Romance Club Games Novels & Stories

He looks at me. “That was today with Zane, but he ran after I tried.” “I ran because you made me break the damn rules.” He laughs slightly. “Next up to auction off for Children First Society is Emmi’s Club.” I turn, hearing the auctioneer speak, and Dante laughs. “What is that?” I stare at Dante. “It’s a woman’s only fight club. I set it up this week. You might want to fight for it. Don’t you lose it, sugar, or your ass will be worse.” He winks at me.

Tiwa is typing. “Club Rogue.” I look up at once, locking eyes with Monique who’s grinning at me. “You’re kidding.” “No, I’m not.” “Leonardo Gray owns that club. Why would you wanna go there? There’s a probability he will be there.” Monique rolls her eyes. “Grow a pair of tits, Robyn. It’s been a month already, I still don’t get why you’re avoiding him. It's called a one-night stand for a reason, I just don’t get why you’re avoiding him.”

“Fabian, my man. Congratulations on your engagement!” Alfredo Zamora greeted Fabian as soon as they stepped off the stage. The two bumped fists. Alfie and Fabian were college friends. Although they took different courses, they shared the same interest—women. Both were members of a sex club called the King’s Club. It was an exclusive club where all the members came from elite families. There were no restrictions in that club—any of your deepest desires and kinkiest fantasies could come true.

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Molly asked. Hesitantly, her reluctant husband explained to Molly that it was like what had gone on at the Beach, except much wilder. "Sooo... , tell me what happens!" Molly insisted, getting more and more curious. "Well," Antonio said, as he hesitated, searching for just the right words. "What happens is this group of couples who like a little different type of erotica have formed their own private exclusive little club. "They get together privately about once a month or so. The wives take turns tussling with each other. To make it a little more realistic, I think the women do sometimes pull hair.

Rick muttered something about leaving the girls’ restroom, then their voices drifted away. Damian sat on the lid and yanked me onto his lap. Then he buried himself inside me again, thrusting up, rough and fast. "You’re mine,” he growled, kissing me hard, his hand squeezing my breast. “I’m yours,” I moaned against his mouth, clutching his shoulders. “Only yours.” “Say it again.” “I’m yours,” I gasped, my orgasm was tearing through me. “Good girl,” he said, spanking me again, his thrusts became sharper and deeper. “No more Kane. Or I’ll fvck you in front of him next time.”

he said. "Just shut up Ryan!" "My only regret is I didn't get to kiss those rosy lips like I planned" he said. "I said shut up!" I yelled. "Have you ever touched her skin, it feels so soft and delicate and....." "Ryan!" I yelled as I dropped my towels and punched him and he fell on the bed. "Come on, don't tell me you haven't noticed how sexy our little Jasmine is" he said amidst laughter and I punched him again.

“When can you?” “Today.” She grinned and dragged me to the back. Club Royale was one of the top clubs in the city and anyone who was anyone always visited here. Neon lights flashed around as Cathy pulled me deeper into the place. I greeted her sister, Maddy, changed quickly, and before I knew it, the club was filling up. Music pulsed through the floor, lights dim and heavy. Before I started off officially, Maddy was kind enough to run me through the basic rules of the place. I needed to smile more to attract customers. Conversation worked too, and I could always call for backup if things were about to go out of hand.

The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

"Okay, so what club is this?" Playing a game alone with a girl? Now this was coming off as some kind of kinky setup, but Charlotte radiates no aura of temptation. She was more like a honed knife, sharp enough that if you lose, it might cost you your life. Where did that rom-com atmosphere go? This turned to a gambling apocalypse! "There're no other club members?" "No." she replies. Could you still have a club without any members? I got serious doubts about that. Honestly, there are no hints..