Front Row

His kink is watching. Hers, she’s only now realizing, is being wanted by someone who isn’t performing for him.

When the man they invite stops glancing at her husband for permission and starts looking only at her, the front-row seat becomes the loneliest chair in the room.

The pull is undeniable, the line is one neither of them is supposed to cross — and the moment they do, there is no going back.

A standalone, full-length spicy romance with scorching heat, an irresistible alpha, and a satisfying happily-ever-after. 18+ for explicit content.