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Sexy Behind The Mask

Sexy Behind The Mask

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Chapter 1 Hailstorm

Word Count: 1166    |    Released on: 08/12/2025

y, Octo

of the changeable New York weather. Hail had pummeled the tarmac, which in turn had dismissed all hope of air travel, and sent him hom

im an opportunity

se kids, and when he had slipped the engagement ring on Morgan's finger si

out, announcing his arrival, but paused when he heard laughter coming from the master bedroom. Two women. Morgan and... someone else. Disappointed that they wouldn't hav

iguring he'd grab a drink before interrupting their girl talk. Heading into the lounge to grab a whiskey before seeing what Morgan w

. Giggles. Hushed words. A sound that might have been

Morgan's said, "Ba

sound Grayson recognized

A cold feeling spread through his chest. He knew befo

hide from the knowledge. He needed to face it

ready for the sigh

s his pillow. On top of her was a brunette woman, equally naked, the fingers of one han

in the doorway, unable to process what he was seeing. He'd known-

s if sensing him, her e

r the other woman, grabbing for the sh

no effort to cover herself,

ister Emma's friend. The one he'd m

ce sounded distant, like it be

eet up to her chin.

hort, sharp sound

room, which explained why they hadn't heard him come in. He hadn't tried to be quiet, because h

ice was steady. Ca

then back at him. "It

Each word cli

hing seri

rgan." His hands balled

mpled sheets. "Soon after

as well. They must have started up within days of meeting each other. Then two month

their weight. "Let's get this straight you've b

ilk robe hanging off the bedpost. "It's

hing to me." Clearly unconcerned about being caught out. He had never liked Tina. But he co

ths. Their entire engagement. A lie. Not just

our bed." Not just t

t at the waist. "You're making too bi

ing up. He would burn the bed be

r her clothes scattered across the floor.

eem to care that she was standing in front

ow. They'd planned this. Waited for him to leave. How many oth

directed the

an eyebrow.

uck out of

ing gesture. "Really, Grayson, I just don't understand

ow. "You've been cheating on me for eight

ed a hand on his chest. "Not rea

was cheating; it didn't matter the sex of the other person. Was she truly that stupid, or did she h

ock before, her next words

me. You might like it. Isn't it every

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Sexy Behind The Mask
Sexy Behind The Mask
“She hides behind ugly suits and fake names. He's done trusting women. When they meet in a masked sex club, neither realizes they've been fighting each other across boardroom tables for eighteen months. At Taylor Industries, she's Joy Smith-the frumpy CFO who drowns her curves in shapeless polyester and wearing a wig. At home, she's the forgotten wife of a cheating lawyer who hasn't touched her in so long she's starting to wonder if she's broken. When she finds hot pink lace panties stuffed in her couch cushions...definitely not hers, it's not heartbreak she feels. It's freedom. Grayson Taylor doesn't do relationships anymore. Not after walking in on his actress fiancée with another woman. Now he channels everything into hostile takeovers and board meetings, especially the ones where his overcautious CFO fights him on every goddamn acquisition. Joy Smith is brilliant, infuriating, and funny when he pushes all her buttons. But Honey is tired of being invisible. Tired of never having felt real pleasure. So, when her best friend gives her the details of The Velvet Room-Manhattan's most exclusive masked club-she promises herself just one night. One night to find out if her husband's right, if she really is frigid, or if she's just never been touched by the right hands. She doesn't expect the masked stranger who claims her the second she walks in. Doesn't expect the chemistry that ignites between them, the way he makes her body sing, or the orgasms that leave her shaking. Doesn't expect him to hand her an email address with one command: "Only me. No one else touches you."”