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…
My ankle cuffs have bells. My leash glows. My collar? I snapped it on your neck and made you walk behind me.
For a moment, the world narrowed to the tension between us, the air crackling with unspoken threats and forbidden cravings. Then his hand shot out, gripping the nape of my neck with bruising force, and dragged me into a kiss…
Pride warred with need, but the ache in my pussy was a living thing, pulsing with desperation. “Fuck me, Julian,” I gasped, the words tearing from me like a confession. “Please, just—fuck me.” He didn’t wait, didn’t tease. He thrust…
I, Amber Mae, was no saint either. Twenty four, with curves that turned heads and a mind that turned tides, I’d clawed my way up in a world of sharks, my brunette hair a fiery halo, my emerald eyes hiding…
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…
My ankle cuffs have bells. My leash glows. My collar? I snapped it on your neck and made you walk behind me.
For a moment, the world narrowed to the tension between us, the air crackling with unspoken threats and forbidden cravings. Then his hand shot out, gripping the nape of my neck with bruising force, and dragged me into a kiss…
Pride warred with need, but the ache in my pussy was a living thing, pulsing with desperation. “Fuck me, Julian,” I gasped, the words tearing from me like a confession. “Please, just—fuck me.” He didn’t wait, didn’t tease. He thrust…
I, Amber Mae, was no saint either. Twenty four, with curves that turned heads and a mind that turned tides, I’d clawed my way up in a world of sharks, my brunette hair a fiery halo, my emerald eyes hiding…