5 - BratSummer“OhmyfuckingGod—” I said, letting out a loud moan at the end when his tongue licked at my swollen clit. This man was good. So fucking good. I was so close to asking his name and his number because no one had ever made me so horny before. Or eaten me out like he was starving and my pussy was his own personal buffet.“You taste so fucking good, kitten,” he groaned against my sex, his warm breath and the reverberations making me clench. “Suck my clit,” I said, my voice breathy. His stormy gray eyes flashed at me, and I let out a whimper when his palm smacked against my pussy before rubbing it. “You are not in a position to give me orders, kitten.” I nodded, but he spanked my pussy again, t

6 - You can take itDamonI had said the filthiest words to her the entire night. Words that were humiliating, degrading with praise, but she blushed at a small peck on her nose. Her breath wavered when I kissed her. She was strange. Heck, I felt strange too. I wanted to keep kissing her and see if I could make her blush anywhere else. So I did just that. Ignoring all the warning signs warring in my brain, I leaned down and captured her pouty lips, licking the plump part before pressing my teeth into it. I swallowed her groan and slid my tip inside her sopping pussy. She whimpered when I pulled away and rubbed her sensitive clit. “Shh, you can take it, kitten,” I whispered, slowly inching inside. “Relax for me—that’s it. There we go

8 - Grumpy Old ManSummerI woke up with an aching body. My bleary eyes blinked at the sleeping person beside me and unconsciously, a small smile tugged at my lips. Even asleep, he hadn’t removed his mask. I rolled over and tried to stretch without wincing. My entire body felt sore. After our late-night pizza, we fucked till morning until I passed out. I remember that at one point, we were on the floor. I don’t know how that happened. Taking a deep breath, I sat up and checked my cell phone. It was almost four in the morning, and my agent was blowing up my phone with texts in all caps. Damn, twelve missed calls?I peeked over my shoulder to find him asleep and quietly got dressed. I didn’t enjoy doing the walk of shame, especially when t

Part Two“Let me play with you and your body.”10 - SimpDamonI checked the time on the watch and sighed, staring at the roof of my car. Why the fuck do I have to support her gathering when she was the reason for her own fucking mess?Emma. You’re doing a favor for Emma. Nothing else.Grumbling underneath my breath, I let the valet open my car door and gave him a hefty tip before staring up at the enormous building. The evening air was chilly as I buttoned my suit and clenched my jaw. I hated social gatherings. I hated her.The last time we were together, it had ended up with me kissing her, scolding her, and driving her cute, pouty ass home.No, fuck, Damon! Stop thinking about her ass.I walked towards the revolving doors and paused when the woman in a deep red dress went in at the same time from th

12 - VentSummer I slumped on the couch, which was also my bed-slash-desk. It was multipurpose, and I was glad it had lasted me for over two years even though I thrifted it for less than forty dollars. My feet ached from wearing heels all night, and I tried to rub away the soreness. The event to improve my name and drown out the rumors was successful with little to no accidents. Except that jerk getting mad over a tiny spill. But I gotta admit, even though he was a huge grump, his thighs were strong. I remembered the dark gleam in his eyes when I was trying to help him pat it dry. He was definitely a weirdo for getting angry at me. Even when I suggested having it dry cleaned.&nb