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Sinclair watching us lazily from his seat on the couch, his protruded cock still bobbing as he puffed on his cigar. His eyes met mine and he smirked. Something about how sensual it was made my stomach tickle. He crushed the butt of his cigar on the ashtray, still holding my gaze. He poured whiskey slowly into a glass cup, and my eyes flickered his fingers closed round the glass as he swirled the liquid slowly, and brought it to his lips. When I looked up, his eyes were still holding mine down, black with lust. His gaze flickered down to my breasts, and my stomach kicked when he bit his lips.

With a face as recognizable as mine, it was only a matter of time before someone spotted me. A former fan took a video of me performing at the bar and posted it online, even though photography wasn't allowed there. Once the clip got out, everything spiraled out of control. "Jean Swisher's Fake Death" blew up on social media overnight. People were tagging Conrad left and right, begging him to track me down. The fans who used to call us the perfect couple were suddenly desperate to reunite us, until the more reasonable crowd stepped in and shut it down. "Just do this for me, okay? You two should meet one last time! All these old memories are hitting me out of nowhere!"

BDSM: Slave 24/7 Plus more bonus chapters of all the characters you've come to love. Brody and Kylie's Story is Book 3 right after Daniel and Natalia.

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You can find three more of my books on here, a series about werewolves, if you are interested, plus I have two other books coming down the pike. If you'd like, you can find me on In$tagram under the same handle. I love to talk to people and post updates about all of my books on there. Also, you can find the playlist that I listen to when writing on Spotify. It's called "Creative Juices." And you can find the playlist of all of the 90s songs from this story on Spotify in a playlist called "Dissonance and Harmony." Thank you again!

Arian's pov I never thought a book club meeting could feel like a battlefield. Today, we are reading The Art of Forbidden by Linda Lively, and from the very moment I flipped through its pages, my face had been hot. The story is about a powerful president who was secretly in love with his male secretary, and if that wasn’t bold enough, the prose was filled with intimacy, longing, and heat. Naturally, everyone thought it would be for people to take turns reading aloud. But I wasn't really in the mood to read, not after what the police said to me.

“Ahh—! Mila— fuck, it feels so good— oh my god—” Mila kissed down her neck, sucking fresh marks into her skin while her fingers thrust deeper, faster. “Tell me the truth, baby. Whose fingers feel better? Whose touch makes you lose control like this?” “Yours— fuck, yours!” Lydia gasped, voice breaking into a long, throaty moan. “Mmmph—! Don’t stop— please don’t stop— I’m so close already—” Mila broke the kiss and trailed her lips down Lydia’s neck, sucking fresh marks into her skin. “Tell me the truth. Whose fingers feel better? Who makes you lose control like this?”

Turning the cover for me to see he said, “So this is your favorite book, huh?” Wondering what had him looking so sly I focused my eyes on the cover and I immediately felt a rush of heat flare through my body. The cover had a picture of the naked anatomy of a man and woman embracing each other sensually and the title read, ‘100 ways to spice up your life.' “If this is what you were here searching for in the library then I don’t think I have any problem,” he laughed patronizingly, and flicking through the pages he stopped at one and reading the words on it he continued, “Try being intimate in random or unfamiliar places-”