Romances de Ione

Beth's POVThe fire was still burning when the suggestion hung in the air. My own words echoed in my head. ‘What if we switched? Just for tonight.’No one looked away.I sat up straighter, my naked skin warm from the flames, and met every pair of eyes in turn. “We’re actually talking about this. Right now. If anyone’s not completely in, say it. No pressure. No hard feelings.”Rivers’s voice was low. “I’m in. Fully.”Koko nodded, eyes bright. “Same. I’ve been thinking about it since the skydiving.”Lucy’s fingers tightened on Luca’s thigh. “Yes. Clear yes.”Luca exhaled. “Yes.”George looked at me last, that steady gaze I knew better than my own. “I’m with you. All the way.”I nodded. “Ground rules, then. Safe word is ‘lake.’ Anyone says it, everything stops for that person. No questions. We check in. We use protection if anyone wants it—George and I have condoms in the house if needed. And we can stop or switch at any time. This only works if it stays good for everyone.”A murmur of a

George's POVThe estate looked even better than the photos. It was a private cove, with a long dock stretching into the dark water, the big cedar house set back among the pines. Beth and I had rented the place for the whole month and invited the others—our friends, Koko and Rivers, Lucy and Luca. The one rule was no kids. Just the six of us.We got there two days early to settle in. By the second afternoon the clothes had already started disappearing. Beth peeled her tank top off the second she stepped onto the dock and dove in naked. I followed in, the cold water shocking the heat out of my skin. When I surfaced she was floating on her back, her breasts breaking the surface, freckles dark against her wet skin.“Feels illegal,” she said, grinning.“No baby, it feels good.”She laughed in response.Koko and Rivers arrived that evening. Koko stripped down to nothing before she’d even finished her first drink and stretched out on a lounge chair like she owned the place. Rivers, her hu

Cain's POVWe changed positions until the sun was directly overhead. Me on my back, Sally riding, Tae sitting on my face. Then Tae on all fours with Sally beneath her, my cock alternating between them, never fully leaving one before pushing into the other. Prolonged, filthy, open-air fucking. No rush. No shame. Only the wet slap of our bodies and the occasional low commands we gave eachother.“Fuck me harder!” Sally's voice.Tae commanded. “Bury your cock deep inside her while I cummm.” And I responded by slamming my cock deep to the hilt of Sally's clenching pussy and then licked her clean when she orgasmed.By early afternoon we moved to the infinity pool. The water was a cool shock after the heat. I pressed Tae against the submerged ledge and fucked her while Sally floated close, kissing us both, her hands roaming underwater. Then I had Sally sit on the edge, spread her legs, and ate out her pussy while Tae stroked me under the surface. We edged for a long time, bringing each oth

Cain's POVI woke with the weight of two bodies against me, the desert light already hard and gold through the glass wall. Sally’s head was on my chest, her breath warm across my nipple. Tae’s thigh was thrown over both of us, her hand resting low on my stomach, her fingers still curled as if she had fallen asleep mid-claim. The sheets were a wreck of oil and cum and sweat from the night before. My cock was already thickening against Sally’s hip.I shifted just enough to feel her stir. She made a soft sound and pressed closer. Tae’s eyes opened a second later, dark and clear.“Morning,” she murmured, her voice rough. Her hand slid lower, found me, and gave a slow stroke. “Still hard for us.”“Always was,” I said. “Just stopped pretending. Ive always wanted to have the both of you together.”Sally lifted her head. Her mouth was soft, her lips slightly swollen. I kissed her without hesitation, deep and unhurried, tasting sleep and last night on her tongue. Tae’s hand kept moving, lazy,

Sally's POVTae reached past me and wrapped her hand around him, stroking once, twice, while her other hand kept circling my clit.We moved to the outdoor rainfall shower set into a stone alcove beside the pool. Warm water cascaded from the wide fixture. Cain soaped Tae’s body with deliberate care, his hands sliding over her breasts, between her legs, then turned her so she faced me. He guided my hand between Tae’s thighs. She was as wet as I was. I stroked her the way she had stroked me, watching her eyes go heavy-lidded.Cain kissed me over her shoulder, deep and claiming. Then he kissed Tae the same way. The three of us traded mouths under the falling water—slow, then hungry, our tongues and teeth and the occasional soft moan swallowed by the next kiss. His hands were everywhere: squeezing my ass, guiding Tae’s hips, pressing us together so our slick bodies slid against one another.By the time the sun began to drop, staining the dunes orange and violet, we were barely dressed. A s

Sally's POVThe private helicopter’s door opened and I stepped down after Uncle Cain and Aunt Tae, the soles of my sandals already softening against the pale stone path. The desert stretched in every direction, endless dunes the color of old gold, sky a cloudless blue, no staff in sight. Just the three of us and the low, modern villa that seemed to have grown out of the sand itself.My thin linen dress clung immediately to my body. Sweat bloomed between my shoulder blades and under my breasts. Uncle Cain pulled off his open shirt, revealing the broad, tanned chest I had always known but never quite looked at this way. Aunt Tae slipped out of her wide-brimmed hat and unbuttoned the first three buttons of her white blouse. Her collarbones glistened.“Jesus,” she murmured, fanning herself. “It’s like the sun wants to roast us. Feels like I should strip completely on the spot.”Cain laughed, low. “That’s the point of this place. No neighbors. No cameras. No one to perform for.” He glance

Adrian's POV She wouldn't look at me in the elevator, and she still wasn't looking at me by the time the suite door closed behind us."Victoria, who sent that letter?" I asked."I said It's nothing, can't you let it go?" She sighed and set her clutch on the centre table carefully, like it weighed more than it should. "It was a wedding note. From someone I know.""People don't usually go pale from reading a wedding note.""It's been a long day, Adrian." She finally met my eyes, chin up, the same posture she'd worn walking down the aisle that morning. "Don't forget I just fainted on a plane few hours ago. I probably still look pale from that. And I'm super exhausted. So don't let that bother you."Of course she'll try to play that card with me. What did she think I was? 12? Sure, she'd gone pale, almost as white as the seats themselves when she fainted, but the colour had come back to her fair face, and her almond shaped green eyes. Her eyes… it was a remarkable shade I don't think I

Adrian's POV “Mrs Kingsley!” I heard the air hostess scream her name.I turned back and there she was, free falling to the plush carpet. In no time, I caught her before she hit the floor.One second she was walking toward the back of the cabin, the next her knees buckled and she dropped against my arm, her head falling back, her face drained of every drop of color it had."Victoria." Nothing. "Victoria!"The hostess came running with her hand pressed to her chest. "Is she—""Go get a doctor. Now!""We have a flight physician on ground for exactly this, sir, I'll radio him—""You should be doing that already instead of standing there, making silly explanations!"I lowered her into the nearest seat and propped her head against the cushion. “Victoria?”With two fingers placed against her wrist, I could feel her pulse. It was getting weak but it was still there. Okay, at least.The physician arrived in two minutes, a smallish man with a worn leather bag and no interest in my harsh tone.

Seraphina’s POVThe jet was waiting on the tarmac when we arrived, sleek and quiet under the runway lights. I'd never seen a private jet this close, it was massive.I still couldn't believe I was now married to one of the wealthiest bachelors in New York city.Last week, I was feeding on bland overnight oats to survive, this week I was…Mrs. Kingsley. He'd called me that.I was half expecting someone to pinch me out of this unbelievable dream but that never came.“Welcome aboard, Mr and Mrs Kingsley,” the air hostess greeted us. “Please make yourselves comfortable. Our flight takes off in exactly twenty minutes.”She had a clipboard tucked under one arm and a smile that seemed like it was permanently installed on her face."Can I get you something before takeoff, Mrs. Kingsley? Champagne, water, something to eat?""Water is fine," I said. "Thank you.""Of course." She turned to leave and I almost called after her to say thank you again, the way I normally would, but I caught myself jus

Adrian's POV"The Victoria I know is perfectly pleasant." I said to her,I felt her stiffen up against my arm immediately. Had I startled her that much?But it was just a small contraction in the muscle beneath my hand, barely there. And it was gone so fast that if I hadn't been paying attention to her, I might have missed it.She recovered quickly, turning her head toward me with a fake smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Nice to meet you too, my dear husband.”Ouuu, so she did have fire. I like that. I'd take this version over the sad, defeated look she wore all day.“All pleasure is mine.” Without another word, I offered my hand and we walked down the aisle together. Four hundred guests were on their feet, clapping and cheering, like this marriage was indeed lovely.I would have spent this weekend on a solo trip in my penthouse at Colorado or played golf with potential clients or done something more meaningful with my time, yet here I was… playing husband with this strange woman—“

Sera's POVI threw up at five in the morning, kneeling on the cold marble floor of the hotel bathroom, one hand braced against the wall, the other gripping the edge of the sink.Only this bathroom was the size of my entire apartment. Even the tiles were heated, I'd never seen anything like it before. I never even knew such beauty existed. Richard Hale had done his thing and I can't lie, it was impressive. But for some reason my nerves were everywhere.This morning, I get married to the ‘absolute love of my life’ and assume a life as his lawfully wedded beloved wife.I rinsed my mouth and looked at myself in the mirror. The woman staring back at me looked exhausted.Dark circles sat beneath my eyes despite the expensive skincare products someone had left in the room, my hair was pulled back, my skin looked pale, my eyes were dull, no matter how much I tried to force life in them. I barely recognized me.Richard and his cohorts had moved me into The Meridian two days after I signed t

Adrian's POVThe projector had been running for forty minutes now, I was getting real bored of this damn meeting. "Third quarter projections show a fourteen percent growth margin in the Asian market," Henderson said from the far end of the table. "If we move aggressively on the Seoul acquisition before December—""We're not moving on Seoul."Henderson stopped clicking. Around the table, six other people stopped whatever they were pretending to do and became very still. They knew I meant business whenever I spoke in that tone.“Page forty-seven of your own report," I said. "The subsidiary agreement with their logistics partner. There's a conflict clause buried in there that activates the moment we absorb the parent company. We'd be walking into a seventy million dollar legal dispute we had absolutely nothing to do with."Henderson stared at me. "I didn't—""I read your report twice, Henderson. I found it the first time."He closed his mouth and nodded once, bowing his head in shame.N