Jason has swept me off my feet in Paris. And now his sons come calling.
I’m surrounded everywhere I go by the Maxwells. I’ve given myself to Charles. I’ve been defiled by Thomas. And now I’ve done unspeakable things with Jason. They’ve all had me together. And they tell me that I need to choose. Don’t they realize that I’m really bad at deciding?
All I can think about is each of them. They haunt my dreams. They supercharge my desires. I want to feel their hands on my thighs. Their tongues in my mouth. Their breath on my neck. I want to get on my knees before them. To be the bad girl I know I am. To please them. As they please me.
They’ve had me separately. But will they have me together?