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Kiss It Better 16 - Aleera.
Jace’s erection leaves me and I’m spun around again, lifted against the door and entered a second time with a triumphant grunt. My legs circle his hips haphazardly, trying to find purchase when he’s wailing on me, taking me so hard, the door bangs loudly with every surge of those chiseled hips.“Yeah. You love this dick, don’t you, little girl?” His breath is hot on my neck, his grazing teeth sending tingles to my core, signals that the end is near. “Good. You’re going to be getting a steady diet of it. Up that baby girl ass, down your throat, in this tight motherfucker of a hole between your thighs. Mine. All of that is mine. Do you understand me?”“I understand,” I whimper, my head falling back.Slap slap slap slap.He’s bouncing me now, the momentum of his pumps picking up, his hips ramming mine into the door, his grip bruising beneath my knees where those extra-large hands hold me open, accessible to his lust. “Jace,” I moan.“It’s time to catch my sperm, you horny little thing,”
Last Updated : 2025-03-05Kiss It Better 17 - Jace.
She says the words that rip the heart straight out of my chest.Because she’s right. I knew the reckoning was coming as soon as I heard Rick shouting my name angrily. They say hindsight is twenty-twenty and this is proof. I could have won her without being deceitful, but now I’ve fucked up the best thing I’ve ever had or will ever have again, haven’t I? I’ve lost her trust, that’s what kills me the most of all. I only had it, truly had it, for a matter of moments before my mistake tore it away.You’re the same as the rest of them.No. I want to shout the denial. But how can I? When she was a child, her father paid off her mother for custody in the divorce. I know how much that gutted her. And I forced her father into doing it again, hurting her worse. When that wasn’t enough, I left myself a way to manipulate the situation. How can I deny being exactly like the men she’s avoided all her life? Men who maneuver women like toys.“Don’t say I’m like them,” I choke out. “Please.”The tears
Last Updated : 2025-03-05Kiss It Better 18 - Aleera.
It was naïve of me to think that morning in the arena would be the last time I saw Jace. At least until I ran into him at a team function or maybe saw him on television during the season. The look of utter determination on his handsome face should have clued me into the fact that he wouldn’t give me up so easily. When I went to bed that night, he was sitting outside my apartment building, leaning up against his SUV. Watching my bedroom window like a hawk.Closing the curtains didn’t help matters.Roses started showing up at my apartment the next morning.Dozens upon dozens of long-stem roses in every color. Boxes and boxes of designer activewear, which was so rude, because looking cute while dressing comfortable is totally my weakness. He sent me his championship ring from Denver—and knowing how much something so symbolic means to an athlete, that almost made me answer one of his hundreds of calls.They are placed once an hour, on the dot, though he only leaves voicemails late at nigh
Last Updated : 2025-03-05Kiss It Better 19 - Aleera.
I sit up in bed, alarmed. Am I really worrying about how he feels after he tried to pull a fast one on me? Jeopardizing my freedom?Our eyes lock from across the rumpled sheets, mine conflicted, Jace’s rapt and intense. Oh lord, if I sit this close to him much longer, I’m going to forgive him, aren’t I? I’m going to give him the benefit of the doubt, make excuses for his behavior, give him a second chance. And I’ve witnessed far too many women regret giving second chances to their significant others.Jace is just like them. Isn’t he?I start to get out of the bed, intending to lock myself in the bathroom so I don’t forgive him, but Jace catches me around the waist and throws me down before I can gain my feet, climbing on top of me, flattening my body between him and the mattress. “I’m sorry for playing dirty, angel, but after a week without you, I’m losing my fucking mind. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat.” He leans down and exhales roughly into my neck, making my eyelashes flutter. “I’m in
Last Updated : 2025-03-05Kiss It Better 20 - Jace.
I just want to be unconscious.No matter how many risks I take, no matter how many times I drive the lane at men seven feet tall and built like tanks, I can’t seem to catch that blessed elbow to the face that will finally knock me out. I don’t want to be awake because the pain is too sharp. My heartbeat is beginning to flag, my head full of sand. To call this the worst eight days of my life wouldn’t even begin to cover it—and now I’m expected to win a basketball game. To prove the worth of the investment made in me when all I want is to be outside her window. Waiting outside her classes. When I’m close to her, at least I know she wasn’t a dream.The arena is packed to the gills, fans wanting to see the new point guard in action. It’s loud and bright. My skull is a prison for an incessant buzzing sound that has only gotten louder over the last eight days. Pain beats in all areas of my body. My head, chest, stomach. I’m passed the ball during warm-ups and it feels like a foreign object
Last Updated : 2025-03-05Kiss It Better 21 - Aleera.
Ten Years LaterCarrying my box full of medical supplies, I walk into the gym only to find a familiar sight. My husband trying to teach a bunch of second graders how to play basketball while our daughter hangs from his neck, our other daughter listening to him lecture with the deep concentration she inherited from Jace. Our girls couldn’t be more different from each other, one serious about honing her basketball skills, the other one just in it for the socializing and snacks.His voice is like coming home after a long journey, even though I’ve only been gone a couple of hours. I’ve been back at the house working on the website for our youth basketball program, founded by me and Jace when he retired from the league three years ago. After winning four championship titles for the city of LA, his only wish was to spend more time with me and his girls, so he got to work, creating the number one girls’ basketball program in the state.I’m the on-site medical trainer, splitting my time betwe
Last Updated : 2025-03-05Kiss It Better BOOK EIGHT: HOT TO THE TOUCH.
One look's the charm...Anthony Sanders was only in need of a masseuse. A really good one. He could swear on it.But when Cillia Morgan walks in to turn in an application, the job description changes.The tables turn.Cillia Morgan only wanted a job where her passion would be appreciated and respected, but she never counted on actually getting hired. Anthony Sanders had a reputation for being too selective with job applicants, and firing the ones he chooses within a week. But here he is, giving her a job as well as every other thing she's ever wanted.It's a little too good to be true, and she had a lot of questions...but why bite the hand that feeds you?-----------------1 - Anthony.“It will be better this time. I bet my job on it.”I turn to Sheryl, my assistant for the last three years, and shake my head. “Unless she’s miles better than the last four girls you brought me, I highly doubt it.”Today is Day 5 of my masseuse-try-out week. Galina, the old Russian lady who worked for
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Kiss It Better 2 - Cillia.
Two fires are burning beneath my cheeks. A thrill surges through me as our lips meet.I’m kissing Anthony Sanders…It almost doesn’t feel real. But even if it’s not – even if I’m somehow dreaming – I know one thing for sure. It’s amazing.I came in here as a professional woman to give a professional massage because that’s what I am. I got my CMT license in 18 months and work out of my best friend, Melissa’s, massage parlor. When I got the call from Anthony’s assistant offering the job interview, I almost didn’t take it, and this is why.“There’s no way he wants a genuine masseuse,” I’d told Melissa. “He just wants a girl to take care of him every morning.”Melissa simply shrugged. “So? See how much it pays before you turn it down.”“I didn’t bust my ass for my license just to go give hand jobs to billionaires!” I’d huffed. But in the end, I’d decided to risk it, telling myself that no matter what, I wouldn’t end up doing something like what I’m doing right now.I also didn’t expect An
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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
