About This Book
The Queen’s Gambit meets Eyes Wide Shut.
Fresh off a breakup, I want a distraction. My sister, Ella, swears by her swim club, but I decide chess would be quieter.
What I don't realize is that the Chess Club is a freeuse club. I win against the president of the club, a guy with solid hands and even more solid muscle under that tight shirt, and he tells me that the club's tradition dictates I could claim him as my prize. I take him right there, bent him over the bench, sinking onto his hard length and claiming him openly.
Soon, I'm hooked. I play every board and claim every piece of flesh as my prize, pressed onto scattered chess pieces, bent over the chess board. No surface is safe. Then, my ex shows up. He threatens to expose our club's secret to the Dean, unless I agree to surrender to his every whim.
Warning: contains explicit content, bad chess puns, and life choices that may require aftercare in real life. 18+ only.