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My name is Kai, and I have learned to read the room better than most people read books.

I stood in the elegant living room of their upscale apartment, the kind of place that screamed money without trying too hard. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the city lights, and the furniture was all clean lines and soft leather. Soft jazz played from hidden speakers. A bottle of expensive wine already sat open on the low table, three glasses waiting beside it.

I was the third glass.

At twenty-two,
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  • Fifty Shades of Lust {Steamiest Short Stories}   With Pleasure 4

    The private elevator hummed softly as it carried us down from the penthouse, but the sound did nothing to calm the storm raging inside me. My body still hummed from the morning's brutal claiming, my throat raw from the way Rafael had fucked my mouth until tears streamed down my face and his thick cum coated my tongue. I could still taste him, salty and masculine, lingering on my lips even after I had swallowed every drop like the obedient little whore he was turning me into. Between my thighs, my pussy throbbed with a deep, aching fullness, swollen and sensitive from his fingers and the memory of his enormous cock stretching me open again and again. I shifted uncomfortably on the plush bench inside the elevator, the new outfit Rafael had chosen for me clinging to every curve like a second skin designed for sin. The stylist and jeweler had arrived with racks of scandalously revealing garments, and Rafael had personally selected this one after making me model each piece for him while

  • Fifty Shades of Lust {Steamiest Short Stories}   With Pleasure 3

    Morning light filtered through the heavy velvet drapes of the penthouse suite, casting a soft golden glow across the crimson silk sheets that were now tangled around my naked body. I stirred slowly, every muscle aching in the most delicious and humiliating way. Between my thighs, a persistent soreness throbbed, a constant reminder of the thick, relentless cock that had claimed me so completely the night before. My pussy felt swollen and tender, still leaking traces of Rafael's cum mixed with my own arousal. The sticky evidence coated my inner thighs, and when I shifted, a fresh trickle escaped, making me clench involuntarily around nothing. I sat up with a gasp, the sheet slipping down to pool at my waist and exposing my full breasts to the cool air. My nipples tightened instantly, still sensitive from the way Rafael had sucked and bitten them until they were red and swollen. Bruises in the shape of fingerprints marked my hips where he had gripped me so possessively while pounding i

  • Fifty Shades of Lust {Steamiest Short Stories}   With Pleasure 2

    The elevator doors whispered open with a soft chime that sounded far too innocent for the nightmare unfolding around me. Rafael De Luca did not release his hold on me as he guided me forward into the private penthouse suite that occupied the entire top floor of Palazzo Nero. His palm remained pressed firmly against the small of my back, the heat of it burning through the thin emerald silk like a brand. Every step I took made the fabric slide against my skin, the slit parting to reveal the smooth expanse of my thigh, the cool air kissing the dampness that had inexplicably gathered between my legs despite the terror clawing at my throat. I tried to pull away, but his fingers only tightened, pulling me closer until my hip brushed against the hard line of his body. He was enormous up close, towering over my five foot six frame, his broad chest and powerful shoulders filling my vision. The faint scent of his cologne wrapped around me like smoke, dark notes of sandalwood, leather, and som

  • Fifty Shades of Lust {Steamiest Short Stories}   With Pleasure 1

    I smoothed the emerald silk of my gown one last time before stepping out of the limousine, the fabric clinging to my body like a second skin. The dress hugged every curve I possessed, the deep neckline plunging just enough to reveal the soft swell of my breasts, while the slit up the side exposed the smooth length of my thigh with every step. Father had chosen it himself, insisting it would make the right impression tonight. I trusted him. After all, I had accompanied him to dozens of these business gatherings over the years, sitting quietly in the background while he negotiated deals that kept our family afloat. Tonight felt no different, or so I told myself as the cool night air brushed against my bare shoulders and sent a shiver racing down my spine. The invitation had come sealed in heavy black wax, the address embossed in gold: Palazzo Nero, a sprawling estate on the outskirts of the city that I had only ever heard whispered about in passing. Father’s shipping empire was teeter

  • Fifty Shades of Lust {Steamiest Short Stories}   HE: My Undoing 8

    We left the apartment in the late afternoon. Abraham drove. I sat in the passenger seat with the window cracked, watching the city slide by. Neither of us had said much after breakfast. The quiet felt different now—less like something we were avoiding and more like something we could afford. His hand rested on the gearshift. Every so often his fingers flexed, and I thought about reaching over and covering them with mine. I didn’t. Not yet. He took us out past the usual neighborhoods, away from the bars and the office buildings and the places that still smelled like the lives we’d been living before last night. The road climbed toward the edge of the city where the houses thinned out and the trees took over. Eventually he pulled into a gravel lot at the start of a trail I didn’t recognize. “You planning on making me exercise?” I asked. Abraham killed the engine and looked at me. “You complaining?” “Just assessing the threat level.” He almost smiled. “Come on.” The trail was quie

  • Fifty Shades of Lust {Steamiest Short Stories}   HE: My Undoing 7

    We eventually got out of bed.Abraham made coffee the way he always did—too strong, no ceremony—while I stood under the shower long enough for the water to run from hot to lukewarm. The ache in my body felt different in the daylight. Not just used. Claimed, somehow. I caught myself replaying the way he’d looked at me when he pushed in, the quiet check-in, the way his hand had found mine on the pillow.When I came out of the bathroom with a towel around my waist he was leaning against the kitchen counter in nothing but a pair of old sweatpants, two mugs in front of him. He watched me walk over without bothering to hide it.“You’re staring,” I said.“You’re half-naked in my kitchen. Sue me.”I took the mug he pushed toward me. Our fingers brushed. The small contact still carried a charge, but it sat differently now—less like a live wire, more like something we’d decided to keep plugged in.We drank coffee in silence for a minute. Abraham’s apartment looked the same as it always had: the

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