«Dark Desires 1 – 3» by Daisy Rose

From too many men and too public places, the innocent young women in these three steamy stories are coaxed to strip their inhibitions — and clothes — and bare it all. Here, you will find:


Dark
Desires 1: Lovers & Ropes


Anastasia Allyson has been on her own with nobody to care for her and nobody to love her for as long as she remembers. If she doesn't let anybody get close, she can't get hurt.


Then, Trevor Savage shows up and ruins everything. He's
broken her heart before. She wasn't going to let him hurt her again.


She might not have a choice.


Dark
Desires 2: Foursome


Bethanie has helps men realize their fantasies of being heroes in their own stories… for a price.
She plays the damsel in distress, trapped in a dungeon, eagerly awaiting their
rescue.


When three handsome, black
men appear with a scenario none of the girls wanted to play out, she is chosen.
She plays the damsel, but the men weren't there to rescue her…


Dark
Desires 3: Dancing Domination


Exhausted by the stress in her life, Crystal signs up for the dance studio that's the talk of town. Dance
Naked is a unique dance studio where inhibitions — and clothes — are left at the door.


When she meets her sexy, dominating dance partner, she realizes she's in for more excitement than she had hoped for. Will she allow
him to lead her to the heights of sensual bliss, or will she fall out of step?


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Excerpt ~~~~~


When her eyes met his, she almost gasped. He was looking at her with an expression that scared her. There
was a spark in his eyes that was tell-tale to what he was thinking. She drew
away from him, but he held her too close.


She dropped her eyes,
suddenly shy.


“What're you thinking
about?” he asked.


“Nothing,” she lied
easily.


“Would you like to know
what I'm thinking about?” he asked.


“Yes,” she whispered, her feet moving automatically now, matching his every step. His
strong frame held her up, guided her the right way. All she had to do was let
him lead.


“I'm thinking about
undressing you the moment the light goes out,” he said.


More than a few eyes turned their way. Her eyes grew
wide, fearful and aroused all at once. “What-" She cleared her throat
slightly. “What makes you think I'll let you?”


“Because I'm not asking,” he said.


She stared at him. He certainly wasn't the sort of man to ask for what he wanted. He turned her one
way, then the other, never stopping to ask or make sure if she was still
following. It was hard to believe that she had just gotten to know him that
morning.


“It seems everyone has gotten their steps perfect,” the instructor's voice announced. “And
now, the lights are going off.”


Her gasp followed the sudden
darkness. She felt the subtle push from his strong arms as he continued to lead
her in the dance, but she quickly lost her step, stumbling into his open arms.


“Oh!” she heard a voice from her left exclaim. Instinctively, she turned towards the source of the voice, but there was nothing to see.


They were in complete
darkness.


“I see you're starting
to get comfortable with the idea,” he whispered breathily into her ear.
She pulled herself together with a gasp. His hands grasped on either sides of her shoulders, holding her close to him.


“I don't-" she began, but her breath caught.


The music played peacefully
in the background. She could hear the sound of clothes being abandoned, falling
swiftly to the floor.


Close as he was, she realized
she wanted him closer. She sensed a danger and an intensity in him that she had
never encountered before. She allowed his hand to move behind her. The sound of her zip parting sounded too loud to her ears. She worried that everybody could
hear and know what was happening, that he was undressing her.


And she was letting him.