Dirtiest Desires (Steamiest Short Stories)
Sharon Madutempting my rented boyfriendtexts that make him want youi can't sleep until i feel your touchare you trying to seduce me
“Make it a bestseller, kids,”
She turns, walks to the door, and slips out, closing it with a soft click.
The room is silent except for the sound of our breathing.
Daniel looks down at me, his eyes darker than I’ve ever seen them.
“You heard her, Alora,” he growls, his hands sliding up to my throat. “We have a real audience now. Don't disappoint them.”
The words hit harder than his grip. My breath stutters, heat rushing through me, and before I can stop myself, my gaze drifts back to the phone.