All Chapters of Steamy Sessions: A Rosy Forbidden Collection: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Juliette ~I angled back just enough to look at both of them, this smiling stranger and his more serious counterpart. Their energy was so strange, so in sync, I didn’t know what to make of it. And yet I found myself nodding. Like it was totally normal for two gorgeous men to want to dance with me at the same time.As if they were a pair and I was… what exactly? The entertainment?They were probably gay, right? That would make more sense.Because straight guys don’t usually share a dance partner like that. Not one with this kind of sensual understanding like they'd done this before. Like they knew how to move around each other, trade me between them with seamless ease. It wasn’t possessive and not even flirtatious. They touched me only at my hips and somehow that made it worse. The restraint of it and the bloody confidence.It was sexy as hell.By the second song, I had a pretty damn good read on their personalities: Blue Eyes was the one who wore that grin like he practiced it fo

William~ Juliette’s mouth tightened, eyes flashing with something that looked an awful lot like a decision but not the soft, gentle kind. She laughed suddenly, loud and biting. “God, what a night. You two sure you’re not serial killers or something? Because what you’re offering usually falls under ‘too good to be true’ category.” I smirked. There she was. “It’s only one night, princess. We won’t be in town much longer.” That only seemed to pull her in deeper. I could see it clearly, the burning curiosity, the temptation, the little devil on her shoulder screaming, do it. She smiled, shaky but mischievous. “How old are you guys?” I tilted my head, curiosity piqued. “31 and 29 respectively.” “Oh, I'm twenty.” Twenty. Barely past the edge of girlhood. My spine started to lean back because if she was too young for this, I needed to end it now but then she kept talking, and her words froze me in place. Juliette picked up her drink and stared into it like it held the god

Juliette~William shifted his grip on my elbows to one hand, and with the other, he tangled his fingers in Duke’s hair.The soft groan Duke let out sounded like it had been ripped from my own throat and my thighs clenched around nothing.William bit his bottom lip as he pulled back, eyes nearly black with lust like he was feeding on the energy between us, growing darker and hungrier with every second. His thumb dragged across Duke’s mouth, echoing a move Duke had made to me earlier, and his voice dropped to a purr. “You get his cock when I say you do, princess. Not before.”My whole body went cold. They didn’t speak again, they didn’t didn’t have to. It was like something ancient passed between them, something silent but commanding, because the moment William let me go, Duke caught my wrists like he’d been waiting for that exact second.He dropped to the couch and took me with him, just sprawled me across his lap like I was a doll.“I can move on my own, you know,” I muttered, brea

~Pearl“Okay, okay. It’s Michael, but you can’t tell anyone,” she whispered excitedly.It was pretty obvious the minute she said, “He's tatted.” Michael was her bodyguard, or at least one of them. She’d mentioned him in passing before, but I didn’t know anything about him other than he was around thirty-nine and more obsessively protective than any of her other guards, which was a good thing, I guess.“How the hell did you manage that? Doesn’t he work for your dad?” I asked, my disbelief far too apparent in my tone and I tried to pull it back. Thankfully, she didn’t notice.“Yes,” she sighed dreamily, and I raised an eyebrow.“Okay, you have to tell me now. How did this start and how’s it going? Tell me everything!”“Not everything,” she replied with a wink and my heart dropped.“Don’t tell me…”“He found me crying in the kitchen and was super nice to me, one thing led to another and we kissed,” she laughed and started toward her bedroom.“Stella!” I exclaimed.“You can’t make me ta

~Pearl“I got a party invite and I just came to Stel’s room to get a dress,” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. “I swear this door was opened when I got here”He took a step forward, his eyes never leaving mine.“You know this room is off limits, so why did you go in?” he asked, and I swallowed hard, knowing he was right.“I know,” I admitted, feeling a lump form in my throat. “I’m sorry, Paulo. I didn’t mean to snoop. I just saw the door open and curiosity got the better of me.”He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “You've seen something I've kept hidden for years because of your curiosity. I'm thinking hard about how to deal with this.”It was just a sex room, why the hell was he acting like I found out he was a serial killer. Except—“I won’t tell anyone,” I promised quickly, desperate to make him believe me. “I swear, I won’t say a word.”His gaze softened slightly, but the disappointment still remained. “It’s not just about keeping this secret, Pearl. There