“It’s Vegas. And I’m not telling.”
Rob grew up with her, and back then he just teased her and called her names. But when she invites him on a spring break trip to Vegas, he sees a different Julia. One that’s all filled out in an itty-bitty string bikini. He’s smitten—in the taboo way. Forget the black jack and the showgirls, everything he needs—including Julia—is in a shower stall in the pool bathroom. Vegas is sin city, after all.
This 5,000 word dual POV taboo erotica story contains themes of forbidden love too hot for this blurb. Click “Look Inside” to check the temperature.