Chapter 11: Oaklyn's Seduction
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Updated : Sep 18th, 2025
After dinner, Oaklyn went to shower and told me to keep Angie company while she did her homework. Angie wanted me to stay too, and I'd agreed to stay.
I had barely sat down when a faint, breathy moan drifted out of the bathroom.
A shiver ran through me, my limbs went weak, and heat surged downward, unstoppable. I clasped my hands tight, crossed my legs, and pressed down hard to tame what was rising.
I wanted to slap myself. Once the gossip started up in Royphia Village, I could already hear what people would say. And worse, I had no idea how I'd face Melissa.
Everybody knew not to mess with Oaklyn. Yet, I wanted to pull back that shower curtain. That's the hold Oaklyn had on me.
"Oh! Gideon, I forgot my clothes. Can you grab them for me?"
Her voice rang out, sweet and teasing, as she leaned halfway out of the shower. I looked over, and her skin was slick with water, droplets tracing down her smooth curves and falling to the tiles.
The doorway almost concealed her rosy nipple. If she shifted an inch, I'd see all of it.
I swallowed, throat tight. Did Oaklyn want me to go into the bathroom?
It was past midnight.
Seeing my eyes locked on her, Oaklyn let a smile curl at the corner of her mouth. There was a sultry look in her eyes. She straightened up, chest out, and pointed a slender finger toward the living room, saying, "The clothes are on the drying rack in the living room."
Her rosy nipple slipped into view against her pale skin. It was impossible to look away.
My face burned, and my mind went blank. I forced my feet to move toward the living room and found her clothes. They were a pink nightgown and a pair of sheer red panties, wickedly enticing.
I picked them up and, like a depraved fool, lifted the red panties to my nose and took a sniff. A heady, intimate musk flooded my senses. A tremor shot through me like I had just taken a hit. Desire flared, like electricity running through me, and I got hard in an instant.
I jolted, horrified at myself, and quickly stuffed the panties into the nightgown. At the bathroom door, I held the bundle out to Oaklyn. "Here are your clothes."
"Thanks."
Oaklyn pulled the curtain halfway aside. Her two long, elegant legs came into view, and the steam turned hazy, as if she were walking on mist.
My eyes tracked those legs. Those pale, flawless legs could rival Melissa's. No wonder the men of Royphia Village lost their minds over her.
Oaklyn took the clothes and, in no time, had changed. She lifted the curtain and stepped out.
She wore the sheer pink nightgown, with the red panties visible underneath.
My chest tightened, and blood rushed to my head. Oaklyn's seduction was going to be the death of me.
"What, not enough for you?" Oaklyn smiled, lips curving. She winked, and it knocked the sense out of me.
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