All Chapters of Satisfying Her Darkest Fantasies: Chapter 651 - Chapter 660

Having small boobs made her a liability? She didn’t know if she should be offended or hurt, so she settled on pissed. “I know I’m a nobody, but that doesn’t mean you can talk to me that way.”“Forget I offered.” He opened his folio and she half-expected him to pull out a sign that read “reject” and hang it around her neck. Instead he pulled out a thick piece of off-white paper and handed it to her. “That is your itinerary for the next week. Today is reserved for finding you the right look both onstage and in public. The rest of the week you’ll be rehearsing for the show. Questions?”She scanned the sheet but didn’t really internalize anything it said. She was still upset about becoming a sex object, or whatever it was this guy was trying to convert her into. “Why are you so fixated on my look?”“You’re an entertainer, Reagan. It comes with the territory.”“I’m a musician.”“In the studio, you’re a musician. Onstage, you’re an entertainer. Get used to it. It’s not up for negotiation.”

“There’s nothing to say, Mark.”“You’re the one who introduced me to this lifestyle.”And Trey definitely regretted that now. He also felt like a hypocrite. He’d pushed Mark into accepting his sexuality, yet he’d hidden his own from Reagan. He should have known that it was the wrong way to handle it. If he’d have been on the other side, offering advice to a friend trying to hide who they were, he’d have told himself that he was being an idiot. That it wouldn’t work. Why had he thought he could make it work? Because he’d wanted her. He still wanted her. And he’d thought she would be enough. That it would work out.“I just need some advice,” Mark said.“On what?”“How to win you back.”Back? Mark had never had him in the first place.Trey rubbed a hand over his face, closed the front door, and crossed the room to sit on the comfortable, overstuffed sofa. He knew he had to be careful with Mark’s feelings. Trey wasn’t sure how to get his point across without being cruel. “Mark…”“Somethin

No. What are you waiting for? “Um…” he said between ragged breaths. “Um… I need…”Ethan’s hands began to wander Trey’s body again. He caressed the insides of Trey’s thighs, cupped his balls gently, and then rubbed his hips rhythmically.Trey whispered, “I want to feel your body against mine.” His hard, hard body.Ethan turned Trey to face him and jerked Trey against his chest. He kissed him deeply, tongue thrusting into Trey’s mouth, and Trey clung to his muscular back. Ethan’s rough manner totally turned him on. He wanted to be taken. Devoured. Trey’s hands rubbed over hard bumps and muscular bulges. The man’s ass was spectacularly firm beneath Trey’s seeking palms. Ethan’s hard c**k prodded Trey in the belly. He wanted it to prod him somewhere else entirely.Ethan’s hands traveled down Trey’s ass. When he began to massage Trey’s throbbing opening, the strength went out of Trey’s legs and he swayed against Ethan. Yeah, that’s the spot.“Do you want me to use the numbing lubricant?”T

Reagan was in the shower when she heard voices in the apartment. Ethan was home and he had someone with him. Trey? Her heart gave an unexpected lurch and started to race. The erotic images she’d seen the night before played through her mind. Trey and Ethan kissing. Ethan’s c**k in Trey’s hand. In his mouth. She didn’t know whether to be aroused or jealous. Admittedly, she was a little of both. And a bit put off by the fact that she’d never be enough to keep Trey happy in the bedroom. As long as he loved only her, she’d be able to deal with it. Maybe.The bathroom door opened. She peeked out of the shower curtain and was blessed with Trey’s orneriest smile. “Can I come in?”“We need to talk,” she said. Ground rules. They needed ground rules. Her heart thudded even harder when Trey tilted his head and he did that thing he did when he wanted something. That irresistible, ornery-assed, tell-me-no-if-you-dare look.“Talk?”“Yes, talk.”“Okay,” he agreed and entered the bathroom.Ethan lean

Was this seriously her life? Seriously? Holy hell, she was unquestionably the luckiest woman in the world.“And I still haven’t showed her my favorite position,” Trey said.Pulling his shirt on over his head, Trey entered the kitchen. He was greeted by Reagan’s drowsy smile and Ethan’s appreciative grin. Trey wrapped an arm around Reagan and kissed her. “How are you feeling?”“Hungry.”“Lunch will be ready soon,” Ethan said.Ethan stirred the heavenly smelling concoction in the skillet on the stove. Trey moved to stand beside him. He rose up and offered him a deep kiss, while watching Reagan out of the corner of his eye for any signs of displeasure. She grinned. She really seemed okay with this. Actually, she seemed to relish the affection between himself and Ethan. Trey hadn’t been expecting that blessing. He’d thought it would bother her to witness him openly sharing affection with Ethan. He’d never expected her to enjoy it.“What are you making?” Trey asked, looking down into the s