Christian was danger personified, a man carved from midnight with a smirk that could unravel a saint. Six-foot-three of lean, predatory muscle, his hair fell in a reckless wave over piercing silver eyes that stripped me bare with a glance.…

“Liar,” he chuckled, dark and low, slipping two fingers beneath the thong to plunge into her cunt, the intrusion rough and perfect, her walls clenching around him as a wildfire erupted in her veins. “This pussy’s dripping for me. You’ve…

He chuckled, low and dangerous, and I heard the sharp snap of the flogger being pulled from the rack. The first strike landed across my thighs, a stinging heat that made me scream, followed by another on my ass, the…

My pride screamed no, but my body was his, and the words spilled out, raw and desperate. “I want it. Fuck, Roman, I’m yours.” The confession was a release, a surrender, and he rewarded me by picking up speed, his…

I have absolutely no doubt, I have a stalker. At first I wasn’t so sure. Everything about me screams look at me and give me attention, I know that and I love it. So I’m very much use to being…