Maddie barely slept. After Lucien left her curled in the furs of the greenhouse, after his final kiss…

She only moaned in response, eyes fluttering as he undid his belt, let his thick cock spring free,…

Maddie couldn’t stop thinking about it. The greenhouse. The warm, wet air. The press of moss and candlelight….

The scent of espresso and sweat still clung to the sheets when Tyrone rose, slow and deliberate, the…

The atmosphere in Tyrone’s penthouse had shifted. Thick with heat. Heavy with tension. The lights were low. Not…