Seduction

I said no three times. By the fourth, I was already floating naked while several hands decided for me what was going to happen that night under the lights.

It had been six years since anyone had touched me. That night, in the back seat of a taxi, I discovered how much power I held over a man’s desire... and over my own.

She had been posing beside the convertible for half an hour when the photographer asked her to take off her dress. And she, under the desert sun, didn’t say no.

When the four women got into the water without their bikini tops, I knew nobody was going home that afternoon the same as before.

When the moans from the closed room reached the garden, Andrés knew he had to see with his own eyes what was happening behind that door.

Damián slid into the wrong bed that night and knew neither couple would ever look at each other the same way again.

When she opened her eyes and Damián’s bed was empty, she knew the night wasn’t over yet for anyone in that house.

I let my guard down for a second and Renata had already locked the door. She knew my secret, and she intended to use it to get exactly what she wanted from me.

I came out of the bathroom wrapped in nothing but a towel and crossed the living room slowly, knowing both men’s eyes would follow me to the bedroom.

When I asked what truly turned her on, she straddled me and began to tell me about a night she’d never confessed to anyone.

She came down the stairs in a black dress that barely covered her, and the two guests realized that dinner was about to be unlike any other.

Four women, nine men, and a cabin with a pool. I got in the van knowing something was going to happen, but not that I’d give myself to all of them without thinking twice.

My wife went down to the airplane bathroom behind the flight attendant and came back tousled, with a confession that left me hard and wanting more.

I went down to the kitchen practically naked, with three strangers kneeling in my living room and my partner on the other side of the wall. What I didn’t know was that he was recording everything.

When the whole town was asleep for siesta, Camila stood in the middle of the empty street, bit her lip, and asked which of the five wanted her first.

I thought it would just be another photo shoot. I had no idea the three of them would end up touching me at once—or that I’d let myself go without thinking of my husband.

I knocked on the wooden door expecting my father, but the foreman opened it instead—with a different smile. Then he told me my dad wasn’t there.

You didn’t plan to work that day, but the message sounded like an order. What you didn’t know was that your coworkers had been waiting weeks to see you walk in like that.

—Just watching, —she whispered at the club’s door. But strangers’ hands were already searching for her skin, and I couldn’t look away or stop it.

When the van pulled up behind me in the dead of night, I knew that night wasn’t going to end like any other. And to my surprise, I didn’t want it to.