From Aleah’s Point of View. . . Tristan flexes his impressive biceps in a very Achilles-in-Troy way, bringing me back to this alternate reality. I lick my lips as I...
♥ Pushing my arms above my head, he went back to work. Slowly, patiently, he took me beyond self-control—the master musician playing his instrument. Alternating between breasts and mouth, he...
♥ Although his voice no longer held the edge of anger, it commanded nothing short of absolute submission. At that moment, there was nothing I wouldn’t do for this man,...
Jaden stepped back and knelt, gun cocked and ready. I mouthed, “One, two” and threw open the door. I get a split-second snapshot of chains, cameras, a ceiling mirror, whips,...
