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SYNOPSIS

Sometimes when you can’t go back, the only way out is to descend into the darkness.

my Captor

When I woke in that place, I just wanted to survive. But survival came at a cost, for which they demanded my will and body.

         my Master

With pain came acceptance. Fully-dependent on the man who claimed me, I learned to appreciate what I had-life and relative safety.

                   my Protector

I watched him spill blood and tend my injuries. With betrayal came a revelation.

The only way out was to bring them all down or die trying.

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EXCERPT

Through the haze of sleep, I felt hands on me. Cold and rough. I thought for a fleeting moment that it might have been Kyle. Then, I remembered our break up. It had happened weeks ago, but maybe that part was the dream. My memory was fucked and I couldn’t latch onto a thought long enough to ride it out of the fog. Too many hands. They groped and pulled—rough against my skin and digging into muscle and bone. I tried to retreat, my back pressed into a hard surface beneath me, and my nostrils filled with the smell of musk and damp stale air. I had no idea where I was, or how I’d gotten there. I kicked and gasped, trying to get back to the surface where reality lurked, shimmering in the distance, but just out of reach, like the sun on the surface of the water during a dive. A hand latched onto my hair and held my head back. My eyelids were finally freed from the sticky muck that held me in semi-consciousness, and I opened them to find myself staring up into unfamiliar green eyes. I only held his gaze for a few seconds—if that—but it seemed like it lasted for hours as my brain fought to categorize the details. Its useless attempt to understand what was going on. The man clutching my hair had vivid green eyes, but they may as well have been black given the emotionless void they displayed. His hair was shaggy, brown with a mix of grey, the same colors that stood out in his unkempt stubble. As if he needed any help looking rough. He exhaled and his breath settled over my face, reeking of booze and cigarettes. The smell made me queasy, but I didn’t have time to dwell on that, as another set of hands tugged at my jeans. My gaze traveled around the room, taking in the small crowd. At least half a dozen men surrounded the table where they had me spread out like a holiday feast. All dressed differently, from ragged tank tops to well-fitting dark button-down shirts, but they all projected an air of unchecked danger. Necks marked with tattoos, hands covered in callouses and scars. Scruffy faces accented their sneers and smirks, as they stood above me staring down with eyes starved of humanity and full of lust. Apparently, they didn’t expect me to put up a fight, because aside from the hand tangled in my hair, no one seemed concerned with keeping a tight grip on me. Probably because they outnumbered me, and I assumed they would have no problem beating the crap out of me as I struggled. They’d downright enjoy it. Unfortunately, I didn’t fully consider how that scenario would play out. I bucked and managed to knee the one pulling on my waistband in the face. He grunted, but I can’t imagine I inflicted as much pain as his retaliatory blow to my ribs. I sucked in air and rolled, curling around the injury and gasping for each painful breath as the sickening throb exacerbated my confusion.  

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AUTHOR BIO

I’ve been coming up with stories for as long as I can remember, and in elementary school I began writing them all down. Ghosts and vampires, have always been my favorite beings to write about. Maybe it was growing up with a grandma who always told me about how she’d always rush home to watch Dark Shadows, and growing up reading and watching anything paranormal that I could find.

My debut, Fractured Legacy (Paranormal Urban Fantasy novella), was released on October 22, 2013, and the sequel Beyond the Divide is currently in progress and expected to release in early 2014.

I am also taking a departure from the paranormal world with a BDSM Romance, Bound and Unbroken, which will also be released in early 2014. I go where my characters lead me, and Eric and Lena decided that I needed a definite break from the paranormal.

When I’m not spending time with the voices in my head, I work in business consulting and hang out with my husband and all of our furry family members.

Random Stuff:

 I LOVE Rum, but that’s probably not a secret.

 I love sexy cars more than I love rum. My top picks would be a ’65 Mustang, practically any Bugatti Veyron, or an Aston Martin Vanquish.

 I once based a character in a story on my husband, and the character died.

Don’t bother trying to figure it out, I never released that book.

I’ve never met some of my closest friends in person–some of them live on the other side of the world.

I never set out for anyone at work to know that I’m a writer, but now they buy my books, so it’s a good deal.

I’m not terribly good at being girly–I don’t wear makeup, only own 4 pairs of shoes, and I’ve never had a manicure.

I learned to handle a gun before I learned long division.

I cuss like a sailor unless I’m around my grandma.

While most of the people in my graduate research classes were buried in books, I was glued to the TV researching the evolving portrayal of “Indianness”.

 I’ve seen Disturbed in concert 3 times.

 I still have a crush on Jason David Frank (aka Tommy Oliver the Green/White Ranger)

 I work with my husband and it’s the 3rd time we’ve worked for the same business.

 If I’m not watching Top Gear, I’m probably watching something that was filmed before I was born. Currently, Dick Van Dyke is in my DVD player.

 I have a phobia of crickets.

 Should I throw you one hell of a fact if you’ve made it this far? I was diagnosed with PTSD two and a half years ago, and my doctor suggested that I start writing again to help cope with the symptoms.

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In Your Corner by Sarah Castille
(Redemption #2)
Published by: Sourcebooks Casablanca
Publication date: July 1st 2014
Genres: Adult, Erotica, Romance

 

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“You have to go. I won’t be able to control myself. I’ve wanted you so bad for so long and after I’ve been in the cage…I can’t think straight.” He gives a guttural groan and his fist clenches on my hip.

Primitive. Primal. His need speaks to me. I tighten my grip on his neck and rock up to kiss him. He takes over. His kiss is hard and demanding.

“Mine.” His voice is raw, savage and for a moment I truly believe he may lose control.

He rules in the ring

Two years ago, Jake and Amanda were going hot and heavy. But when Jake wanted more, Amanda walked away. Jake immersed himself in mixed martial arts, living life on the edge. But that didn’t dull the pain of Amanda’s rejection-until a chance encounter throws them together.

A high-powered lawyer, Amanda was a no-strings-attached kind of girl. But two years after her breakup with Jake, she still hasn’t found anyone who gets her heart pumping the way he did. And then he shows up in her boardroom, hot as sin and needing help…

But can he rule her heart?

Jake is darker, sexier, and impossible to resist. As their chemistry builds, Amanda’s not sure if she can stay in control, or if she’s finally willing to let him claim her body and soul.

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EXCERPT #1 FROM IN YOUR CORNER by Sarah Castille

“Don’t move.”

Totally immersed in painting the cupboard, I freeze mid–paint stroke at the sound of Jake’s deep voice behind me.

“What? Am I doing something wrong?”

He closes the distance between us and runs his finger along the back waistband of my gym pants, sending delicious tingles up my spine. Then he slides his hands around my waist, bared by the rise of my T-shirt as I stretch to reach the top of the cupboard with my paintbrush.

“Yes. You look too damn sexy. Do you know what it does to a man when he catches a glimpse of something he isn’t meant to see?”

“I hope it makes him tell the woman she can call off the panic attack and drop her arm,” I mutter as I do just that. “I also hope it makes him decide his hands might be of better use somewhere other than around her waist.”

Jake slides his fingers around to my stomach, resting them just over my mound and his voice drops to a low growl. “I could make use of them here.”

“So says the man who turned down a good offer just the other night at Redemption.” I remove his hands and turn to face him, putting on a brave face while inside I seethe. Who does he think he is coming on to me after brushing me off?

“No games, Jake. You made your position clear. I got that. I’m not interested in being screwed around.”

He presses his hands against the cupboard on either side of my head, caging me with his body. “What are you interested in?”

“Moving on,” I say honestly.

His pulse throbs in his neck and his eyes harden. “With whom?”

“No one right now.”

He gives a satisfied grunt as if I had just cleared up a question in his mind. “Everyone is out back having a good time. You should be there too.”

“There’s a lot of work to do. I want to get it done. The faster I open shop, the faster I can start my lawsuit against Farnsworth.” I slip under his arm and edge along the counter.

“You’ve been working since six o’clock this morning.”

Grabbing a clean cloth from the counter, I make an effort to wipe the grease off my face. “I’m used to working twenty-hour days. I’m not afraid of hard work.” But I am afraid of mercurial fighters who run hot one minute and cold the next.

His face softens, and he takes the cloth from my hand and holds it under the tap. The pipes gurgle when he turns the rusty faucet and water gushes out, skimming over the cloth and trickling into the sink below. Without warning, he lifts me and settles me on the counter.

“You don’t have to work like that anymore.” His voice is calm, soothing. I am momentarily lulled out of work mode and into heat mode as he eases his hips between my legs and reaches to turn off the faucet. “It’s Saturday night. Time to relax and have fun.” With a firm hand, he cups my jaw and then wipes the cloth gently over my nose, forehead, and cheeks.

His gentle touch, the warmth of his hand, his breath, minty and sweet, and his hard body nestled between my thighs all converge in an unbearable rush of sensation. I grab his wrist, forcing his hand away.

“Jake…I’m good. Really. There’s so much to do. I’ll come out when I’m done and I’ve cleaned myself up.”

“I like you this way,” he murmurs. “You look…cute. Real.”

“Real?”

He brushes his thumb over my cheek. “Amanda without the armor. Your clothes, hair, makeup…nothing is perfect. It’s just the real you. I never got to see the real you before.”

Torn between being mortified and pleased, I reach for another cloth. “Real Amanda is covered in dirt and has holes in her sweats.”

He traces a finger down my throat to rest in the hollow at the base of my neck. The room heats to one hundred degrees, and if I’m not mistaken, I hear the sound of my blood boiling.

“I like holes in sweats.” His voice drops, husky and low, and his finger continues its downward journey into the vee of my shirt.

“Jake…”

He traces lightly over the crescent of my breast. “I like dirty girls,” he whispers, his voice thick with desire. “I can’t stay away.”

Oh God. Every bit of warmth rushes to my center as his deep, sensual voice ignites one of my dark fantasies. Jake, straddling my bound body, growling commands, telling me what he’s going to do to me in the filthiest language I know. A soft moan escapes my lips and we’re back on the roller coaster again.

“This game you’re playing confuses me.” His heart beats strong against my palm when I lay my hand over his chest.

“Me too.”

“Then what are you doing?”

His eyes take on a feral gleam and my breasts tingle.

“Playing dirty,” he growls. Tangling his hand in my hair, he tugs my head back, exposing my throat to the heated slide of his lips. “Sometimes you have to stop thinking too much and just go with it.”

My breath comes in short pants as he sucks gently on the pulse at the base of my throat. Barely able to form a coherent thought for the pounding of blood in my temples, I scramble for sanity. “There’s too much between us to just go with it. We need to talk…”

His hand closes in my hair, twisting roughly. “Lawyers talk. You don’t look like a lawyer now. You look fucking sexy, and your mouth is all lush and pink and needing to be kissed. You want to talk, Amanda, or you want that kiss?” He nips the hollow at the base of my neck.

Pleasure and pain meld together and I whimper as a heated rush of sensation floods my veins. “Kiss.”

Jake smiles. “My dirty girl wants a dirty kiss.” Holding my face, he slants his mouth over mine and kisses me.

Soft kiss. Sweet kiss. Warm, firm lips tasting faintly of coffee. His five o’clock shadow brushes my chin as his tongue eases my lips open to stroke against mine. My body melts against him as he explores my mouth, leaving nothing untouched. Tongues wind and tangle. Two years of fantasies coalesce in a single rasping breath.

“’S not so dirty,” I mumble against his lips.

“Oh, you don’t know how dirty I can be.” Jake grips my hair and tugs my head back with a firm, hard yank, sending little bolts of lightning straight to my core. Then he kisses me hard and fast. Rough. His teeth scrape my bottom lip as his tongue dives deep, filling me, taking what I have to give and demanding more. The pounding of my heart shifts from lust to fear as he consumes me, and for a moment I worry he has forgotten I need to breathe.

When he breaks the kiss, I draw in a long, ragged breath. “You never kissed me like that before.”

“You were never like this before,” he murmurs, his fingers easing up my shirt, his thumb tracing over the crescent of my breasts. “Raw and open, vulnerable, needing my help. So fucking real.”

My breath catches in my throat as he explores, cupping and squeezing my breasts and then teasing my nipples through my lace bra until they are tight, aching peaks.

“My clothes. Take them off.”

 

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EXCERPT #2 FROM IN YOUR CORNER BY SARAH CASTILLE

A few minutes later, we’re pressed up against the bar, a temporary wooden structure that looks like it could collapse at any moment. If not for Jake’s strength and determination, we would never have made it through the crowd. Even now he has one hand braced against the counter and his back to the heaving mass of people to give us breathing room.

The bartender shoves two cups of beer—the only item on offer—in our direction and I wrinkle my nose.

Jake laughs. “Still not a fan?”

“Not really. Especially if it’s warm, which I’m guessing it is.” I dip my finger in the cup and pop it in my mouth. The beer is indeed warm and very bitter, but the heat in Jake’s eyes as I slide my lips over my finger makes it easy to swallow.

“Again,” Jake murmurs, his voice husky and filled with sensual promise.

“You like that?”

“Yeah, baby, I do.” His hand tangles in my hair and he yanks my head back so hard my eyes tear. With his other hand around my waist, he pulls me tight against his body. I sense a shift in the crowd around us, and then people surge toward the stage, leaving us alone at the bar.

“You drive me fucking crazy.” With a nip, he parts my lips, and his tongue sweeps inside, searching, possessing, teasing, until my knees tremble and my body turns liquid.

“Remember that night we met?” He whispers against my lips. “We watched ourselves in the mirror, and you told me it was exciting to imagine we were in a crowd?”

“That was a good night.”

“The night I met you was the best night of my life.”

Before I can respond, he deepens the kiss. Tongues tangle, teeth clash, lips bruise. Lust, raw and ragged, tears through me, and I can only cling to his shoulders and hold on for the ride.

“We’re gonna do it now.” His voice deepens to a growl. “We’re gonna make that fantasy come true.”

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, Sarah Castille, worked and travelled abroad before trading her briefcase and stilettos for a handful of magic beans and a home near the Canadian Rockies. She writes erotic contemporary romance and romantic suspense featuring blazingly hot alpha heroes and the women who tame them.
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Anchor Line: A stable line attached to the aircraft to which you attach your static line to, before jumping out of the aircraft.

SSG Conrad Renner was your typical single Soldier. He was in line for promotion; his professional life was in line. He was the Platoon Sergeant that all of the young Soldiers wanted to learn from, an Airborne Jump Master with a bronze star on his jump wings for his combat jump into Iraq, with additional deployments to Afghanistan too. His service record and reputation were impeccable.

His personal life was a mix of women, strip clubs, and the shooting range where he shot his own arsenal of weapons. Conrad was a Dominant at the local underground Club Messosotto. He’d fill in as Dungeon Master when the ‘Messo’ needed him on weekends. He was the number one Dominant to teach Submissives.

Addie Marshall was the daughter of one of the favorite Post Command Sergeant Majors. Although, not everyone knew she worked in Personnel on Fort Bragg, there were some who did. After losing her boyfriend Charles to a training accident during an airborne jump, she swore she’d never date an airborne Soldier again.

SSG Renner had come into her office a few times before to update his records. This last time, he was more candid than he’d ever been before. So Addie turns his appointment into a battle of wits and snarky comments. Conrad wants to teach Addie to be his submissive. Through a deployment to Afghanistan and his move to Vicenza, Italy, Conrad gives Addie homework: to learn what she can about a D/s relationship before she comes to visit.

When things get to the wire, Addie wants the exclusivity that Conrad said he wasn’t sure he could give anyone, including her. He’s ready to jump but not sure if he can. Will Addie become his Anchor Line?

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Dawn was born into an Air Force family and lived in Europe for the majority of youth. In School, she excelled at Soccer the way the Europeans play. After graduation, she headed back to the US.

Her love of writing came about when she lived in Spain, where she started her first journal in the wonderful city of Grenada. Twenty journals and several countries later, Dawne still keeps a journal and jots down little things.

Her family retired in Albuquerque, NM, Dawne started college for journalism, and started writing for an internet based hockey magazine called “In the Crease” featuring the New Mexico Scorpions.

Still trying to find her nitch in life, Dawne joined the Army after much conversation with her brother who had signed up to go back in a few months before. With family supporting her decision to join the Army, Dawne went into the medical corps and has even deployed to Iraq.

Now medically retired, she works to assist the Soldiers at Fort Benning, Georgia and writes in her ‘off’ time.

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NAUGHTY MOM REVIEW: Surrender by Tawny Taylor

Author: Tawny Taylor
Genre: Contemporary/Erotica Romance
Publication Date: May 27, 2014
 
 

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I was his. 
To touch. 
Anywhere. 
Any time he wanted.

Abby is ready to agree to anything to stop her brother from going to prison, but Kameron Maldondo, the owner of MalTech Corporation, is asking for the unexpected. Enthralled by his commanding brilliance, she agrees to be his assistant, at his beck and call for whatever he needs–whenever and however he wants. What that means is for him to decide and for her to submit to. Frightened yet fascinated by what he promises, Abby becomes a willing captive to hiscaress, undone by his peerless touch, a quivering submission to an aching need for complete carnal surrender. . .

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Abigail is a sweet self sacrificing individual.  She’s devoted her life to protecting her brother, trying to keep him out of trouble and bailing him out when he doesn’t listen.  Because of his most recent bout with trouble at work, Abigail is faced with a proposition to be personal assistant to Kameron Maldonado, the CEO and owner of MalTech Corporation.  To avoid having charges against her brother she accepts the job and hopes that she can remain detached from the desire she instantly feels for Kameron.

Kameron saw Abigail and knew he had to come up with a way to have her near.  Her brother’s trouble gave him the perfect opportunity to feed his desires.  Neither of them had an idea how this arrangement would affect them but they will never be the same.

I loved the chemistry between Kam and Abby.  Their desire for each was instant and their connection undeniable.  I could tell Kam tried hard to maintain this rough exterior facade but could see he was immediately open to Abby.  Their intimate moments were very HOT and STEAMY from the start.  The only BDSM aspect of this story is that Kam wants to maintain constant control as Dominant and wants  Abby to be his sub.  The suspenseful plot in this story was captivating.  I couldn’t put my eReader down as I was so involved in the story.  There were plot twists to keep you going it was difficult to guess the “who done it” factor; which was a PLUS for me.  I can usually tell you who the guilty party is from the beginning.

Tawny Taylor brings us a Sexy romance with a great storyline.  I give this 4 stars on the Naughty scale.3ed0e-4stars

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CAGE by Harper Sloan 

Greg Cage was born to protect. For the last decade, he has carried the guilt of his sister’s death and need for vengeance around… until it was stripped from him. All he has ever known was how to protect: his family, his friends, and his country. Can he go against everything he has ever known, and give up that control? 



Melissa Larson has been the rock in her family for more years than she can remember, and the fight to keep them together is her main priority. She has always been fiercely independent and proud, never asking for help. When that choice is out of her control, will she be able to let someone else be her strength? 



With unexpected events at every turn and fate wrecking more havoc on another member of the Corps family, Greg and Melissa learn just how powerful their love can be. 



UNTIL NOVEMBER by Aurora Rose Reynolds 

November is looking forward to getting to know her father and the safety of a small town. After leaving the Big Apple and her bad memories for Tennessee, she starts working for her dad at his strip club doing the books. The one time she’s allowed there during club hours she runs into Asher Mayson. He’s perfect until he opens his mouth and makes assumptions. November wants nothing to do with Asher but too bad for November, fate has other plans. 



Asher has never had a problem getting a woman, that is until November. Now all he can think about is making November his and keeping her safe. 



BROKEN HART by Ella Fox 

Sabrina Tyler is head over heels in love with her boss and best friend, Dante Hart. She thinks that he has no romantic interest in her but she’s wrong. Dante doesn’t believe in love or commitment or any kind. Sabrina has gotten under his skin, but Dante has no intention of acting on it. 



One wild night changes their relationship forever, but Dante lacks faith in love and doesn’t believe in Happily Ever Afters. Can Sabrina break through and fix what’s broken in Dante Hart? 



INCINERATE by Tessa Teevan 

When Knox Wellington opens the door to Charlie Davenport, he’s not expecting the fiery brunette with whiskey colored eyes and a feisty personality. Their chemistry is undeniable, but the chip on Knox’s shoulder threatens to destroy any hope of him wooing the sweet, southern volunteer sent to help with his rehabilitation. Little does he know she’s no Southern Belle, as she gives as good as she can take. As unexpected circumstances push them closer together, heads butt, patience is tested, and flames ignite as they dance around their mutual attraction, both of them jaded from broken pasts. 



They’ve both been burned before, so when their feelings of lust, desire, and wanting are inflamed in the heat of the moment, will they finally be able to get over the pain of the past or will their relationship be reduced to ashes before it can ever really begin? 



PUSH THE ENVELOPE by Rochelle Paige 

Alexa is your average college junior, attending classes and piloting Mile High Club charter flights. Boys haven’t been on her radar for a couple years after a disastrous breakup with her high school sweetheart. Drake transferred to Blythe College for the rugby team, not for a new assortment of college girls. When he meets Alexa, Drake knows he’s met his match. She tries to resist him, but he isn’t used to taking no for an answer. 



BROKEN by K Webster 

Life is perfect for Andi until her entire world is crushed in an instant and she is left broken. Forced to pick up the pieces of her heart, she chooses to abide by a set of rules that prohibit her from getting hurt again. When Jackson enters the picture, he wants to play her game. What happens when things get complicated and hearts actually do get involved? Will they move on or will they break the rules?

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Kenza nightclub owner, Ruben McKenzie can have any woman he wants, but the only woman he wants is Rosie—his sweet innocent employee, who happens to be eleven years his junior. Watching her parade her hot little body around his club, serving drinks completely unaware of the attention she attracts is driving him to distraction. But when he sees a regular getting close to her, all bets are off.

Rosie has had more than enough life experience, but when it comes to matters of the heart—the one place that Ruben wants in—she’s completely innocent. Having no family of her own, it’s a dream to be invited to a McKenzie family gathering. Rosie always wanted to belong to a family like the McKenzie’s, but she’s afraid that if she gives her heart to Ruben and things don’t work she’ll be crushed, beyond repair.

Neither one of them may be able to keep their distance for long. The trouble that has been brewing at Kenza finally comes to a head, and when Rosie finds herself caught up in it, how far will Ruben go to protect her?

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In this third installment of the McKenzie Brothers series you’ll learn more about the two remaining brothers, Lucien and Ramon. New players, Hunter and Julian, will be introduced.

None of my books have cliffhangers and they can be read as standalone, but to get the full background on the rest of the family then I do suggesting reading Seduce, The Wedding and Rapture first.

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Turning, I start walking upstairs with an added sway to my hips. Halfway up, I nearly stumble when I feel his hands on my hips, and then I do stumble and end up on my hands and knees on the stairs when he bites me on the bottom.
I can’t think, his hands are everywhere; on my breasts, my belly, my hips, and my legs before he moves under my skirt and rubs me between my thighs. Moaning, I drop forward with Ruben following me.
“You’re so wet. Have you got any idea how hot it is, knowing I make you so wet? I need to taste you.”
Ruben wraps his arms around my waist and hauls me up a few more stairs to the landing. Turning me in his arms, he lays me down and stays kneeling on the stairs between my spread legs.
My skirt is around my hips as Rubens slides his hands up my thighs to my panties, which he rips from my body. Holding them to his nose, he closes his eyes and inhales before shoving them into his pocket.
He strokes between my nether lips, coating his fingers in my wetness—driving me crazy. Losing all inhibitions, I yank my shirt over my head, following it with my bra.
“Fuck, Rosie,” Ruben hisses staring at my breasts.
Wanting to tease him, I bring my hands up and play with my nipples as I hear Ruben cussing before he inserts a finger inside me. I arch up from the floor in pleasure, not wanting him to stop.
My hands drop from my breasts when I feel Ruben’s very talented mouth on me—his tongue lapping me up before darting in and out of my channel.
Threading my fingers into his hair, he holds my quivering thighs open while he goes to town on me. I’ve never come this way before, but I feel the ball of fire gathering in my belly—the tightening in my nipples…

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