Story Excerpt

Bella thought her girlfriends’ dares had gone far enough, until it was her turn. If she was last, she’d go biggest. That meant being used in public, with eyes on her, no hiding. The club was dark, decadent, and dangerous, and she’d already chosen the man: Rafe, the scarred, commanding security chief. His presence consumed her, and when she told him what she wanted, he didn’t hesitate. In a half-drawn booth, under the gaze of strangers, Bella was bent, spanked, filled, and put on display until she dripped for everyone to see. She wanted it risky. She wanted it raw. And she got every filthy inch.