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…

Angelica had heard of these places before. Dark, mysterious, steady paced and loud. She has never had the pleasure of seeing one, but it’s time to change that. The thought of having men running through her pussy, one after the…

The room was a crucible of unspoken promises, thick with the scent of polished leather and the faint tang of nervous sweat. Cherry stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of the penthouse suite, her wild crimson hair cascading over the bare…

His eyes flashed with something feral, a dangerous thrill, and before I could blink, he’d backed me against the balcony railing, the cold iron biting into my spine. His hand slid down my side, possessive and deliberate, until it gripped…

The humid night air clung to my skin like a lover’s breath, heavy with the scent of jasmine and the distant tang of saltwater from the bay. I stood on the wrought-iron balcony of the old Creole mansion, the sultry…