Front Row Tent Show

Six friends. Three tents. One wild, unforgettable night. Riley didn't expect much from this weekend camping trip-just some whiskey, s'mores, and maybe a few hungover hikes. But from the moment she locked eyes with Jax across the campfire, she knew things were going to burn hotter than expected. He's all rough edges and slow smiles, flannel and firelight, and the way he watches her like she's already his? It sends shivers down her spine in the best possible way. When a tent mix-up forces Riley and Jax to share close quarters, the tension that's been simmering all weekend finally reaches a boil.
One narrow sleeping bag. Two restless bodies. Zero room to pretend they don't want each other. But just as things start to heat up, Riley realizes the tent flap isn't fully closed. And someone's watching. Instead of panic, it sends a surge of dark, delicious excitement through her veins. Because Riley has a secret: she's always been turned on by the idea of being seen, caught, exposed. And Jax? He's more than willing to play along.
Teasing. Testing. Taming her with a voice like gravel and hands that know exactly where to go. As their bodies tangle beneath the thin nylon walls of the tent, it becomes clear this isn't just sex-it's something raw, feral, and utterly addictive. The fire outside may be dying, but inside, Riley and Jax are burning up in every sense of the word. But their passion doesn't go unnoticed. A shadow lingers outside the tent.
Watching. Waiting. And when Riley discovers who it is-and how much he's enjoying the view-it only fuels her hunger. Because maybe her fantasies don't have to stay secret. Maybe she doesn't have to choose between desire and decency. Maybe. she wants more. Warning: This book contains graphic sexual content, voyeurism, consensual exhibitionism, and language intended for mature audiences only. All characters are depicted as 18+ or older