy confidence, fixing what I couldn't. Our hands brushed over a railing. Fire shot through me. Wrong. Reckless. Necessary.
I told myself it was once. Just to feel alive again.
His body slammed mine against the doorway that first night, shattering my denials. Youth like his demanded everything. He took me with a steady hunger that stripped my facade bare, pounding out the ache I'd hidden for so long. Sweat glistened on our skin under twilight skies, his hands claiming curves no one else dared touch. I yielded, gasping, as he filled me completely. Breeding me like a secret we both craved. Maternal authority? Gone. Replaced by this throbbing need to possess him fully.
But he's hers. My own daughter.
Every stolen moment pulses with betrayal. Her laughter echoes through these walls while his seed takes root inside me, swelling my belly with forbidden proof. Tender fingers trace the curve in hidden moments, promising a family we can't have. My dignity frays. My independence hangs by whispers. One wrong move, and the home I'm fighting for collapses. Her trust. My world.
How do I steal her lover and build our shadowed life without the ruins burying us both?
A full-length age gap forbidden taboo pregnancy erotic romance featuring a commanding lonely mother and her daughter's vibrant young lover.
