Naked beneath her sheets, they played a bit, had a quickie—a double quickie as the men took turns with her. Then Doug groaned that he was exhausted because he hadn’t done it twice in one night in years and as a result would be useless at work tomorrow if he didn’t get a few hours shut-eye. ...
Jim was in the shower. Both had slept soundly after their early morning romp. Lexie was tired still and promised herself a long, soothing bath and restoring nap before beginning dinner. She’d just finished blow-drying her hair, when her phone rang. She reached into her purse, brought the phone to...
Her corset cut deep into her diaphragm. She never realized the pain as she took a deep breath and then screamed for all she was worth. The sound was muffled, but had he not already dragged her from the open doors, it would have alarmed those at the ball. Tristan solved that problem by closing off...