Monday, May 4, 2015

RIDE: Episode One - Awakening

NEW RELEASE!!! And New series by New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of paranormal, contemporary and erotic romance AC James (Check out Rafflecopter contest at end of post!!)

Ride: Part One - Awakening
Subtitle: (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) (Puca Mates Short Book One)
Series: Puca Mates

Description Part One:


*** This a NOT a full-length book. This novella is part one of a serial romance. ***

Felicity Forrest has the perfect job as an investigative blogger for Everyday Supernatural. This curvy girl gets sent to the Aran Islands to find out whether a púca shape shifter is responsible for the strange accidents haunting a construction site.

Niall O’Leary is tall, broody, and totally alpha. His mission is to discover why the veil between the human world and the Realm has lifted. And as the Chieftain’s son he must find a mate or his twin will be promised to a stallion he despises. He has a duty to his family, his clan, and a need for offspring. Otherwise the púca could become nothing more than folklore.

Passion and frustration ignite when a curvy human female tempts his inner stallion like no other. There’s only one problem... She just got out of a relationship that left her broken hearted. Is she ready for a second chance at love?

Reader Note: This book is for those who are 18+. It contains explicit language, sexual situations, and one helluva cliffhanger. However, if you like curvy shifter romance, a stallion who can’t resist his curvy woman, and a dash of humor, then this is the story for you. Please read these installments in order. Enjoy!

Puca Mates Series/Serial Reading Order:

Ride: Awakening – Part One
Ride: The Bet – Part Two
Ride: Out Cold – Part Three
Ride: The Veil – Part Four

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Chapter 1

A smile curved Felicity Forrest’s mouth when her cell phone rang and she saw the name that flashed across the screen. “Hello.”
“Are you ready for tomorrow night?” Cyn asked.
Felicity was taking the Tube back to her flat in London to get ready for a weekend with Cyn. Her friend planned to celebrate her birthday by getting utterly pissed and then getting laid. She’d encouraged Felicity to find someone too, regardless of her nasty break-up six months ago. Felicity wasn’t really over it, and didn’t plan on opening herself up to getting hurt again, but after all it was her best friend’s twenty-fifth birthday. The two of them had been friends ever since attending university together, so for her sake, she’d try to sound energetic and positive. Cyn kept going on and on about being a quarter of a century old, to which Felicity just rolled her eyes.
She wanted to grab a pint or two and go dancing, but Felicity had never been comfortable on a dance floor. On the outside, she projected a false confidence about her curves—she’d come to terms with the fact that she’d never be a tiny little tart—but dancing made her more aware of her size. And gyrating would only draw attention to her lack of rhythm.
“Right, it’ll be smashing.” Just because Felicity didn’t enjoy her way of celebrating didn’t mean she’d ruin it for her friend. She wasn’t an out-and-out liar, but little white lies were always good for sparing the hurt feelings of a friend, weren’t they?
“Rubbish! Don’t lie to me.”
Felicity sighed. Unfortunately, Cyn almost always knew when she wasn’t telling the truth. It defeated the purpose of filtering those little nuggets that Felicity knew would sting. She wondered why she hadn’t learned by now that it was easier to be honest, even when it hurt like hell.
“It’s just… You know that I don’t dance.”
“How long have I known you?”
She could see where her friend was going with this. They’d had countless conversations about Felicity letting her hang-ups get in the way, but right now an emotionally draining break-up was making her edgier than usual.
“For a long time, and you know I bloody love you too, but I don’t relish the idea of bouncing my bum around and making a fool of myself.”
“Felicity, you’re stunning. I really wish you could see that. You sparkle on the inside and there’s nothing more beautiful than that.”
Felicity smiled even though Cyn couldn’t see her through the phone. She’d always hated that ‘beauty comes from within’ bollocks, but it didn’t sound so cliché when Cyn said it. And Cyn was the only one who knew how vulnerable Felicity could be about her body. It was easier to be a bitch to anyone else who made her feel like crap.
“I promise we’ll have fun,” Cyn said. “Besides how long has it been?”
“How long has what been?”
“How long has it been since you’ve been shagged proper?”
“As a matter of fact it was just the other night,” she fibbed. No need telling her she’d helped herself in the shower. Cyn would argue that it didn’t count at all.
“Right,” Cyn said, sounding totally unconvinced.
Felicity could picture Cyn rolling her eyes. “All right! Not since I broke up with William. Satisfied?”
“No, and neither are you. We should remedy that this weekend.”
Felicity wasn’t ready. Not bloody likely she’d be prepared to let someone into her bed, or anything else for that matter. She and William had been together nearly four years, and they’d lived together for three of them. She’d been the one to break it off with him, but that didn’t make it any easier. When you’re with someone you’ve grown comfortable with, sometimes you overlook the bickering and fighting, because at least you have someone to take to weddings or introduce at parties. Someone who’d put up with your crazy family on Christmas. Although, he had made a total arse out of himself at the last family gathering.
And William never understood her job as a paranormal investigator and blogger for Everyday Supernatural. He’d called it a tabloid rag that wasn’t worth her time or talent. Most of the pieces she’d blogged were about cases that turned out to be anything but supernatural, but the few times she’d come across something that couldn’t be explained by a very real and human element were moments she’d never forget.
Felicity loved to discover the truth. Her job was certainly never boring, and the blog gave her an opportunity to travel. But her constantly being on the go wasn’t why they’d split up.
They’d been together long enough for him to see the vulnerable side that Cyn knew all too well. Except William used it to fight unfairly. Especially when he drank too much, which was more often then she cared for. Felicity could hardly stand to look at herself toward the end of their relationship, and to maintain any sort of self-respect she decided she wouldn’t stick around and let him make himself feel better by tearing her down. She swallowed the lump in her throat as she remembered their last fight—the one that had ended it once and for all.
“Sorry, I was distracted.”
“No you weren’t. You were thinking about that good-for-nothing shite that broke your heart. I swear I could kick him right in the teeth.”
Felicity laughed. Cyn always spoke her mind even if it wasn’t entirely appropriate, but at the moment she was glad her friend lacked a filter. “Then you’d be sitting in jail for your birthday, and what would be the fun in that?”
Cyn let out an overly dramatic sigh. “Right you are.”
“Is your sister coming out with us tomorrow night?”
“I asked her, but she and Jack are having dinner with his parents this weekend. It’s the first time she’s meeting them, so I forgive her lapse in sisterly duties.”
Felicity raised an eyebrow. “Sisterly duties?”
“Yes, getting me pissed for my birthday, of course.”
Felicity laughed, just as her phone buzzed with an incoming call. It was her boss. Cool air wafted past as the tram stopped and the door slid open at the stop before hers. A stream of people fled the crammed compartment while another multitude pushed past to take the place of the ones who’d departed.
“I’m going to have to let you go. I have a call coming in,” Felicity said.
“Speak to you later,” Cyn said before the phone clicked and Nathan’s voice sounded in her ear.
“I have an assignment for you,” Nathan said around what sounded like a mouthful of food.
“Can it wait until next week? I’m taking Cyn out for her birthday. Remember?”
“I’m afraid not, and I’ve already made accommodations for you.”
“What’s the assignment?”
Felicity couldn’t help the excitement she felt bubbling in the pit of her belly. The adrenaline spike was a familiar sensation that always rippled through her whenever there was a new mystery to solve.
“There’s rumours of a púca haunting on Inis Mór. There’s a local priest who seems to be at the root of the story, and some real estate developer is building one of those golf resorts that are so popular on the mainland. I reckon he’s trying to take advantage of the island’s spectacular ocean view and the tourists that visit, but recently there have been accidents on the construction site,” Nathan said. “And it appears that a púca is to blame.”
She could hear the amusement in his voice. Likely it was some local behind the whole thing. There was usually a reasonable explanation, but their blog readers loved watching the story as it unfolded. Felicity would have to research this one. They’d received tons of reported ghost sightings, a fair share of vampires, and even claims about the true location of the Loch Ness monster, but she’d never heard of a púca.
“What’s a púca?”
“They’re shapeshifters that can take the form of horses, rabbits, or goats, but they always have black fur and glowing eyes. They can bring good luck, or they can be quite mischievous. I think this one is of the mischief-making variety, given the accidents that have been reported.”
“It’s harmless, really—just some missing tools and minor injuries—but it leads me to believe that someone really doesn’t want this resort to be built.”
Felicity sighed. That had been exactly what she was thinking as he relayed the story. Some of the initial excitement at the prospect of her new assignment deflated.

Not so supernatural after all.

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Wednesday, April 29, 2015

LURING LISA, Lynn LaFleur's Latest SEXY New Release!!

LURING LISA, book 4 in Lynn LaFleur's Anything Goes series is NOW AVAILABLE!!!

Lynn's books are always an auto buy for me. And this is her 49th book!!

Series: Anything Goes, Book 4
Publisher: Lynn LaFleur
Release Date: April 28, 2015
ISBN: 978-1-51309-762-6
Genre: Contemporary MF, FF, and FFM
Length: Novella
Cover Design by Lynn LaFleur

EXCERPTKade smiled his thanks at the clerk and picked up the tray. As he headed back to the table, his gaze met Lisa’s. Something hit him in the center of his chest, a feeling he’d never experienced. No stranger to physical love, he’d known desire many times. He’d touched several women in his life. He’d held them in his arms, whispered soft words to them, become one with them with his body, but never with his heart. Love had never found him.

He wondered if the strange feeling in his chest meant he could fall for Lisa.

Mentally shaking his head at the ridiculous thought, Kade continued to the table. A person didn’t fall in love at first sight, no matter what the romantics said. It took time to build a relationship…time he rarely had since he traveled so much.

“I bought a couple of the chocolate-filled croissants, too, since they looked so good.”

He liked how she smiled in delight. “You must know the way to woo a woman is through chocolate.”

“Or maybe lure her into submission.”

He bobbed his eyebrows in a playful leer, which made her laugh. “I doubt if you have any trouble getting women to do your every bidding.”

He sputtered out a laugh. “’Tis a nice thing for you to say, but I’m far from having women do my every biddin’.” He rubbed his chin while he thought back to his last date. It shocked him to realize he couldn’t remember when that happened.

The family business, while keeping his bank account healthy, did little to help him in the relationship department.

He sipped his coffee while watching Lisa unwrap her breakfast sandwich and take a bite. No long, dagger-like fingernails for her. Medium in length and painted a deep maroon, they almost matched the color of the sweater she wore with her black pants. Several silver chains in various lengths draped down the front of the sweater. Large, silver hoops decorated her earlobes.

With her oval face, high cheekbones, straight nose, and full lips, she had to be, without a doubt, one of the loveliest women he’d ever seen.

Also in the series:

Delicious Burn
Book 3 of the Anything Goes Series

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Tuesday, April 14, 2015

NEW RELEASE: STEEL REFLECTION w/ bonus Full- Length Novel!!!

A new BDSM series Masters of Steel 
begins with the short story STEEL REFLECTIONS. 

Only $.99

Just a quick message to let you know my new eBook STEEL REFLECTIONS is now available at most of the retailers for $.99. This is a short BDSM erotic romance, and the introduction of a new BDSM series titled Masters of Steel. Inside there is also a BONUS: the first two chapters of Red Tape, a BDSM ROMANTIC SUSPENSE series. 

FREE BONUS***AND there is a coupon and link inside Steel Reflections for receiving that full length book for free as a gift. (you must sign up for my mailing list to receive the free gift, of course, you can unsubscribe at anytime.) 

So a short story and a full novel for $.99

Red Tape Protector, book 2 will be coming out soon. will be coming out soon. It's in its editing phase.

I think you'll enjoy this short story. It gives, what I believe, is a true, heartfelt and sexy journey about lovers exploring the BDSM lifestyle and the struggles they encounter.

Here are the links: 

Coffeetime Books:

Blurb:Aroused by needs she can no longer deny, Lindsey explores her taboo desires in a BDSM club. Under the Master of Steel’s capable hands, her body experiences the pleasures and pains she craves, but the sexy Dom pushes her beyond her limits, giving her an ultimatum, and she discovers something completely unexpected.

“I love it! Love the twist, very sexy. Perfection!” ~Alison Tyler, Bestselling erotic author and editor

She’d bought the shoes especially for tonight and probably would never wear them again. Lindsey wobbled into the forbidden room on ankle-breaking heels, careful not to trip and shatter the last fragment of confidence she had. Distorted images of herself reflected back from the stainless-steel walls. The shifting shadows were a bit much to take in at one time. Even the ceiling and floor were encased, giving the room a cold, isolated, futuristic appearance like the interior of a spaceship. Silver leather straps, manacles and chains hung from dozens of eyehooks—thick, heavy metal promising secure restraint.

The contraption in the center of the room—part chair, part bed—and a metal table with more shackles attached added to the “Marquis de Sade in Outer Space” atmosphere. While anticipation aroused her body and mind, she staved off her first instinct to turn and leave. Maybe this was a mistake. Needs that had tormented her could no longer be denied. It had taken her months to find the nerve and opportunity to come here. When would she ever get another chance? She was not leaving.

The visual stimulus toyed with Lindsey’s fetish, creating a few fantasies to file away for later. She imagined herself captured by a Dominant space pirate, restrained with thick chains and steel cuffs, tortured in painful, yet sexual ways. Brought here against her will, forced to bend to his will, she would be used as his slave, or a plaything.

Thursday, April 9, 2015

In The News: Special Interview with Rolling Stone Magazine

In The News: Erotic Author Cris Anson in a Special Interview with Rolling Stone Magazine

Cris Anson was interviewed at her home on March 23, 2015 by Rolling Stone Magazine They’re working on a video about authors who write BDSM erotica and erotic romance. The video will be aired later this year in August or September on their website. She has been an author of erotic fiction for many years and has attended every BDSM Writer’s Conference in NYC since it first began in 2011 by Dr. Charley Ferrer. Now she’s a presenter.

Cris Anson, BDSM Writers Con, kink, bondage, Charley Ferrer

If you meet Cris, you’ll soon recognize her joy for life and enthusiasm to learn alternative lifestyles. Not only for her own curiosity, but also to enhance her fiction. She has a warmth that is welcoming to everyone she meets. Her research and her own personal journey are expressed in her stories. She has a beautiful way with words and her characters will always capture her readers’ hearts.

Rolling Stone also interviewed Dr. Charley Ferrer, who is the host and founder of the BDSM Writer’s Conference in NYC coming up August 20-23, 2015. The feature speaker is Cecilia Tan and there will be many speakers, authors and experts in the BDSM lifestyle, as well as demonstrations and workshops. This conference is an excellent place to go if you want to learn about Dominance and submission, wish to be a writer in the BDSM genre, or if you want to discover the lifestyle for yourself. Readers, authors and guests are welcome.

I went to the very first conference in 2011 and I can highly recommend it. It has grown and there are more speakers and workshops. But I learned so much during that weekend. It has helped me immensely with writing in the BDSM genre. Did I mention it was great fun and the people were awesome?? I wish my schedule would permit me to go this year.

I’ll let you know when the Rolling Stone video goes live. In the meantime, check out Cris’ BDSM books:


Two Novellas: NO PATIENCE and AARON’S JEWEL, plus a full-length BDSM novel REDEMPTION AND GLORY


Cris talks about a number of BDSM topics on her blog, including her own personal experiences: Visit her website and blog:

Sunday, April 5, 2015

Long Awaited Stone Hard SEALs Duet—Get it now at a discounted price! #Giveaway

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Last summer, Hot Alpha SEALs took the book world by storm, getting rave reviews for this collection of scorching military romances, and earning spots on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists.
Ryder’s story was such a hit, readers asked to read Drake’s story as well. Here, now, for the first time, are BOTH adventures!
The duet (a full length novel) will retail for $2.99, but I wanted to offer it at a discounted price during preorder for those of you who have read Ryder’s story and have been waiting so patiently for Drake. This is a great deal as well for your friends who missed the Hot Alpha SEALs Collection and are new to this exciting read.
Release Date: April 9, 2015 PREORDER NOW
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rsz_1rsz_stone-hard-seals-web areSTONE HARD SEALS A Duet of Steamy SEAL romance by NYT and USA Today Bestselling author Sabrina York Book One: Ryder A hostage rescue mission turns Ryder “Stone” Maddox’s world on its ear when he comes face-to-face with his greatest fear: A woman he cannot resist. But he has to resist Lily Wilson. He’s vowed never to fall in love. Besides, as the daughter of a senator, she is definitely off-limits. Lily sees things differently. Irresistibly drawn to this hot, hard SEAL, she is determined to prove they belong together…and that her man does not have a heart of stone. (Originally published in the NYT and USA Today Bestselling Hot Alpha SEALs collection) Book Two: Drake Drake Ronan is all man—a rock hard SEAL who doesn’t need help from anyone. Doesn’t need anyone. But when he’s shot during a dangerous rescue mission, and has to rely on a beautiful nurse to survive, he realizes he has to rethink his resolution. Suddenly he can’t imagine his life without Brandy in it. It’s a damn shame she has a secret that could ruin everything.

READ AN EXCERPT “Are you hungry?” He asked because her belly growled loudly enough to attract pirates on the mainland. “A little.” She licked her lips. “But I’m really thirsty.” He pulled out the straw of his CamelBak and leaned forward, holding it to her lips. He should have shuttled off all his gear and just handed the damn thing to her because when she leaned in close and he got a whiff of her, he nearly passed out. You would think a woman who had been held prisoner by filthy pirates for nearly a week would smell bad. She did not. She smelled like heaven. There was a light musky odor of sweat—it was hot in the tropics—but it twined with something that was essentially female. He’d never felt such hunger. It screamed through his soul. And, on top of that, their faces were close. And she was sucking on the nozzle. And fuck. He was a warrior. A trained weapon. On a mission. This was no time for a hard on. But he was hard. Damn hard. Her lashes flickered as she glanced up at him; she moaned as she swallowed. A shiver walked down his spine. Walked right down his spine and coiled in his balls. When she sat back with a sigh, he put the nozzle to his lips as well. Not because he was particularly thirsty, but because he wanted a taste of her mouth, while it was still fresh. What he really wanted was to kiss her. But she was the senator’s daughter and he was a grunt. That wasn’t going to happen. It couldn’t. “Did…did you say something about food?” Damn lashes. Fluttering again. He had the urge to grab his Gerber and snip them off. He pulled an MRE from a pocket on his left leg, read the label, and grimaced. He hated the meatloaf. He should have paid more attention when he prepped his gear. He had more in his pack, but this would do for now. “I have this.” Her nose wrinkled as she studied the silver foil. Yeah. Wait ’til she got a taste. He ripped open the packet, broke off a piece, and handed it to her. It was messy, because of the gravy, but he didn’t want to unload everything to find an implement. They needed to eat and go. She took a bite. Her eyes widened. “Yuuum,” she said in an unconvincing tone. It was all he could do to hold back his laugh. “What…” She swallowed heavily. “What is this?” “An MRE.” “What does that stand for?” His lips quirked. “Meals Rarely Edible.” Her brow wrinkled, and then she laughed. And ah, what a laugh. A melodic trill. Some kind of sound he figured you might hear in heaven. “Do you eat these often?” “Not if I can help it.” He shoved a chunk in his mouth and fired it back. “But we have a long way to go today, and these have a lot of calories.” She froze, a niblette of mystery meat halfway to her mouth. “How-how many calories?” “About twelve hundred a meal.” She gaped at him. “Twelve hundred?” She glared at the meatloaf as though it were made of turds. Then again, it might have been. “And you gave it to me? To eat?” “Yeah. You’ll need it.” “Why didn’t you warn me?” She smacked him. It was like being batted by a kitten. “Twelve hundred calories is my whole day!” He grinned. He could burn that much with a good fart. “Perfect. It’s probably all you’ll get. Eat up.” “For twelve hundred calories, I could have eaten a cheesecake.” He looked around for the cheesecake. She shoved her tiny chunk of meatloaf at him. “Here, you eat it.” He pushed it back. “You eat it. We have a lot of ground to cover today.” “We do?” She tipped her head to the side. “Where are we going?” “There’s an island to the south.” He grabbed a stick and sketched out a quick map. “We’re here. At the north end of this island. And the secondary extraction point is here.” Her throat worked. “How will we get to the other island?” “Swim.” She paled. “I-I can’t swim.” It was probably rude to stare. But really? She couldn’t swim? Who couldn’t swim? “You never wanted to learn?” “Oh, I wanted to.” She sighed. “My mother was afraid I would drown.” “Not drowning is kind of the point of swimming.” “She wanted to keep me safe.” He didn’t miss the exasperation in her tone. “I didn’t get to do a lot of things. Which is probably why— And wouldn’t you know it? The first time?” She gazed at him as though she’d finished a sentence. As though he’d understood a bit of what she’d said. “Well, don’t worry. We’ll get you home safe. And then everything will be just the way it was before.” Her sudden frown mystified him.

PREORDER NOW! Arrives April 9th 

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Sunday, March 29, 2015

Get Lucky, A Sex Irish Romance Box Set Collection

GET LUCKY - A Collection of Sexy Irish Romance Novellas by Denise A. Agnew,Faith Andrews, Monique DuBois, Lynn LaFleur, Lisa Hughey, Titania Ladley, Megan J. Parker  and Nathan Squiers

Special Price: $.99 for all 7 books!!

Featuring Lynn LaFleur's story: "Romancing Raine"
Sequel to Mirage
Publisher: Excessia
Released Date: March 16, 2015
Genre: Contemporary MF, St. Patrick's Day
Length: Collection of Novellas

Excerpt from Romancing Raine:
Kaylen entered the living room to find Raine sitting in a corner of the couch, her legs crossed. He’d turned on the two lamps to their lowest setting. Their soft light mixed with the candlelight turned her skin golden. He almost stumbled at the sight, she looked so beautiful.

He sat next to her, splashed wine in each glass. After handing one wineglass to Raine, he tapped it with his. “To an evening of good food, good wine, and good company.”

Raine smiled at his toast before she took a sip of her wine. “Oh, that’s good.”

“Told you. Wait until you taste the filet.”

“I can hardly wait.”

To prove her words, her stomach rumbled. Kaylen laughed while Raine blushed. “Hungry?”

“Obviously. I haven’t had anything to eat since the torte in your plane.”

“I hope you like French Onion soup. I ordered that instead of salad.”

“I love it.”

“Good.” He glanced into his wineglass, amazed that he continued to feel so nervous about this evening. “It isn’t a good idea to invite a woman to dinner and not find out what she likes or dislikes.”

“I’m not a picky eater. Except for artichokes.” She shivered. “I can’t imagine why anyone would eat them.”

He tapped her glass again with his. “I agree with you there.”

Raine sipped her wine, then openly studied his face. “We seem to agree on a lot of things.”

“Like what?” he asked, stretching his arm along the back of the couch behind her.

“Music. I loved all the songs you played while we were flying today, and what’s playing now. Food.” She lifted her glass an inch. “Wine.”

“I like wine, but I’m not an expert. I asked Kaci what went best with filet. She suggested either Merlot or Bordeaux.”

“I’ll tell you a secret.” She leaned closer to him. Kaylen bent his head so she could whisper in his ear. “I’m not an expert either. I just know what tastes good.”

Kaylen laughed again, delighted at her honesty and humor. Very little about this woman didn’t delight him.

He lifted tendrils of her hair, rubbed them between his thumb and forefinger. So soft, and his touch released the scent of flowers. “You’re so beautiful, Raine.”

“That sounds like something a man would say to a woman before he kisses her.”

“It could be, if that woman wants a kiss.”

“She wants it very much,” she said softly.

Only too happy to grant her request, Kaylen pressed his lips to hers in a gentle kiss. He tasted the wine on her breath, mixed with the unique flavor of Raine.

He knew immediately that one taste wouldn’t be enough.

Tilting his head a bit, Kaylen kissed her again. He draped his arm around her shoulder, pulled her closer as he deepened the kiss. His lips moved over hers, noting their softness and the way they gave beneath his. He touched the seam of her lips with the tip of his tongue. She rewarded his action by parting her lips so he could taste her more fully.

A soft moan from her throat went directly to his balls. They tightened as his cock hardened. Without lifting his mouth from her, Kaylen reached across Raine and set his wineglass on the end table. Now he could wrap both arms around her, feel her soft, firm breasts press against his chest.

Raine pulled away from him long enough to set down her glass also, then she returned to his arms. Her hands tunneled into his hair, holding his head in place while she ravished his mouth. Kaylen didn’t mind giving up control to her. Whatever happened would give both of them incredible pleasure.

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Lisa Hughey         
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Megan J. Parker  
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