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…

It started with a key. A simple brass key, left on Maddie’s pillow after her shower. No note….

After landing, Tyrone didn’t go straight to the office or the gym. He went home—to his sleek, masculine…