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Royally Endowed (Royally #3) The Screwtape Letters

Or . . . the knowledge that she’d once again caused Joe to lose control, a fact that gave her a surge of feminine power that had her smiling and unable to stop.

Emmy, now restrained against the bed, only had the use of her legs. She wrapped those around my hips, tugging against me. You think that’s going to help you get away? I whispered.She pulled in a shuddering breath, growing quiet. Her eyes were huge, watching mine, waiting to see what I’d do.

Wintersmith (Discworld #35)

The feel of her body struggling against mine, her soft breath tickling my neck, her hips bucking underneath me . . . shit. I was hard. And the thin athletic shorts provided very little in the way of a barrier. Her body froze midstruggle as awareness hit her. The entire mood of our playful wrestling match changed in an instant.My erection nudged at her center.Fuck, so this little thing liked being restrained. That information was not helping. I needed to keep my mind out of the damn gutter.

The Alphas Concubine (Love Slaves of the Alphas #2)

Emmy pressed her hips up, grinding against my dick. Fuck, that felt good. I needed to explain to him that he couldn’t go in there. In that warm, tight channel . . . yeah, thinking about it was so not helping. I held my breath, waiting for the sensation to pass. I counted backward from ten. I thought about sports, math equations, world hunger . . . yeah, nothing was going to help this monster of an erection. I wanted her. Bad.I imagined ripping off her shorts then pushing down my own and sinking into her. Right here, right now. I’d f**k her slowly, holding her wrists in my hands. I’d f**k her until she was moaning out my name. My c**k twitched in my shorts. Shit. It was either f**k her senseless or walk away. I couldn’t take this torture.

I’m going to, um, shower. Then I’ll drive you home.

She nodded, wordlessly, her breath coming in little gasps.But Kylie surprised both men by saying, I gave you a twenty last week, which we both know you used to buy pot, so this time I have something better than cash . . . She pulled a black hoodie from her backpack. It had a peace sign in the colors of the rainbow on the front. Got it in your size too.

Sweet, but not a pushover, Joe revised with a shake of his head, impressed in spite of himself.Eddie put on the sweatshirt and stood to give Kylie a kiss on the cheek. Thanks, dudette. Come by later in the week. I’ll have my mistletoe packs on deep discount since the season is over.

The Grendel Affair ( SPI Files #1)

Mistletoe, Joe’s ass. Undoubtedly, it’d be weed.Kylie started walking before turning back to Joe to give him a what’s keeping you? look.

Yep. Sweet, not a pushover, and . . . also a tyrant.Once in his truck, she pulled a wig from her apparently bottomless bag and set it on her head so that suddenly she had long, dark brunette waves. Okay, she said, tucking in some stragglers. Ready to do this.

Joe stared at her as she applied a dark gloss to her lips, which, combined with the wig, had him spinning. Kylie—Ready, she said.

Yes, but the question was, ready for what? Shaking his head to clear it, he navigated the roads without speaking again, which he knew drove her nuts. Good. She could join his club because she drove him nuts too. Especially as she used the ride to add horn-rimmed glasses to her ensemble so that now from the neck up she looked like a naughty librarian while from the neck down she was the girl next door. It was like Christmas for his eyes so he forced himself to stop looking at her as he drove into Hunter’s Point, a district by the water and the ballpark in the southeast corner of San Francisco.Interesting neighborhood, she murmured.

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