Sinful Nights: A Filthy Collection of Steamy Stories
With a snarl of frustration, Bull slid from the chair and knelt at her feet, his head bowed.
“Look at me,” Lena commanded.
He lifted his head, his eyes burning with a mixture of anger and reluctant submission.
“You lost your chance to fuck me,” she said, her voice soft but laced with steel. “So now, you will prepare me for the man who gets to fuck me next.” She turned to the two men who had been standing by the sidelines. “Gentlemen,” she said, addressing the mountain of a man and the one with the surgeon’s hands. “Your turn. The game is this: you will use your mouths on me. The one who makes me come the hardest, the one who makes me scream the loudest, wins the right to my cunt. The loser…