Adriana POVAs we made our way down the hallway, he forcefully kicked open one of the doors. My frustration boiled over, and I couldn't contain my anger any longer. "What is your problem?" I snapped, my voice laced with irritation. "Are you even paying attention to me?"He casually dropped me into an oversized recliner and took a step back, a self-satisfied smirk playing on his lips. His response only fueled my frustration. I glared up at him, feeling a mix of indignation and confusion. "You think it's acceptable to treat me like some cave- woman ?"He let out a low grunt, his smile unyielding. "cave-woman? No, Kitten. I did it to assert my claim over you, to make it known to everyone in that place that you belong to me.""Kitten?" "You know exactly what I'm talking about. Instead of being grateful for what I did, you're being dismissive," he retorted, frustration evident in his voice.I met his gaze, my expression firm. "I appreciate your concern, but I can handle myself when it come
Adriana POV I appreciate independent women, but there is a limit," Raptor remarked. I blushed but was curious too so I inquired, "What exactly do you mean by 'to a point'?" He clarified, "I admire a woman who can take care of herself when necessary, yet is open to being cared for by a man if he desires to do so." I found his perspective intriguing, but only to a certain extent. "So, you're not as chauvinistic as Tank?" I inquired. "We share some views with Tank, but not all. We don't usually have deep conversations about such matters," he explained. I couldn't help but smile. "Yes, I can imagine." Changing the topic, he asked, "So, where are you ladies heading tonight?" "We're going clubbing," I replied."Is it just the two of you?" he asked. "No, there are more of us," I replied. "Are they girls or guys?" he inquired. "It's just us girls. We all grew up together, attended the same high school," I explained. Curious, he asked, "What about protection?" Confused, I furrowed
Adriana POV I rubbed my forehead as the sounds grew louder. I couldn’t tell if hearing the other couple getting it on was embarrassing, or just making Raptor that much more appealing. “Maybe I should just go wait out in the car for her.” “Maybe you should just finish your beer and stay inside here with me. Where you’re safe.” From the way he was smiling, his definition of ‘safe’ contradicted mine.Raptor POVHOLY SHIT WAS my dick begging to come out and play. I had more wood than Yellowstone National Park. It wasn’t just the noises in the other room that were making me horny, either. It was her. Sure, she was beautiful, with those come-fuck-me emerald eyes and that chestnut colored hair that I knew would feel good in my fist when I was banging her from behind. But it wasn’t only that. It was something else that was starting to suck me in and I couldn’t put my finger on it.“Looks like your friend is a screamer,” I said, leaning back against the counter after hearing Krystal sc
As the clock struck nine in the evening, Jessica Winters exited Twenty-Four Hour Fitness, stowed away her gym bag in the car trunk, and drove back to her two-bedroom apartment in Iowa City. Pulling into the underground garage, she sighed with relief knowing that her roommate, Kellie, was away for a few days. Finally, she would have some peace and quiet, spared from the constant sound of Kellie and her boyfriend, Jack, engaging in intimate activities at all hours of the night. Jessica couldn't deny that listening to Kellie's "mind-blowing orgasms," as she so affectionately called them, was an absolute nightmare. Especially for someone like Jessica, who had made the decision to abstain from sex until she found her perfect match—the elusive "one" who seemed to be taking his sweet time in appearing.After a recent confrontation about the noise, Kellie, ever tactless, suggested, "You should get yourself a vibrator. Maybe then you wouldn't be so uptight about it.""If not wanting to be subj
"Are you ready for this?" Krystal asked, shutting off the engine of her vintage '76 Monte Carlo. We had just arrived at Griffin's, a notorious strip club on the outskirts of town. It happened to be her twenty-first birthday, and her boyfriend, the owner's son, had requested our presence before meeting up with the rest of our friends downtown.I glanced at the rundown establishment, its neon lights flickering and a row of gleaming motorcycles parked along the side. I had never stepped foot inside, but its reputation preceded it. Griffin's was known to be a shady place, and the mere thought of going in made me uneasy. I could only imagine the disapproving expression my mother would wear if she knew I was even contemplating such a venture. She would likely think I had gone off the deep end.A chill ran down my spine. "Seriously? Can't we just wait for him out here, in the parking lot?"Krystal turned to me, her hand reaching for the visor. As she adjusted her blond hair and fluffed it ou
Let's go see what the hell Tank wants."Tank, her new boyfriend, stood at a towering six-and-a-half feet, with muscles that could rival watermelons. He belonged to a biker club called the Gold Vipers. I had only met him twice, and I couldn't deny that he intimidated me. It wasn't that he had been anything but polite, but there was an air of danger surrounding him—a sense of unlawfulness that made me uneasy.Krystal seemed oblivious to it all, or maybe she just didn't care. Her father had left many years ago, and her mother, Bonnie, had never been much of an influential figure. So perhaps she craved the excitement that Tank brought into her life."I wonder if he has something for me," Krystal pondered, her blue eyes sparkling with anticipation. "A present."I teased, "What, like a ring? You've only been on a few dates, mostly quick hook-ups.""Or even better, a new tongue ring," she replied playfully. "Do you have any idea how amazing it feels to have a pierced tongue between your legs
"Well, what are you considered?" I asked, curious to understand Krystal's role in Tank's world.She shrugged. "He calls me 'his girl'. But let me make it clear, I am definitely not a club whore. I won't spread my legs for anyone other than the man I'm dating." A mischievous smile crept onto her face. "Although," she added, "Tank has this friend named Raptor who is ridiculously hot. I wouldn't mind getting a taste of him.""Raptor? What kind of name is that?" I couldn't help but find the nickname peculiar, my mind automatically associating it with the ferocious dinosaurs in Jurassic Park.Krystal chuckled. "Raptor is some kind of bird of prey. Trust me, you don't want to get on his bad side. Tank said his temper is legendary.""Hmm, he sounds like someone to steer clear of," I advised. "No matter how attractive he may be.""You have to see this guy, seriously. He's stunning. Blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and a physique that could rival a Greek god. He's unbelievably sexy. Sometimes,
My sexual experiences were limited, mostly confined to my high school days when I was in a steady relationship with Jimmy Tyler. But now, as a college student juggling demanding coursework and extracurricular activities, my focus had shifted away from matters of the heart and into the realm of academic pursuits. Romance and intimacy had taken a backseat in my life.You just need to get laid, Adriana. How long has it been?" Krystal's voice carried a mix of concern and mischievousness.I shifted uncomfortably, feeling a twinge of embarrassment wash over me. "I don't know, over a year?" I admitted reluctantly, my gaze dropping to the ground. In truth, it might have been even longer than that. Maybe two years? Three?"We need to change that," Krystal declared, her eyes gleaming with determination as she swung open the door to the lively club. "Let's see what Tank wants, catch up with the others, and find you a hot guy. Someone who can ignite that fire within you and make up for all the lo