DIRTY TRILOGY: DIRTY DESIRES

uildings and towers. Centuries of grand design and sculpture came together in the wide avenues to form that eclectic yet peaceful city

y and the wealthiest people who run half of the glo

the most feared man in the world, a maiden barge in the most dangerous and forbidden

as quivering in fear. Windows were open, night zephyr gently stirred her obsidian hair. The lights were offed and only t

aying curtains appeared the glowing pair of emerald eyes and there emerge a big man's shadow out of t

h's aura and vibes! Gasped, Sumire was standing frozen on her feet when she meet his cold and dangerous loo

y his presence at the same time.

vade my private den, missy.

ver her. Sumire's cheek started to burn in red when she inhaled his intoxicating smell tha

o one but him. But here she is shrinking back, knees and t

lain myself. Dieu

ll make a mess with this l

slightly parted. Sumire closed her eyes at the touch, lewd and lascivious and lovely. She was

s. "I hate when someone looks at you the same way I did..." Mo

tempting you ar

shoulder. He brushed off the lace of her dress and it slip down to her fair skin. Sumire

rt.

ire inhaled, let out a ragg

g into each other. Sumire blushed intensely when she felt his hard bu

himself on her. Their lips locked, sucking and biting her lower lip. Bodies pressed together heatedly agains

lf to gasp for air but Mort pulled her back, claiming her mouth over again, hungry and intense. She can taste the wine on his lips that intoxicate her. Mort's hands c

ted and wet, her brassiere unloc

will be my p