I strutted into the baseball park, my long brown hair cascading down my back, and my tight dress…
“Please, Bastian,” I panted, shame and need twisting together as I arched back, offering myself fully. “Fuck me….
His eyes flashed with something feral, a dangerous thrill, and before I could blink, he’d backed me against…
The humid night air clung to my skin like a lover’s breath, heavy with the scent of jasmine…
Amber had always been the good girl, the one who followed the rules and played it safe. But…