No Strings Attached
No names. No professions. No small talk. Perfect anonymity.
My name is Jude Harris and I’m an adrenaline junkie. If it makes my heart pound and my blood rush, I’m all in. That’s how I ended up at the sex club. It was supposed to be one night of fun.
No small talk.
One hundred percent no strings attached.
I thought I could handle the rules, but that was before I saw her. I should’ve walked away and forgot the whole thing. Coulda, shoulda, woulda… didn’t. She told me not to get attached, but I did it anyway.
If I thought our first sexual encounter changed my life, the second one rearranged my future.