DDD: Daddies Dirty Desire
Jenna’s legs trembled as she stepped into the penthouse for the last time. The city lights glittered far below like stars, but nothing felt real except the two men waiting for her. Marcus and Damien stood side by side, shirts open, eyes dark with hunger. This was their final night. No tomorrow. Just raw, filthy passion.
“You’re late, little one,” Marcus said, voice low and rough. He grabbed her by the collar and pulled her close, kissing her so deep she moaned into his mouth.