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If you are sensitive to any of the above, especially explicit BDSM, power-exchange dynamics, or dark romantic/sexual themes, please proceed with caution or skip this book. This is not a light or fluffy romance. It is dark, smut-heavy, and unapologetically kinky. ~ ◆◆◆ INTRO ◆◆◆ ~ Kris stood with her back to the counter, skirt already rucked up around her hips, wrists crossed behind her and bound with my silk tie. No contract yet — just the test. Her breathing was shallow, nipples stabbing through her thin blouse like they were begging for teeth. I stepped between her thighs, forcing them wider with my knee.

I wanted to run my tongue along his cock, tracing his satin-covered erection, and make him groan with abandon. That was my kink. My own secret. I went crazy and uncontrollably dirty for men like Kelvin. Kelvin carefully backed out from behind the set, standing up with a lopsided grin. His dark blond hair was mussed, and he looked sexier than ever to me. I couldn’t hold myself back.

‘Hello, fellow kinksters. Last night was an exciting night, my bitchy side came free, and Sir loves to put it back in its place to get his Kitten back. A bit of fun play on my part with squirty cream ended with multiple orgasms and a very weak body. He carried me over his shoulder into the playroom. He showed me no mercy, tying me to the chair. I was totally exposed, vulnerable and naked, and I loved it.

I winked and stepped back. My clothes fell off my body one piece at a time until nothing remained. His eyes dragged over every inch of skin as though he could devour me by sight alone. I sat on the edge of the table and spread my stance right in front of him and slid my middle finger between my already slick vulva, pushing it deep then dragging it out so he could watch the stretch and the shine. “You want this pussy so bad?” “Yes, Mommy, feed your cunt to me.” I worked myself harder circling the swollen bud with my thumb while the fingers pumped, giving him a great show. His cock lengthened and thickened under the open air, his hips tilted upward on their accord as pure want flooded his face

Stretching her walls as I get past the knuckles and my hand is buried deep inside her. “There is my good little slut. How does it feel having my entire hand inside you. God this pussy is amazing.” I tell her as she thrusts back trying to take more. I think I’ve unlocked a new kink for her. “You like this don’t you?” I keep pumping my entire hand in and out of her sweet pussy. Her moans loud as she nods her head with total certainty.

I would be introducing another book here to this book, just a few chapters, if you're interested, read the book up. It's called; Dangerous Affairs with my body guard, also a BL book. The last chapter of this book; I know what you taste like will be at the end of this book. So if you're not interested in the new book I'm introducing you can skip to the last chapter. Thank you so much!

The title, embossed in deep crimson, read *The Bondage Codex: A Victorian Manual of Restraint and Ecstasy*. “Tonight’s text is more demanding,” he said, voice low and smooth as he opened the book. The pages shimmered faintly as if alive. “It requires full physical compliance. The ink will bind you, and it grows tighter when you make sound. You will read the instructions aloud while I follow them precisely. Do not stop reading, no matter how desperate you become.” My thighs pressed together instinctively. “Yes, Mr. Thorne.” He guided me to an antique rolling library ladder fixed against one of the taller shelves. “Climb three steps and turn to face me. Arms raised and gripping the sides.”

“And because of that, I want to be honest with you.” I nodded slowly. “Alright. Where's this leading?” He ran a hand over the back of his neck before continuing. “I’ve had… arrangements in the past.” I raised an eyebrow slightly. “Arrangements?” “Yes.” “They were dark relationships. Very dark ones…” I swallowed hard, remembering the one time he had attempted for us to try out some kink shit. I swallowed hard and frowned. “How dark are we talking?” “Dom-sub dynamics can get very dark,” he answered honestly. “Degradation, whipping, flogging… really mean things.”

It felt better than anything that had ever touched me there. “Hmm… so good. Harder, please.” He flicked his tongue faster. One hand slipped between my legs under the water, finding my clit. He eased a finger inside, working me gently at first, then increasing the pace. He released my breast. “You like that?” His pheromones flooded the air—cedar and dark musk filling my senses. “Put your mouth back on me, Alpha, please. Suck these tits, they’re aching for you.” I begged, drunk on whatever he was doing to me.

“You two always collect payment like this, or am I just special?” Roy’s laugh was low and dirty. “Special enough. Most girls don’t bend over this easy.” Hank’s thick fingers hooked into the waistband of my shorts and tugged once, testing. “Mouthy little thing. Bet that mouth does more than talk.” I felt the heat between my legs spike. My secret kink—the one I never admitted out loud—was already throbbing. Older men. Rough hands. Being used like I was nothing but a warm hole on the side of the road. These two had walked straight out of every filthy fantasy I’d ever gotten off to alone in the dark.