The room was alive with breathy tension—bare skin, flushed cheeks, low moans filling the air like thunder before…
Rachel has been getting suspicious… but not out of jealousy alone. She’s been noticing Maddie too. Watching her….
Tyrone’s private number lit up again. Another message. “Meet me. Tonight. No backup.” An address followed—an abandoned loft…
River’s Bratz-doll energy is irresistible—she’ll braid your heart, ride your face, and leave you begging for more.
It was just a fantasy. That’s what I told myself. No touching. No texting. No crossing lines. Just…