A peaceful cruise. A late-night confession. A temptation that lingers in the air.
Ellie went to the theatre, as she always did. But this time, she didn’t return straight away. A drink at the bar. A stranger’s curiosity. A conversation that crossed an invisible line.
Now, standing before her husband, she bites her lip, hesitating. “I—I have a confession to make…”
How far did she go? And why does the thought of it make his pulse race?
Excerpt from Heat in Lisbon: A Hotwife Story
A night in Lisbon. A round of drinks. A game that neither Amy nor I expected to play.
The warmth of the liqueur spreads through us, but it’s not just the alcohol that’s raising the temperature at the table.
A lingering touch. A teasing squeeze. A silent exchange between Amy and me—one that speaks louder than words.
How far will this go? And will we stop before the line blurs completely?
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A surprise getaway. A secluded beach. A much-needed escape.
Laurie and I thought this trip was about unwinding, reconnecting, and stealing a few intimate moments by the sea. But nothing could have prepared us for what—or who—interrupted us.
A stranger. A jet ski. And no clothes in sight.
Laurie’s gasp said it all. Oh, my God…
Gabi knows how to tease—and how to get what she wants. A simple favour turns into a playful negotiation, her sultry glances and suggestive moves leaving Warren captivated. But she’s not just a flirt—she’s in control.
When she bends over, tempting him beyond restraint, Warren is eager to claim his reward. But Gabi has her own game to play. This time, the tables are turning… and she’s the one calling the shots.
How far will the game go?