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Lila thrives on the thrill of Halloween—its wild energy, the seductive allure of costumes, and the promise of a night filled with temptation. This year, she’s feeling bold and daring, wandering a packed party with a mischievous question on her lips: “Trick or dick?”
But when a masked stranger locks eyes with her, the game turns dangerously seductive. His dark, smoldering gaze and commanding presence ignite a burning desire in her, and what starts as playful banter soon leads to a passionate encounter that leaves her breathless. With hands roaming and lips pressed against skin, Lila, and her mysterious partner dive into a night of raw, uncontrollable lust—fueling their hunger for more.
The real shock comes when the mask comes off, and Lila realizes the man who rocked her world all night is none other than Noah, her enigmatic neighbor. Their undeniable chemistry explodes into a night of relentless, heart-pounding pleasure that neither of them can resist. Now, the boundaries between fantasy and reality blur as Lila’s Halloween thrill ride takes a wickedly sensual turn.
In a whirlwind of heat and desire, can Lila and Noah keep the fire alive, or will this wild night burn them both?
Chapter One
A Wicked Invitation
The Halloween party buzzed with electricity, every corner filled with bodies cloaked in costume, laughter, and the steady thump of pulsing bass. Lila Peters stepped through the door, her entrance as commanding as the costume she wore—an alluring witch’s outfit that clung to every curve. It was complete with thigh-high boots and a slit that dared to expose more than it hid. Her dark lips parted into a wicked grin as she surveyed the room. Halloween was her night—the time of year where fantasy blurred with reality, and anything felt possible.
Beside her, her best friend Cassie Alexander adjusted her cat ears clearly ready to pounce on the first guy who gave her attention.
“This place is packed,” Cassie shouted over the music, “You sure you’re gonna find what you’re looking for?
Lila smirked, eyes sparkling with mischief, “Oh, I’m sure. Tonight’s all tricks…or something else.”
“Before I forget, here’s your room key,” Cassie said as she slid a key out of her purse and handed it to her friend.
The Halloween party was a weekend-long event that was being hosted in a mansion. Attendees were given the option to rent a room upstairs and stay over if they chose to, and the two friends jumped at the opportunity. The two had been planning this weekend for weeks, and Lila had made it crystal clear that she wasn’t looking for the typical party experience. She wanted to cut loose and enjoy herself. Halloween for Lila was about the excitement, temptation, and a little bit of wild adventure.
“Go get ‘em tiger,” Cassie teased before disappearing into the crowd, already lured by the neon lights and sweaty bodies on the dance floor.
Lila moved with purpose; her heels clicked against the floor as she prowled through the mass of people. She could feel eyes on her, the heat of appreciation as men turned their heads to take in her figure. It gave her a thrill, a rush of power that made her feel unstoppable. But tonight, she wasn’t looking for just anyone. She wanted someone who could match her freak, someone who wasn’t intimidated by her boldness.
Her first target came into view quickly—a guy standing near the bar, his zombie makeup surprisingly well done for a party like this. Lila sidled up next to him, the dim lighting casting shadows across her exposed skin as she leaned in close enough for him to catch the faint scent of her La Vie Est Belle perfume.
“Hey,” she purred, her voice teasing and sultry. When he turned, his eyes widened, clearly taken aback by her sudden presence.
“Uh, hey…” he managed to say. His flickered between her face and the long slit in her dress.
Lila tilted her head slightly, a playful glint in her eyes.
“Trick…or dick?” She asked, letting the words roll off her tongue, low and tempting. The question hung in the air between them, electric, daring him to play along.
The poor guy nearly choked on whatever drink was in his red solo cup. His face flushed a deep shade of red, and he glanced around nervously as if he was expecting a hidden camera to pop out.
“Uh…trick?” he stammered, clearly caught off guard.
“Mm, shame,” Lila replied, giving him a slow tantalizing wink before pushing off the bar and disappearing into the sea of costumes and chaos.
She needed more. She wanted someone who would rise to the challenge—someone who wouldn’t shy away from her playful, dangerous edge. As she wove through the crowd, her heart thudded in her chest, the thrill of the chase intensifying with each step. Halloween had always been her favorite holiday—not for the candy or the costumes, but for the promise of something unexpected, something thrilling. And tonight, she was determined to find it.
Then she saw him.
He was leaning against the far wall, half-shadowed by the dim, flickering light of the jack-o-lanterns strewn around the room. His broad shoulders stretched beneath a tailored black jacket, his hands casually in his pockets. A sleek, black mask obscured the upper half of his face, but it was the intensity of his gaze that caused her to stop in her tracks. His eyes—dark and piercing—were locked on her, a challenge in his stare that sent a jolt of heat straight through her. Lila’s pulse quickened. There was something dangerous about him, something that made her want to push her limits. He didn’t smile, didn’t look away. It was as if he’d been waiting for her to approach him all night.
She crossed the room toward him, feeling the burn of his gaze tracing the curves of her body. The distance between them seemed to shrink and stretch all at once, the air around them crackling with unspoken tension. When she finally stopped in front of him, his lips curled into the slightest smirk—a dark, knowing look that made her breath hitch.
“Trick or dick?” she asked, her voice huskier than before, charged with the promise of something more than just a game.
He didn’t flinch. Didn’t falter. Instead, his smirk deepened, and he leaned in just enough for his breath to ghost across her neck, sending a shiver down her spine.
“Why not both?” he replied, his voice low and rough like gravel, laced with something dangerous that made her stomach twist in anticipation.
Lila’s heart raced, every nerve in her body on high alert as his words washed over her. The playful tension she’d felt with the other man evaporated, replaced with something far more intense. This wasn’t a game anymore.
He moved closer, his body almost brushing her. The heat of him pulling her in like gravity.
“You think you can handle it?” He murmured; his lips so close to her ear that could feel the heat of his breath against her skin.
Her throat went dry, but she wasn’t backing down.
“Can you?” She shot back, lifting her chin slightly causing their faces to become inches apart. She could smell the faint mix of whiskey and something darker, muskier, on him, and it made her head spin.
His hand grazed her hip, a touch so light it could’ve been accidental, but the way his fingers lingered told her it was anything but.
“Let’s find out,” he whispered, his voice sending a shiver through her.
Without waiting for her reply, he grabbed her hand, his grip firm but not rough, and pulled her through the crowd. They moved quickly, weaving through the sea of costumed partygoers, heading toward the back of the venue where the lights were dimmer, the music more muted. Her heart pounded in her chest, adrenaline coursing through her veins as he led her further away from the main party to a darkened corner hidden from view.
As soon as they were alone, he backed her up against the wall, his body pressing into hers in a way that made her breath hitch. His hands gripped her hips tightly, and his lips hovered inched from hers, teasing waiting for her to make the first move.
“Are you ready for this?” he asked, his voice a deep, rough whisper.
Lila’s pulse raced, every inch of her skin burning with anticipation.
“I’ve been ready,” She breathed, her lips brushing against his, just enough to feel the heat of him, but not enough to satisfy the hunger building inside her.