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Kiss It Better 11 - Vincent.
“Shoulda known better,” I mumble as I watch the ice cubes slowly melt in my Jack and Coke. “Shoulda fuckin’ known better.”“You know, talking to yourself is a bad sign. Do I need to bring you by the hospital?”I look up at Lexy, the rocker-chick bartender at Chrissy’s, who’s giving me a look like she either feels bad for me or thinks I’m pathetic – maybe a mixture of both.I’m a little tipsy and still wondering what the fuck just happened. Actually, I know what happened, Donna totally ambushed me. She invited me to dinner just so she could flaunt her rich, city-girl life in my face. I bet she loved having two guys fight over her like that. I haven’t been in a fight over a girl since Tommy Clarence pushed Emma Carlsen on the playground in fourth grade.“Do they have any treatments for a broken heart?” I ask with a smirk.She was mine. Donna was mine, and now I’m sitting miserably at the bar, trying to keep the images of her with Bradley out of my mind by filling it with booze. Just the
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Kiss It Better 12 - Vincent.
“Bro, you’re never going to believe it!”I cringe as Tucker races out of the shop to great me the next morning, looking like he’s just had about six cups of coffee. There’s no doubt in my mind that he’s about to tell me about yet another one of his wild-girl adventures, and having not slept a wink last night, but I am not in the mood to hear it.“You’re moving to Florida,” I suggest. He laughs and waves a hand at me.“My date? It turned into multiple dates!” he says with a wink. “Not like…multiple dates, but multiple girls.”“Is that right?” I ask, wishing my head didn’t hurt so bad as I open the door to the office and head inside.“You haven’t lived until you’ve had a girl riding you while the other girl sits on your face, dude!”“Mmm,” I grunt back as I take a seat and check the business e-mail. There’s really nothing important, but I pretend there is, hoping Tucker will go away. He doesn’t.“The first chick was wild,” he laughs. “We were doing our thing, and then all of a sudden sh
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Kiss It Better 13 - Donna.
The speed at which Vincent moves takes my breath away. Before I can blink, his rough hands are around my waist, and then I’m on his shoulder as he’s carrying me toward the back of the garage. I feel his taut back muscles against my stomach, and his manly scent has my head already spinning.I hear him kick a door open and find myself in what looks like a break room. He slams the door shut behind us, then throws me down on an old dirty couch that smells of must and wear.“Oh, fuck,” I gasp, my mouth hanging open as he slides out of his shirt, revealing his pristine body to me. I trace the lines of his abs with my eyes and feel myself get even wetter than I already was as he pops the top button of his pants. I kick off my heels and get to work on my pants.I need him. Now.He helps me out, grasps my jeans by the ankles and tugs, almost yanking me off the couch with them.“They’re tight!” he laughs under his breath, finally getting them off. I reach up to grab his face and pull it to mine
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Kiss It Better 14 - Vincent.
As I watch Donna come on my dick, I smile like a king.She’s mine now. It’s official.I thought I’d lost her. But now I’m never going to let her go. Princess Donna, the rich, city girl who walked into my shop like royalty, and now I’m taking her virginity on the couch in the break room.Her sweet virgin cunt is clenched like a fist around my cock. I can barely even move when I try to start fucking her again, and grin as her body twitches with the aftershock of what I know was the best orgasm of her life.I see her pupils dilate as she brings her beautiful eyes to mine again. She looks so fucking sexy with her lipstick smeared across her face like that and her perfect hairdo all messed up. Her long, smooth legs are wrapped around my waist and my shirt is hiked up over her perfect rack.I’m not going to be able to last long, I know that. But I’m also not letting her out of my sight again, and there will be plenty of time today for Round Two, Three, Four, Five…I’m not going to stop until
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Kiss It Better 15 - Donna.
One month later…I can hardly contain myself as I pull up to the shop in my new beater. It’s not even close to the Bentley, but I don’t care. In fact, I kind of like it. The passenger side window sticks, so I’ve made sure to not let anybody roll it down, and it doesn’t have Bluetooth for my phone, but Vincent assured me the engine is solid and the AC is so cold it almost makes snow. But the car is the smallest, most inconsequential change that I’ve gone through in the last month.I told Ruth I wasn’t going to marry Bradley. Her response was about what I expected; first, she got indignant and asked me if I was crazy, then she tried to be nice and persuade me that being taken care of by him and his money would be best for me. Then when she saw I wasn’t going to budge, she threw a hissy fit and broke a few glasses and some plates.“You’re just going to run off with some jerk who does oil changes for a living?” she shouted at me. Her classism was despicable. “Do you know the kind of life
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Kiss It Better 16 - Donna.
Four years later…“Can you believe it? Over 210,000 follows!?”“I can believe it,” my gorgeous husband purrs in my ear. “You’re that good.”I stare in awe at my follower count on my Instagram page – no, not that kind of Instagram page, it’s a page I started after Vincent saw my sketchbook one day.“Those are great!” I remember him telling me as I sat on the front steps under the sun. “You should put them online!”I’d been reluctant at first, but after a few months of him persisting, I finally gave in and made the account. I didn’t use my real name to start, but once I saw the response to my work, I revealed my identity.It just feels so good to know that there are people out there who like what I do. I’ve had a few pieces up at the coffee shop in town, and have had a ton of requests for prints and originals from people online. Vincent keeps joking that he’s going to be able to close the shop one day once I start “making millions” from my art.I sigh one of those super-content-happy si
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Kiss It Better BOOK TEN: SMASH INTO YOU.
Gunsyn Krovsky is a devil.The most feared kingpin in the ruthless Russian Mafia, he has the world on the palm of his hands. When Irene witnesses one of his murders, he knows she must be taken care of and made to keep shut, perhaps for the rest of her life.But there's something about Irene, something that keeps him from eliminating her right away. She's smashed into his soul, and makes him rethink everything. His empire, his life, his worth, his future. More so, she has something he desperately needs.But once the devil gets his taste, will be let her go free? Or will he make Irene his forever?---------------------1 - Irene.“Why are men such wimps these days? Is it that hard to just ask a girl out?”Kyle grins and shakes his head as he throws another portion of fries in the fryer. “Don’t you have a date tonight, Irene?”“Only because Breanna set it up for me,” I reply as I clock out.“She really wanted that studly investment banker dude to offer to be her sugar daddy,” Chris, the
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Kiss It Better 2 - Irene.
Talk about getting off to a rough start. Part of me wants to just make up an excuse and go home, but then again, this is my first real date and maybe I’m just being overly critical. Or maybe I’m nervous and I’m letting that color my view of Jerry. Breanna always says that me losing my dad when I was eleven has made me “awkward and stupid” around men, and she might have a point.But as we talk, I feel more and more like I’m not talking to a man, but a shapeless lump of Play-Doh or some kind of off-white paint that can’t decide if it wants to be white, yellow, or vomit green.“So you like working at the diner?” he asks me for the second time.I sigh and give him the same answer.“No, not really.”I glance around the bar, hoping to find something interesting to talk about. But it’s basically a pretty average crowd. Couples, three girls on a birthday night out, a couple of old men at the end of the bar, and a bartender with a bunch of piercings who looks ready to go home. But just as I’m
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Kiss It Better 14 - Anatoli.
When Olivia doesn’t have her hands full with Chuck, she’s attending one of her art classes or working in her studio. The boys and I worked on the weekends to build it for her so she’d have somewhere to paint on the property. Without using any of her connections, she’s managed to get her work into many of the local galleries and amass quite the following online under a pseudonym. She was hesitant at first to pursue it.“My parents always told me it was stupid,” she said when she first brought it up to me. But I pushed her.“That’s exactly why you should do it then.”Now every time I come home and see her covered in paint, wearing her oversized pair of coveralls with her hair tied back in a ponytail, it makes my heart go absolutely wild when I think that she is mine.Lugging Chuck over my shoulder, I stride in through the front door to find her at the sink finishing up some dishes.“Shouldn’t you be relaxing?” I ask her. “Dinner was hours ago.”“Oh, I was hungry, so I made myself some s
Kiss It Better 13 - Anatoli.
Five years later…“On nights like this, I always think of my dad.” I look down at my son, Chuck, named after my father, sitting on a stump beside me as we watch the treetops blow above us from the back of my pickup truck parked at the ridge.“You came here with him a lot?”“He took me here,” I smile, ruffling his hair. “Now I take you here.”“Mom says you guys met here.”“That’s kind of true, yes.”“Was she watching the trees too?”“Yes, she was.” I smile as I stand. “Come on, let’s get back and see her before you have to go to bed.”“But I’m not tired!”Chuck laughs and yelps as I lift him up and toss him over my shoulder like the little sack of potatoes he is, hop down out of the back of the pickup, and toss him into the cab.“Buckle up,” I remind him, which he quickly and proudly does. As I back out, I can’t help but look at the spot where I was parked five years ago on that night—the night that changed my life. As I glance in the rearview mirror, if I look hard enough, I can almos
Kiss It Better 12 - Olivia.
“Make yourself come, you little whore,” he growls as he pumps his cock, showing me no mercy. And why should he? I’ve showed him none with all my power.It doesn’t take me long. A few concentric circles and I’m there. All the tension and build up from the last week—hell, from all the days since the ridge—it all hits me at once like a thousand fireworks exploding straight in my face. Every nerve ending in my body lights up. I try to scream, but my throat is stuffed with his manly inches.Sweet relief overwhelms me. More tears spill from my eyes. I gag on his glorious manhood and feel his cock pulse hard. He quickly pulls out and makes a sound like an angry laugh as I collapse back onto the floor in a shuddering mess.“You almost made me come, you know that?”I can barely even listen to what he’s saying as I lie at his feet, shaking, quivering, my abs spasming like I’ve just done five thousand sit-ups. But I am aware of him pulling my shorts the rest of the way off and his lips kissing u
Kiss It Better 11 - Olivia.
If my father could see me now…Down on my knees in front of Anatoli Sidorov with my jaw dropped and my mouth obediently open. He would have a heart attack.But me? My heart is fluttering like a hummingbird, my nerves are tingling, and every bit of energy in my body is buzzing, screaming toward the focal point between my thighs. I’m dying for his touch, as I have been this entire week, but right now the queen has a king, and it is her job to obey.“Open,” he commands.I am, I think, but when he pulls his cock out of his briefs, I understand.I’ve only ever seen penises in porn, but even I know that what I’m looking at is not normal. Not average. In fact, what he’s holding in both hands is far, far above average. “I—I can’t swallow that, Anatoli.”His cock is thick like a solid shaft of muscle, with a long vein running all the way up from the base to the broad head. It stands out straight, stiff as a warrior’s spear, and from the tip drips a long line of what must be pre-cum.“Maybe not
Kiss It Better 10 - Olivia.
“Is that a question?”God, what a stupid thing to say.Thankfully, Anatoli shakes his head. “No, it’s not.”“How—how do you know?”And an even stupider follow-up.“I’m not stupid,” he replies, taking a step forward, halving the distance between us.Well, that makes one of us.My senses suddenly come alive, and I’m aware of the sweltering heat coming off of his body, his intoxicating scent and the way he towers over me with a presence that would terrify me if the same angry fire were still in his eyes.“You wouldn’t do all of this just to get laid,” he says, taking another step. He’s almost on top of me now. My body is yearning for his touch again. The heat between my legs is growing to unbearable levels. Without his finger inside me, I feel vacant, hollow. I’m dying for him to finish what he began. “So there must be more. Much more. Isn’t that right, Olivia?”“I—so what are you saying, Anatoli?” I stammer. “That you…that you love me?”There’s a flash of amusement in his eyes that catc
Kiss It Better 9 - Olivia.
Anatoli’s touch is like lightning. Electric pulses course up my spine, igniting flares of passion at the base of my skull that light me up like a Christmas tree.His kiss…Oh God, his kiss.I’ve been waiting, dreaming, absolutely begging for it for the last week. And not having it has been more painful than I ever could have imagined. But now having it is almost just as painful.It’s like too much salt or too much sweet. Too much pleasure, and I can barely comprehend it all. And when he curls his fingers and applies pressure between my legs, he overwhelms me.“Anatoli,” I breathe as he breaks our embrace and drags his lips down my neck. I can feel his hunger. His anger—I can feel it in his fingers as he forces them inside me. My jaw drops, and I practically burst like a popping light bulb. “Oh my God!”“This is what you wanted?” he asks, instantly finding my spot. My back arches off the wall, but he presses me right back against it with his body. I feel his bulge, rock hard and thick
Kiss It Better 8 - Anatoli.
I feel like a secret agent as I slip in the back stairs of the Radcliffe estate. I’m almost certainly being caught on their security cameras. Who knows whether or not the guards are watching the monitors and will come running?I’m in peak shape, but when I reach the door to Olivia’s wing, it feels like every one of my heart valves is ready to tear itself to shreds.All this over a girl I should despise.A girl trying to ruin me.I don’t even wait. I grab the door handle and barge in. Olivia almost jumps out of her skin and leaps back like she was about to open it for me.“Anatoli!” she yelps. I quickly clasp my hand over her mouth and close the door behind me.“Quiet!” I snap with a threatening hiss. “It’s been a week, Olivia. A week and I haven’t heard one word from the sheriff or the town clerk. I told you to call off your dogs or else. Was I not clear!?”The words taste like poison on my tongue. I can see the fear in her eyes as I speak them and want nothing more than to release he
Kiss It Better 7 - Anatoli.
I don’t sleep at all. Every time I close my eyes, I see her.Olivia Radcliffe.“Stop,” I tell myself over and over every time the image of her invades my mind. Rich bitch.You never should have kissed her.It was meant to be a spiteful move. A final fuck you to let her know how badly she’d fucked up, but it backfired hard and left me with a stiff dick that I didn’t want to acknowledge or do anything about but finally had to.Twice.And even that wasn’t enough.As I lie in bed, staring at the flecked paint of my bedroom ceiling, I can still feel her soft, supple waist in my hands from when I held her close.Christ, what it would be like to hold her like that again and stuff my cock inside her sweet little pussy. I’d fuck that queenly attitude right out of her. Make her come on my dick over and over and over again until she couldn’t see straight, walk, or mouth off at all.What are all those billions worth when you are shuddering all over my throbbing cock, queenie?I’d give anything to
Kiss It Better 6 - Olivia.
“Are you all right, Olivia?” Bennett asks.“Fine,” I reply quickly. “I just – I think I’m going to take a bath. I have a bit of a headache.”“Need someone to run the water for you?”I have my back to him, but I can practically see the smirk on his face when he says that line. I’d like to turn around and tell him off – tell him that Tinder pickup lines don’t actually work in person and that I’m not a trashy slut that’s just going to jump in bed with him.But I don’t.Instead, I turn around, put on my best princess face, and force a painful smile.“No, Bennett. Thank you. That’s quite all right. I’m just going to relax now. Please tell my mom I’m going to go to bed early on your way out.”Unlike me, Bennett doesn’t dig deep for his charms and lets his emotions play out over his face.“Uh huh.” He nods, clicking his lower lip with his tongue. “You know, Olivia, when are you going to realize that this 18-year-old-virgin act just isn’t cute anymore?”“Excuse me?”“You know how many girls I
