Chapter One Hundred-Eleven Grace woke with a start, trembling from the horrific nightmare that interrupted her dreams. She’d been at the beach, holding her baby, when a tidal wave snatched the newborn from her arms. Panic-stricken, she went into the water to try to save her child, but a rip current developed and pulled her under. It took her a moment to realize it wasn’t real and that the little girl she and Mac looked fo...

Olivia opened her laptop to check her upcoming schedule at Hot Wife Hotel. She had a busy week filled with appointments. But on Saturday, she and Steve would be leaving for a much-needed vacation, and she could hardly wait. Liv let her husband plan the entire trip and was looking forward to being surprised. When Steve asked what she wanted the vacation to include, she answered, “A massage.” So, even though the rest of the...

The pickup truck cruised alongside me as I walked home from the bus stop. Glancing over at the vehicle, I saw the driver push back the visor of his ballcap. His leer was unmistakable. "Hey, sweetheart, need a ride?" the man called. I looked straight ahead once more and picked up my pace. "Come on, don't be like that!" the truck's passenger hollered. "There's plenty of room in here for the three of us." I swallowed hard, f...

Alisha stood silently and let her fingertips skim the assortment of leather implements on the wall before her. They ranged from the relatively tame to the severely intimidating. How had she not known about her husband’s penchant for whips and chains? More importantly, why had he felt the need to hide this side of himself? After ten years of marriage, you’d think she would have had some notion. She’d stumbled upon this den...

Chapter One Hundred-Seven As the weeks passed, Grace made several strategic moves to prepare for the birth of the daughter she and Mac so eagerly awaited. Having decided to take some extended time away from most of her duties as COO, she wanted to have certain things arranged ahead of time to ensure things continued to run smoothly. It was no surprise to Mac that Grace had planned for just about any scenario. His wife had...

Chapter One Hundred-Three Dani slept fitfully that night; the image of Grace and Mac seared in her brain. She woke with her hand between her thighs, knowing it was wrong to think of her friend and boss like this, but the scene was just too erotic for words. Closing her eyes, she envisioned Mac’s hands grabbing Grace’s hips as he thrust into her dripping, eager cunt as she begged him to fuck her harder and deeper. It made...

Chapter Ninety-Nine Mac woke up around 7:30 am to an intense buzzing sound. It took him a moment to realize that it was his phone. Scrubbing the sleep from his face, he answered, “Hello?” “Hello, Mr. Stewart? This is Marjorie Wallace from Hotel Bel-Air. I’m terribly sorry to bother you at this early hour. I’m calling to say that I’m incredibly sorry about yesterday's mix-up with your reservation. I wish I had been here my...

Chapter Ninety-Five McKinley Stewart was exhausted. His flight to Los Angeles had been delayed twice, and there had been a miscommunication at the Bel-Air Hotel, leaving him without a room for the first night of his stay. He thought about asking his admin, Avery, to make alternate arrangements for him. Instead, he decided he could figure out a plan after looking at the office to evaluate what damage had occurred during th...