Strip Games For Couples Novels & Stories

Every thrust went impossibly deep, hitting her g-spot with punishing accuracy. "This is what you deserve," Damian said, his pace brutal. "To be worshipped. Claimed. Fucked until you can't remember anything except how much we love you." Damon and Silas weren't idle. Damon knelt beside the bed, his mouth finding her breast and sucking hard. Silas's hand slid beneath her, finding her clit and circling it with relentless precision. The triple stimulation...Damian pounding into her, Damon's mouth on her breast, Silas's fingers on her clit...pushed Eve toward another peak.

"Unless you want to join me?" I don't need to be asked twice. We strip in the bathroom and step into the hot spray together, and it's not sexual, not at first. We just hold each other under the water, washing away weeks of stress and fear and uncertainty. Then Vanessa tilts her head up and kisses me, soft and sweet and full of promise. "Make love to me. Not like we're running from something or making up after a fight. Just because we want to."

I hate that abbreviation so much and he knows about it but doesn't hesitate to annoy me. After the day I asked for his favor to host a party at his MALE STRIP CLUB. He had been pestering me around to give him something in return. At first I agreed to do his task for him but since it doesn't turn out the way I wanted it. I didn't see the need to complete his task for him. Every male member of the organization dances for him as a stripper in his club. A way to making his business flourish as many gays and women loves to see hot men at his club, every Thursdays.

This winter, amidst gaming strategies and supernatural growth, our love shone brightest. But my mates had a new plan, they all smiled and it scared me, they were up to something, “We could play our own game, Blaze said with a grin. Storm agreed as we headed back home, we climbed up the tree to my balcony like teenagers sneaking in. We’ll play ‘Truth or Strip!” “What?” I said. “Yeah, we asked you a question, but we all write down what we think you’ll say and the one closest to your answer gets to choose what Item you remove, if you choose strip.”

This next part is the second book to The Stripper Luna. Thank you all for the support and I am sorry for the late adds. I've been busy with life and managing all my other projects. I really do hope you enjoy it! This is will have more drama and romance. but most of all have some heartbreak. I am very passionate about my work and I am glad to share it with you. I am sorry for any grammar please do let me know. However, this is the ending of this story but don't worry there will be other spin-offs coming. Feel free to ask me any questions and I promise I will get back as soon as I can.

“He’s just a guy who got caught in a blast.” “He’s a silver fox with a hidden tax bracket and the coordination of a newborn giraffe,” Sasha muttered as we hit the street. “I don’t trust him. Which means I’m going to spend the next forty-eight hours finding out if he’s your future husband or a very handsome serial killer. It’s a win-win, really.” “It's not a win-win, Sasha, it's a headache,” I countered, but the words felt hollow.

“That’s interesting.” I read the caption further. “‘This is the game to play to get to know your new wife’s or husband’s deepest, darkest secrets prior to your honeymoon. Know the answers to questions such as ‘Are you really hitting the spot?’ ‘Are you the best he or she ever had?’ ‘Where exactly is her g-spot?’ ‘What’s his or her secret fantasy?’ Play the game to improve your connection to your partner. But a word of warning! Some questions may be better off answering with a lie!’” I had to laugh at that. I stared up at Travis. “Shall we play it?” He raised a brow. “We’re not a normal couple. What good could it to do for us?”

Sara wore one of them and stood up nervously, "What if I take a step and fall?" Sara asked Nicole. "Just do it, girl," Nicole said. Sara summoned courage and walk around on it shaking. Nicole helped her by holding her hand while she walks around and dances. "Now I will teach you how to tweak, this is the most important thing in stripping. You must be a tweak goddess, tweak on that d**k and he will spray you the cash." Nicole said and Sara smiled. Nicole has always been a naughty woman but Sara didn't expect her to be that raw.

My heart gave a hard thump. “The stripper?” one of the girls asked, a giggle in her voice. “Yeah. Works at that club, Onyx. Heard she gives private dances in the back rooms for extra cash. Real private.” Heat rushed to my face. I kept walking, my legs feeling stiff. “I heard she’s hooked up with, like, all of them,” the other guy chimed in. “Jeremy Blackwood, obviously. But the brothers too. Raphael, Caspian… even the quiet one, Silas. She’s like a… a house pet. For all of them.”

They could both jump off cliffs and ride the wind, but the only difference was that while Hunter would ensure he had a parachute on securely, Havoc would prefer to test how low he could go before fate took over. If it came down to it, they'd be more than ready to both kill and die for each other. That was an unspoken truth that most were sure of. It had been an entire day since Havoc told Hunter about having found his mate, and for a lack of how to approach the situation, Hunter had advised his twin to keep the information between them for the time being. If she truly was a witch then something was completely off. Shifters and witches could not mate. That was information even a young cub wou