All I ever wanted was one night of anonymity.One night where I wasn’t the perfect fiancée, and one night of raw, masked surrender from my prim and proper fiance, Sebastian. Luckily for me, I’d gotten exactly what I wanted on the night of a masked carnival. I’d gotten every single thing I ever wished for and had my primal fantasy fulfilled. Except, it wasn’t who I thought it was. The man who ruined me that night was Reid Montgomery, my fiancé’s powerful, dangerously charismatic father.And now, every time Reid looks at me, I’m forced to remember the night when I unashamedly gave him power over me unknowingly. He knows what I sound like when I beg. He knows how my body surrendered to him. And he has no intention of letting me forget.Sebastian still thinks the fantasy never happened.Reid intends to make sure it never ends.And some sins aren’t meant to stay hidden… especially when they feel this good.

Warning‼️: This collection contains dark, intense, and emotionally charged stories meant for readers who enjoy messy desire, blurred lines, and choices that should never have been made. Once you step into it, there’s no clean way out. *** “Fuck, you look gorgeous like this,” he rasps, still jerking himself off while I stare at him, lips parting to have a taste of what that cock feels like. “Have I told you that?” “Mmmm,” I moan, reaching out for him, only to get my hand swatted away. “You’re so desperate for cock, you filthy whore,” he says, leaning closer. His cock settles on my stomach before it slides upwards with every slow buck of his hips, the crown stopping at the valley of my breasts. “Hold your breasts together for me, baby. I’m going to fuck them.” *** Sinful Pleasures is a collection of stories built on bad timing, blurred lines, and the kind of desire that sets out to make pussies throb and cocks leak without waiting to be understood The wrong person, the wrong situation, the wrong moment, and still, it happens anyway.From tension that’s been there for too long to choices made in seconds, every story is about giving in when you know better and not stopping when you should.Nothing here is soft and neither is it simple.Just temptation, impulse, and the kind of decisions that feel too good to regret.If you’re still reading… go on.And I pray you leave here a little more corrupted than you arrived.