MasukMARINA Suddenly, my heart jumped into my throat. This house had a massive, sweeping staircase made of polished marble and iron railings, and right now, it looked like a literal death trap for someone in Allie's condition. I quickly tossed our purses onto the small entryway table and hurried after her, my platform heels thudding against the floor.I didn't trust for a second that Allie would be able to make it up those steps on her own with how dead drunk she was. She was definitely operating on pure instinct at this point. I really wouldn't want to have her tumbling backward down fifteen feet of stone and breaking her neck or something equally horrific on my watch."Whoa, hold on, Taylor Swift," I muttered, catching her by the elbow just as she placed her bare foot on the very first step. "Let's do this together before you break a bone."I grabbed one of Allie's limp hands and wrapped it securely over my shoulder, pulling her arm taut across my chest. My other hand slipped around her
MARINA I kicked the heavy oak front door of the Jordan mansion open with the heel of my boot, the loud thud echoing through the massive, quiet foyer. The air inside was cool and crisp, a sharp contrast to the thick, humid summer night we had just escaped. Beside me, Allie was practically disintegrating, her entire body weight leaning heavily against my left shoulder as she let out another loud, sloppy giggle."I am literally telling you, Marina," Allie slurred, her words tumbling out in a messy, hilarious rush as she threw her head back against me. "You are such a bossy, terrifying bitch sometimes. No wonder that guy from the football team looked like he was about to wet his pants. The poor dude was scared to death. He had to run off like a little dick before you could even finish your sentence."I couldn't help but shake my head, a genuine laugh bubbling up from my chest as I adjusted my grip around her waist to keep her from sliding straight onto the polished hardwood floor."Plea
HANNAH Logan let out a dark, low growl against my bare shoulder, his fingers digging deep into the soft flesh of my backside. "You're always so damn impatient, huh?" he muttered, his breath scorching hot against my skin. "I need you to be a good girl and wait for your punishment for running from me." I let out a broken, pathetic whimper as he finally gave one hard, relentless surge of his hips, burying his massive cock all the way into the absolute depth. The fullness was completely overwhelming. My vision was swimming with heat, lust, and blinding desire as my tight walls stretched to their absolute limit around him. Slowly, in a wickedly deliberate manner, his hips rolled forward, grinding his pelvic bone right against my backside so I could feel just how incredibly deep he was inside me. A soft, breathless moan escaped my lips, my back arching instinctively like a bow as I tried to absorb the size of him. "God, you are so fucking tight, Hannah," Logan growled, his vo
HANNAH I didn't think it was humanly possible to feel this close to the edge without him even being inside me yet, but Logan always knew exactly how to shatter my expectations. Just when the tension between us reached a fever pitch, just when I was arching my back and begging for the real thing, he pulled his long fingers out of my soaking-wet pussy with a sharp, wet, abrupt slide. My eyes widened in pure shock at the sudden emptiness. Cold air hit my throbbing, exposed core, and a desperate whine started to form in my throat at the sudden loss of friction. But the words died before they could leave my mouth. I watched, completely paralyzed, as Logan lifted his hand right up to his face. His long fingers were absolutely glistening, dripping with my cream and the slick evidence of how completely ruined I already was for him. He didn't blink. He just looked straight into my eyes, parted his lips, and put those wet fingers right into his mouth. He sucked on them slowly, deeply, l
HANNAH His fingers expertly navigated the damp fabric, finding my highly sensitive clit with a terrifyingly precise familiarity. I couldn't believe how hard my pussy was panting. It was as though it remembered his touch. Logan didn't even hesitate. He began to rub me directly through the thin layer of my lacy panties, his thumb applying a heavy, consistent pressure that made my eyes roll back into my head. “You’re so wet, Hannah,” he muttered, his voice incredibly raspy, trembling with a raw, unfiltered need that I had rarely heard from him before. A thick, heavy gulp caught in my throat as the pleasure spiked sharply between my legs. Unable to control myself, I instinctively grinded my hips forward, pushing myself hard against his hand, seeking more of that delicious friction. I couldn't help it. My own hands acted on pure, desperate impulse. I reached down, my fingers immediately slipping past his belt, and gripped his penis firmly through his well tailored suit pants with on
HANNAH “You have no idea what you're talking about,” I breathed. “Oh, don't I?”he smirked wickedly. “I'm very sure I do.” Very deep down in the rational part of my heart, I knew that I shouldn't let Logan back into my life. Every single rational cell in my brain was screaming at me to push him away, to slap that smug look right off his face, and to walk out of those massive double doors without looking back. The bastard had just literally admitted exactly how he saw me. He had just laid it all out in the open, raw and unfiltered. To Logan, I wasn't someone he could love, and I wasn't someone he respected in the boardroom. I was simply a tool he could use to get to the top, a convenient patch to clean up his messes, and a dirty secret he could bend over his mahogany desk whenever the stress of running an empire got too heavy for him. I was completely done being that woman. I had spent three long, agonizing years fighting to wash his scent off my skin and his voice out of
COACH LEO“Yes! I want your cock.” She screamed, ass bouncing relentlessly against my cock. “Fuck me, coach.”That was all I needed to fire up my pace. My thrusts became much more demanding. Faster. Harder. I watched us in the mirror, fascinated by the collision of our flesh. I could see the way h
JUNIPER I swallowed nervously like a mouse caught in a trap. Damien looked at Liam. "Well? You’ve been staring at my wife all year, Liam. You want to keep watching, or do you want to help me celebrate?" I froze. My lips parted in shock, eyes moving from Damien to Liam in quick successions lik
JUNIPER The morning sun was doing that golden, California-dreaming thing, spilling across my granite countertops and making the dew on the lawn outside look like scattered diamonds. It was such a beautiful day. Maybe because on this exact day five years ago, I'd tied the knot with my husband.
SARAI've been harboring a secret. I’ve had a huge crush on Alaric Thorne since the very first day I started working at Thorne Enterprises. He was the kind of man who didn't just walk into a room. He walked like he owned it with that terrifying cold authority of his. For years, I had watched him







