Throb

<p>The rules:<br /><br><br /><br>No dating.<br /><br>No sex outside of the game.<br /><br>No disclosing the terms of the contract.<br /><br><br /><br>Rules were made to be broken right?<br /><br><br /><br>Eight weeks ago I signed a contract. One that seemed like a good idea at the time. A handsome bachelor luxury accommodations and a chance to win a prize my family desperately needed. There were some rules though. Lots of them actually. Follow the script no dating sex or disclosing the terms of the deal. After my self-imposed moratorium on men the last year it wouldn’t be hard to live up to my end of the bargain…so I thought. Until I realized the deal I’d made was with the devil…and I was in love with his dirty-talking brother. <br /><br> </p>