Losing your virginity is a big deal, but voluntarily offering it up on a silver platter at an exclusive sex club . . . that’s just messed up. It was dark, and in my defense, he was tall, muscled, and smelled like the most tempting sin.

I couldn’t resist, and the second he touched me, I knew I was never going to be the same. It was a night filled with the kind of intensity a woman could only ever dream of. Nothing could have tainted such perfectness. At least . . . that’s what I thought.

Because the delicious man I let rail me into oblivion isn’t the perfect stranger I thought he was. No, he’s anything but. The man who growled desperate filthy words in my ear and made my skin shiver with desire is a man I’ve known and craved all my life.

My brother’s best friend.

Tropes:

Brother's best friend

Forbidden love

(small) age gap

Content Warning:

BDSM