No safe words. No limits. Just raw, wicked pleasure. Step into a world where boundaries don’t exist, only desire does. This collection of scorching short stories takes you from moonlit rooftops to steamy locker rooms, from public restrooms to private fantasies. Threesomes, breath play, BDSM, and irresistible encounters collide in explosive tales that promise to leave you breathless. Whether it’s a secret tryst with an ex lover, a scandalous game with an athlete, or a lust-fueled session in zero gravity, a fuck by the pool, each story delivers unfiltered, unrelenting heat. Wild. Wet. Wanton. You’ve never read sin like this before. If you’re not dripping by the end of each tale, check your pulse. Content Warning: This book is dark, raw, and unapologetically explicit. It explores the deepest, most tantalizing corners of desire, pushing boundaries and playing with power. For those ready to indulge in their darkest fantasies. If you know you don’t have a partner, don’t read. Haha, just kidding. It’s for everyone above or at 18 years of age. It will leave you hot and bothered, craving sinful things.
View MoreSELENE’S POVHis voice wasn’t loud but it vibrated like a loaded gun pointed right between my legs. I climbed onto the bed and laid on my back.He stood there watching me, jaw tight and chest heaving like he was trying not to lose control.“You’re not Lucia,” he said, more to himself than to me.Lucia… that must be who hurt him.I nodded slowly. “I never was.”“She lied to me,” he muttered, walking forward. “She fucked my enemy and smiled in my face like she loved me. She plotted with him to kill me.”I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to interrupt the storm unraveling inside him.“I put a bullet through her head,” he said, stopping at the edge of the bed. “I didn’t hesitate.”He said it like he wanted to scare me off. But it only made me want him even more.He reached out and grabbed my ankle, dragging me down the mattress until my legs dangled off the edge. My breath caught as he stepped between them.“But I hesitated when I saw you in that dress. I saw a ghost and I wanted to kil
SELENE’S POV I got to his bedroom and shut the door behind me. There was a box on his bed with an emerald dress. Don must have sent these so I get ready and wait for him. The note attached said to put my hair in a bun, so I did. I rushed into the bathroom to freshen up and change into the dress. “I’m on my way,” Don texted. I waited eagerly, my thighs already damped. I took a photo of it and sent it to him. He responded with a thumbs up but that’s okay. He was not a man of many words. I paced the room, my heart thudding like I was about to be claimed. The dress hugged me tight, cut low enough to make me self-conscious and wet at the same time. After an hour, which felt like an eternity, the door pushed opened. The Don stepped in but froze at the door with his hand on the knob. “Welcome,” I smiled. He didn’t respond. He stared at me like I had grown horns. “Did I do something wrong?” He took a step back. “What are you wearing?” I hesitated, a bit confused.
DON’S POV I glanced at her exposed wet core and back at my laptop. I frowned at the message on my screen. “You fucking bastard. You lied to me about her death. Isn’t this Lucia?” The text read. A photo of Selene was attached to it. Lucia died alright. I made sure of it. She died by my hand and I personally buried her. She was the only woman I ever loved and bore a striking resemblance to Selene. Which was the exact reason I’ve been holding back from fucking her. I intended to break her, but doing that might hurt me as well. Lucia was the love of my life. I trusted her and she betrayed my trust not just by sleeping with my rival, but also plotting to take my life. I killed her and the rival Don the minute I found them entangled in bed. That was five years ago. “Thar isn’t Lucia,” I texted back. “I gave Lucia to you even though I loved her and you killed her. I’m keeping this one for myself,” the response. “Touch her and you’re dead,” I replied. I shut the l
SELENE’S POV After that wild session with the Don, his driver took me home. He didn’t have sex with me because he said I couldn’t handle it yet. He sent the deposit for my brother’s surgery though. And I couldn’t be more glad. The only problem was that I craved him even more. And I didn’t even know his name. I should feel ashamed but I didn’t. There was no denying how badly I wanted him. I couldn’t stop thinking of how his cock would feel inside me. I moaned at the thought and pressed my legs together. He told me I wasn’t permitted to touch myself. It felt like torture. I was needy and desperate for anything, even punishment. I got a text message from him. He asked me if I was thinking about him. I responded yes immediately. He read the message but didn’t reply until an hour later. “Send proof.” I took my clothes off and took a picture of slick running down my thighs. I pressed send and he responded immediately by hearting the message. My heart clenched. I sent him a
SELENE’S POV He watched me for a while, his arms folded, and his gaze heavy. I could feel it move down my body and settle between my legs where I was aching and open and waiting. He unchained my legs, then my hands before binding my wrists together with a rope. I shivered with delicious anticipation. He sat on the couch. “Kneel.” I went on my knees in front of him “You know what to do.” I undid the belt and freed his already hard cock. My mouth went dry at the size. “Don’t be scared now. Suck,” he said. “Yes, Don,” I said. I licked the tip, taking my time to get it wet before wrapping my lips around it. He hissed. “Good. Don’t break eye contact, Selene.” I moved my mouth down his cock but I couldn’t even go halfway and it had already hit the back of my throat. I pulled back, my lip slick, and took a breath before going down again, slower this time. My jaw ached already and my wrists twisted in the rope as I tried to steady myself.His hand slid into my hair and ti
WARNING: This episode might be uncomfortable or too sensitive for some readers. SELENE’S POV He led me to a room inside his room. He left me overnight and I didn’t even bother to snoop around. Even if I did, I still wouldn’t be able to guess this. He keyed in the code and the door clicked open. The room was red and had a lot of leather. The walls were padded, the lighting was low and focused. There was a wide bench at the center, a St. Andrew’s cross against the far wall, and drawers lined with restraints, collars, cuffs, and tools I didn’t have names for. He walked in without a word and waited for me to follow. I stepped in and heard the door shut behind me. He didn’t lock it, but I wasn’t sure if that made it better or worse. He went to a drawer and pulled out a collar. It was black leather and simple. “Don’t worry. I don’t use one toy more than once, okay?” I nodded. “Use your words, Selene.” “Yes, Don.”His fingers brushed my face and his thumb rubbed my lower lip b
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