Playboy Novels & Stories

He had Ava, Harper, and probably a host of other women she didn’t know about. Sometimes, Seraphina would drop Leon off at nightclubs or luxury spas. He never let her come inside; she could only wait in the car. Neon Haven and Crystal Palace were among his regular spots. When he returned, he often reeked of expensive perfume. Only a fool would believe he wasn’t up to anything. Later, she learned that both Neon Haven and Crystal Palace were owned by the Everhart family. Thinking about it, Seraphina found it easy to imagine Leon indulging in the endless selection of beautiful women in those establishments.

Something bloomed. He still teased. I still blushed. But now, the world called him Dr. Rathore. I just called him mine. And that was the end of our story. The end of Playboy vs LoveGuru. I am glad that I sought help from the love guru to make the playboy fall for me.

And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl. My hand slumped away in exhaustion….and my face? I couldn’t help the tiny grin that spread across it. That was….it was good. But here’s the thing about post nut clarity, it snaps you back to reality at once. And my reality was, I had a fiancé waiting for me at our launch table. Oh No!! The guilt hit me as I scrambled to fix my clothes properly before bolting out of the stall. Who the hell abandons their fiancée to masturbate in a public restroom?

I pulled it out, assuming it was a congratulatory text from Kira. Instead, it was an alert from a major hockey gossip website. A headline that made my heart instantly stop. > BREAKING NEWS: Anonymous source leaks explicit photo of Bay Blades Goalie Jax 'Glacier' Kingston and Prime Sports Junior Agent Mila Santiago. Scandal rocks the NHL on trade deadline eve. Full story and unedited photos dropping at midnight. I stared at the screen, the breath completely leaving my lungs. Richard Vance hadn't sent the photo to the sports networks. He had already sold it to the tabloids before he ever walked into this building.

A bored-looking guy in his thirties barely glanced up from his phone behind the counter. Leon kept his head down, moving quickly through the aisles. Shelves of toys, lubes, and videos blurred past him. He stopped in front of the dildos, heart hammering. His eyes scanned the sizes—some ridiculous, some… realistic. Thick veins. Suction bases. His throat went dry. ‘Just pick one and get out.’ He grabbed a medium-sized one—flesh-toned, veiny, with a slight curve. Nothing too insane, but big enough that it would show on camera. The thought made his stomach flip. His cock twitched traitorously in his jeans.

Definitely not something normal. “What the hell is this?” I whispered. I’d seen it before. Somewhere. I pulled my phone out of my pocket. Curious. I opened G****e, and held the camera over it. The search results loaded fast. My stomach dropped like a rock. Prostate massager. Male anal stimulator. Gay sex toy. The images matched perfectly. My mouth went dry. I knew exactly where I’d seen one like this—Maddox’s sex toy shop, that one time Jenna, my dead best friend dragged me in there to try out something new.

"That's what you get. I told you to stop meeting with girls you've just met in a bar" "I know but damn she's so irresistible" "Ugh, Bradey. You're so horny" Denny was disgusted. He took a small sip from the pineapple juice that he ordered. "No I'm not, I'm just handsome" Bradey winked at Denny. "Disgusting!" Denny rolled his, but he was deep in thought. Yes, Bradey was unquestionably a handsome jock on his very own. His flat eyebrows were thick and attractive and his eyes were

Caira said blushing really hard "Hmm, that's great Caira, but are you sure he loves you the same way you love him? Mikel is the greatest Playboy of all kind and think about it, he is also a celebrity and a public figure. He has so many rich and classy girls around him. Selena Madison is a very beautiful and hot fashion model and she's so rich, the internet has it that they're dating, c'mon girl!!! People like mikel can't be trusted!!" Kylee said with a serious look.

HOPE’s POV Once when I was younger and dad was still alive, I accidentally stumbled upon his secret stash of porn magazines. There was a particular edition; it was called ‘summer fling’ and right smack in the middle of the magazine, there was a set of pictorials depicting a couple having sex. The girl in the photos looked like she was in seventh heaven or something while the guy pumped into her. She did not look like she was in pain. Nope, not at all.

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