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Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Erotic Collections) Last Call at the Bar: Dangerous Sparks
We stepped out of the bar together, his hand still wrapped around mine. The lobby was quiet, just the hum of the air conditioning, low, and the occasional ding of an elevator in the distance. My heels clicked softly on the marble floor as we walked toward the bank of elevators. Harrison kept pace beside me, his stride relaxed but purposeful. Every few steps, his thumb brushed over the back of my hand in a slow, absentminded circle that sent little sparks racing up my arm. I kept telling myself this was just a drink extended into more conversation. Nothing more. But my body wasn’t buying it, and neither was my mind eventually. That low heat from the bar had settled deeper, making my thighs press together a little tighter with each step. He hit the call button and we waited, standing close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating off him. When the elevator doors slid open, he let me step in first, then followed, pressing the button for the fourteenth floor. The doors clo
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Erotic Collections) Last Call at the Bar
I swirled the last of my gin and tonic around the glass, the ice cubes clinking softly like they were the only ones still trying to keep me company in this half-empty hotel bar. It was late,, probably closer to midnight than I wanted to admit. The kind of hour where the day’s bullshit finally starts to fade but your body hasn’t caught up yet, my flight had been delayed for what felt like forever, and by the time I dragged my suitcase into the lobby and got my room key, all I craved was something cold and strong to take the edge off. The conference I’d just sat through had been the usual grind: too many PowerPoints, not enough actual decisions, and a lot of smiling at people I’d never see again and I don't even like. The bartender, a guy in his fifties with a kind but exhausted face, wiped the counter in slow circles. “Last call coming up in about fifteen minutes, miss. You want another?” I shook my head. “Nah, I’m good for now. Thanks though.” My phone lay face-down on the
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Erotic Collections) The Collection - CHP4
The main training hall was dead quiet except for the sound of three women breathing hard. Julian Cross sat on his big chair like a king, legs spread, cock already out and hard in his fist. Adriana, Raven, and Lydia knelt naked in front of him in a line. Collars tight. Bodies marked up from weeks of breaking. Adriana’s long dark hair was messy, ass still bruised from yesterday, Raven’s tattoos looked darker against her pale skin, fresh cane welts on her thighs and Lydia’s perfect fake tits had bite marks, her spoiled face puffy from crying. “Graduation night,” Julian said, voice low. “You three are my best work yet. But only one gets to be the favorite breeder. The rest stay fucktoys. Compete. Show me who’s the most broken.” He snapped his fingers. “Start with each other. Make it sloppy.” The women looked at each other, ashamed. Raven moved first, crawling to Adriana and shoving her tongue into her mouth. They kissed wet and desperate while Lydia watched. Julian stroked his t
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Erotic Collections) The Heiress - CHP3
Lydia Sterling had always gotten what she wanted. Daddy’s money, daddy’s lawyers, daddy’s connections. Spoiled blonde with a perfect ass, fake tits that sat high and perky, long legs, and that bitchy pout men usually paid to see. Until her father sent her here as punishment for blowing through another trust fund and fucking the pool boy in the family yacht. Now she was in the “reward suite.” At least that’s what Julian called it. Looked like a fancy hotel room, big king bed, soft lighting, mirrors on the walls and ceiling. But the second the door locked, she knew it was another trap. Julian walked in wearing just black pants. Muscles and scars on full display. He didn’t say much at first. Just grabbed her by the throat and shoved her down on the bed. “Time to learn what real begging sounds like, princess.” He stripped her fast. Ripped the little silk slip they’d given her right off her body. Lydia tried to act like she still had power. “My father will kill you when he finds out h
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Erotic Collections) The Rebel - CHP2
Raven Torres was still fighting. Two days in this shithole and she hadn’t broken yet. The other girls kept their heads down, but not her. Tattoos covering her arms and ribs, pierced nipples hard against the thin gray tank top they made her wear, short black hair messy from struggling. She was an activist, an influencer who used to call out bastards like Julian Cross online. Now she was locked in his yard with the rest of the trainees. Today they had them doing “obedience drills” in the open concrete yard. Crawling, kneeling, repeating shit like “I am property.” Raven lasted about ten minutes before she snapped. When a guard told her to kiss the ground, she spit in his face instead. “Fuck your rules,” she snarled, voice loud enough for everyone to hear. “You’re all sick pieces of shit.” The yard went dead quiet. Twenty other women on their knees, watching. Julian Cross walked out from the shadows of the building slow'n calm. That dead look in his eyes made her gut twist,
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Erotic Collections) The Cheater - CHP1
Adriana Locke stumbled out of the van with her wrists cuffed behind her back. The expensive black pencil skirt was wrinkled to shit, her white blouse half unbuttoned from the rough ride. Long dark hair stuck to her sweaty neck. She looked exactly like what she was, a high-powered lawyer who just got caught fucking her husband’s business partner in a hotel room. “Move,” one of the guards grunted, shoving her forward into the cold concrete building. She tried to act tough. “You have no idea who my husband is. He’ll bury you for this.” The guards just laughed without caring. They took her down a long hallway that smelled like bleach and fear, then pushed her into a big open room with drains in the floor and shower heads lining one wall. Julian Cross was already waiting. He was bigger than she expected, tall, scarred up, arms crossed over his chest like he had all the time in the world. His eyes were dead cold. “Adriana Locke,” he said, voice low. “Thirty years old. Married.
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