The Black Room: Door Four by Jasinda Wilder

Once you enter, anything goes. No fantasy--however dark and dirty and depraved it may be--is forbidden. You have no past, no inhibitions, no morals...and no memory.nnAll you have to cling to is the memory of a scorching touch, a searing kiss, the wet slide of skin on skin, and the heat of breath across your flesh.nnStep forward...nnTurn the knob...nnStep through into THE BLACK ROOM .