Tyrone’s private number lit up again. Another message. “Meet me. Tonight. No backup.” An address followed—an abandoned loft…
The knock hadn’t gone away. Brooke was trembling beneath Tyrone as he pounded her into the desk, Aspen’s…
The room was filled with the sound of skin on skin, low growls, muffled moans, and the desperate…
Brooke’s breath hitched as she felt Tyrone’s hands slide up the backs of her thighs, slow and deliberate….
Brooke stepped into Tyrone’s office like she didn’t belong there—like she knew damn well she shouldn’t be asking…
Tyrone’s private number lit up again. Another message. “Meet me. Tonight. No backup.” An address followed—an abandoned loft…
The knock hadn’t gone away. Brooke was trembling beneath Tyrone as he pounded her into the desk, Aspen’s…
The room was filled with the sound of skin on skin, low growls, muffled moans, and the desperate…
Brooke’s breath hitched as she felt Tyrone’s hands slide up the backs of her thighs, slow and deliberate….
Brooke stepped into Tyrone’s office like she didn’t belong there—like she knew damn well she shouldn’t be asking…