The rooftop air was sharp and cool, but Lara’s body burned as Richard pressed her against the wall. The city stretched around them, lights, noise, strangers below but all she could hear was his low breath against her ear.Richard kissed her like a starved man, devouring her mouth with teeth and tongue until she moaned against him. His hands didn’t ask permission they claimed. One gripped her jaw, angling her face to kiss her deeper, the other slid under her dress, dragging the fabric up inch by inch until the night air kissed her bare thighs.Her protest died when he pressed his body fully against hers. Hard muscle the insistent bulge between them. The promise of what was coming.“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to ruin you?” he rasped lips brushing her cheek. “Right here, where anyone could hear you scream?”Before she could answer, his hand slipped between her legs, fingers stroking her pussy until her knees weakened. She whimpered clutching at his shoulders, shame and want twistin
The music inside the mansion was loud, but Richard’s presence made the whole world go silent for Lara. He didn’t ask when he touched her wrist, he simply took her glass and set it aside, his fingers curling around her hand. “Walk with me,” he murmured, his tone more command than invitation. Her lips parted ready to protest but her body betrayed her. She followed. The crowd parted for him again as if the entire house belonged to his will. Up the staircase, through a hallway lined with heavy paintings, then a private door that led to the rooftop. The night air was cool, the city lights glittering below like stars. Richard closed the door behind them. Suddenly it was just him and her. He stepped closer his hand finding the small of her back. “You’ve grown into a dangerous woman, Lara,” he said lowly, his eyes burning into hers. Her chest heaved. “You shouldn’t say that. You’re my father’s friend.” His mouth tilted into a dangerous smile. “Exactly why I want you more.” Before she
BlurbNiall and Lara are invited to a secret party at Blackwell Mansion. Inside, they discover a world of lust and temptation. Niall is taken by two wild women, while Lara falls into the arms of the powerful Richard Blackwell.By the end of the night, the couple is pulled into a dangerous threesome that tests their marriage, their limits, and their deepest desiresSwinger’s Party!(1)Lara had been folding laundry when the envelope slipped under the apartment door. Heavy cream paper, sealed with a deep crimson wax. Her first thought was that it looked like something out of a movie too luxurious for bills or advertisements.When she called for Niall, her husband came in with his hair still damp from the shower, towel slung around his neck. He frowned turning the envelope in his hand.“Hand-delivered,” he muttered. “No stamp. No return address.”Inside was a single card. The gold-embossed letters shine in the afternoon light:You are cordially invited to an exclusive evening of indulgenc
Ethan pulled off Damon with a wet sound, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes gleaming with lust. “Your turn,” he murmured almost daring.Damon’s grin was wicked. “Always so cocky… until I remind you where you belong.”Before Ethan could answer, Damon spun him around, pressing him hard against the wall. Ethan's palms braced against the plaster, his chest heaving but he didn’t resist. He spread his legs wider, the tension in his shoulders betraying both need and anticipation.From upstairs, Heather's lips parted in shock. She’d never seen Ethan like this, so commanding with her and Lola, so controlled but now here he was… submitting.Damon yanked his pants down in one rough motion, baring him completely. His hand slid between Ethan's thighs, gripping him, stroking him with a punishing pace. Ethan groaned, his forehead pressed to the wall.“You’ve been starving for this,” Damon whispered against his ear, biting at his neck. “All that dominance you throw around… and yet you m
By the time they stepped outside, the pool shimmers under the morning sun, calm and inviting. Ethan didn’t give them time to hesitate. He made them strip the robes he’d asked them to wear and pushed them gently but firmly into the water. The cool water shocked their skin, but heat rushed back fast when Ethan joined them. His hands were everywhere dominant and making both girls gasp and cling to him. He moved between Heather and Lola like he owned them, taking one on his lips while his hand claimed the other. The pool became a playground of tangled bodies, breathless moans echoing off the villa walls. Ethan pressed Heather against the pool’s edge, thrusting deep until her cries grew louder. Lola wasn’t left behind; he turned and pulled her to him, kissing her hard while his hand slid under the water to tease her until she trembled. They lost track of time in the sunlit water, their cries mixing with the sound of splashes. It was raw, reckless, and heated, the kind of pleasure that
The sliding doors opened and warm night air rushed in. Ethan grabbed Heather by the waist and pushed her outside. The pool lights glowed blue against their bare skin, water reflecting across their bodies. Lola followed, already flushed, her hands tugging nervously at her hair. The girls were already naked, Heather bit her lip, her breasts rising and falling with her quick breath. Lola’s eyes darted to the two men behind Ethan, their cocks already hard, veins standing out, waiting for them. Ethan sat down on a lounger and leaned back. “Kneel.” Heather and Lola sank to their knees on the tiles, side by side, the cool stone under them, the night breeze brushing their wet skin. Ethan smirked. “Open your mouths.” One man stepped forward, his heavy cock slapping against Heather's lips. She opened, taking him in, tongue circling the head. Beside her, Lola wrapped her lips around another cock, sucking eagerly, drool already dripping down her chin. Ethan's friend groaned, fingers si