The day was routine—on the surface. Tyrone was in his office reviewing a new acquisition deal, Daniel was…
The formal dinner was over. The staff had left. The scent of roasted shallots and expensive wine lingered…
The storm had passed, leaving behind a low mist that curled around the trees like secrets not quite…
The mountain air was thick with summer; woodsmoke curled from Jack’s outdoor firepit, dancing between the trees like…
Neil reached around, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in slow circles, his cock continuing to…