Mila I should have known I made a huge mistake when I agreed to follow my bestfriend to see his parents this weekend. I've had a crush on him for years, and this week had been fucking with my head seriously.The enemy that my own mind could sometimes be decided that this was a good moment to remind me that it had been a long time since I had been intimate with someone. And Aaron … well, one just needed to take a look at him to know that he probably had more experience than me. Anybody would. I had barely dated after Daniel and—“Relax.” A deep voice jerked me back to the moment. Aaron’s fingers were still delicately rubbing my right ankle, softening the stiff muscles. “I don’t expect a single thing from you tonight, Catalina.” He looked up at me, our gazes meeting. There was only earnestness in the blue of his eyes. “Earlier, when I kissed you, I let myself get carried away. Came on a little too strong, and I apologize.”My lips parted, but nothing came out.“You have to say somet
Mila His voice lowered even further. “That’s not an answer, baby.” His fingers increased their pace, making me light-headed. “Do you want me to get you off and hold you until you fall asleep?” His other hand rose to my breast, teasing my nipple. “Or do you want me to claim it with my cock?”So commanding and yet so fucking thoughtful. Cherishing me, ravishing me. He was everything I needed. Everything my body craved and my heart had been missing.For what I would soon learn was the last time tonight, I told him what he’d demanded to hear. The truth that I had kept under key deep inside. “I’m ready, Aaron.” I brought my hand to his, which was partly covered by my panties. “Take me. All of me.” I tightened my hold on him and pressed both our hands against my center. “Claim me.”Aaron didn’t lose any time. One of his fingers slid inside me in one swift motion, a moan forming in the depths of my chest at the blissful invasion.God. It had been so long since nothing but my own fingers
Jackson Elise Campbell would be the death of me. I’d known that the moment I’d set eyes on her, and my prediction was playing out in real time as I devoured her.The death of my self-control, my professionalism, and any sense of self-preservation I had. None of that mattered when I tasted how sweet she was or felt how perfectly her curves fit in my palms, like she was tailor-made for me.I was her temporary bodyguard. Originally assigned to her father, I only got switched to Elise, because her personal bodyguard had been shot. Years of watching and waiting and wishing. It had all come down to this, and it was even better than I’d imagined.Elise’s arms wrapped around my neck, her body pliant beneath mine. She tasted like mint and sugar, and at that moment, it became my favorite taste in the world.I pushed her against the side of the pool and tightened my grip on her hair, my mouth not leaving hers the entire time.It wasn’t a sweet kiss. It was hard, demanding, and possessive
Allison Willow Creeks wrap party should’ve been the crowning highlight of my trip, a celebration of everything we’d accomplished over the past three days.Instead, I spent the entirety of it replaying that afternoon in my head.The memory of my kiss with Chris stayed with me through dessert, as did the phantom brush of his touch. With one zip of my dress, he’d awoken more heat in me than any of my previous partners had with actual sex.I’d suppressed it during dinner, but the heat blossomed again as the bedroom door closed behind us.We hadn’t spoken since dinner ended, but the mere anticipation of what could happen rasped against my skin as surely as a calloused touch.The air hummed with breathlessness as Chris walked to the dresser, his lean, powerful form slicing through the darkness like a freshly honed blade through silk.Blood roared in my ears and drowned out everything except my heartbeats and the soft rustle of his movements.“You don’t have any other commitments tonig
Axel I stared at the beautiful woman beside me and, that's when I realized that we hadn’t kissed since the library. I wanted to take things slow, but when I was near Sloane, what I wanted was irrelevant.I didn’t want her. I needed her. Desperately.I needed her the way the ocean tides needed the moon, and I would give anything for her to feel a fraction of the same way toward me.“Let go,” I repeated softly. “Listen to the music. Lose yourself in it.”Uncertainty wavered across her features.For Lydia, control was a necessity, not a luxury, but we all had to relinquish control sometime. Otherwise, our world would always be limited by the arbitrary boundaries we drew around it. “No one’s watching.” Her back faced the wall, and my body shielded hers from the dance floor. We pressed tight against each other, close enough for me to hear the battle waging between the steady thump, thump, thumps of her heart. “It’s just us, love.” In the background, fast-paced music segued into the smo
Emily When I push open the door to the women’s restroom where we first kissed, I find Isaiah with his hands braced on the sink counter, tie loosened, the top buttons of his shirt undone. He’s looking at his reflection as if he can’t recognize the person looking back. Then his attention swings to me. “I’m pissed off right now, Emily, and I don’t want to talk to you.”I try to ignore the sting of his words. He’s upset. He’s having a bad day and doesn’t believe he’s allowed to have them. “Good.” I lock the door behind me. “Be mad at me. I’m not going anywhere. You being pissed off doesn’t scare me.”His brown eyes flash with confusion.I slide into the space between him and the sink, reaching up to slip his tie over his head, tossing it to the side before my fingers find the still clasped buttons on his dress shirt. “That’s fine if you don’t want to talk,” I continue, undoing his shirt until it falls open. “I don’t need to use words to show you that I want you.” He stills in co
Jace She nods again, her eyes shining in the dim room. “I promise.”I let out a breath of relief and kiss her forehead again and again. She lifts her head and places her soft lips against mine. Fuck, it feels so good. Just kissing her feels amazing. Having her lips on mine, feeling her breath mix with mine as she wraps her hand around my neck and pulls me closer to her.I slide my tongue in her mouth, tasting her, licking her up like she’s dessert. Her hips bump up and scrape against my dick. That brings me back to reality, and I hum into her mouth as I pull back.I’m already shaking my head. “No, Rosie. We can’t.”“Why not?” I’m asking myself the same question as I run a hand down my face. “You’ve just been through something. You need to take it easy.” She closes her eyes and tips her head back into the pillow as she sighs. “I’m getting sick of being rejected,” she says. With that, she opens her eyes and turns to face me. “I’m fine, Jace, you helped me, and I’m so grateful for th
Pearl I liked making him mad. I enjoyed pushing his buttons and watching just how angry he gets before he pins me against the wall, and then the bed. It was crazy I know. But, there's just something about watching him lose control and doing something about it. Preferrably fucking me six ways to Sunday.Honestly, it was a test. I still wasn’t as convinced that Cal was into me.What I hadn’t expected was to find myself pinned to the wall with a massive hand curled around my throat. Even if he wasn’t cutting off blood flow to my brain, the move alone would have been enough to make me lightheaded.A black haze crept in from the edges of my vision, but Cal’s face was front and center. His nostrils flared like a bull ready to charge. Intense blue eyes demanded my attention.He was a massive man. He could snap my neck with a flick of his wrist. I should be afraid, but I knew he would never hurt me, even if I was the source of the anger he struggled to contain.Bringing his face a breath