Clay
When my brother blows off our summer plans, I find myself stuck in a lake house with an off-limits older man — my brother’s best friend. Roman Dewan is handsome and openly bisexual, and he looks at me like he wants to devour me. But I’ve never been interested in a man before. So why does my body respond to him? His hot looks are making me uncomfortable, and not in the way you’d expect a straight guy to feel uncomfortable. Instead, I can’t stop thinking about what it would be like to crawl into his lap and offer him everything.
And when I find out his kinky secret, all bets are off.
But what will my brother think?
Note: This kinky book contains elements of ropework, control play, impact play, and sharing.
Roman
I have a very specific type, and the innocent young college student in the passenger seat of my car looks like he could hit all of my kinks. The only problem? He’s my best friend’s little brother. And my best friend is right to be worried about the wicked things I might do to the big-hearted, sweetheart of an artist. I’m not a good man.
But when I find out what he’s drawing in that sketchpad he always has on his lap, all bets are off.
I never expected that my heart would be on the line. Hell, I didn’t even know I had a heart.
When my brother blows off our summer plans, I find myself stuck in a lake house with an off-limits older man — my brother’s best friend. Roman Dewan is handsome and openly bisexual, and he looks at me like he wants to devour me. But I’ve never been interested in a man before. So why does my body respond to him? His hot looks are making me uncomfortable, and not in the way you’d expect a straight guy to feel uncomfortable. Instead, I can’t stop thinking about what it would be like to crawl into his lap and offer him everything.
And when I find out his kinky secret, all bets are off.
But what will my brother think?
Note: This kinky book contains elements of ropework, control play, impact play, and sharing.
Roman
I have a very specific type, and the innocent young college student in the passenger seat of my car looks like he could hit all of my kinks. The only problem? He’s my best friend’s little brother. And my best friend is right to be worried about the wicked things I might do to the big-hearted, sweetheart of an artist. I’m not a good man.
But when I find out what he’s drawing in that sketchpad he always has on his lap, all bets are off.
I never expected that my heart would be on the line. Hell, I didn’t even know I had a heart.
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