Midnight Sins: A Spicy Compilation
Beside me, Sutton was a masterpiece of ruin-her hair matted, her skin flushed a violent rose, and the white silk of my seed drying in streaks across her lips and collarbone.
The red light of the hidden camera on the bookshelf flickered, still recording. I looked directly into it, a cold, predatory satisfaction settling in my gut. Silas was here. The man who had played "Uncle" for a decade, the man who had sat at our table while imagining the filth he just watched us perform, was finally stepping into the arena.
"He's here, Sutton," I rasped, my voice sounding like gravel. I reached out, my hand wrapping around her throat, not to hurt, but to anchor her. "Are you ready to show him exactly wha
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