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To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | Out Of Breath
πππππJAMESI was sure the neighbors could hear us. Damn, I was sure the entire building could hear us. Did I care? Hell, no. While I was buried balls deep inside her, I didn't care if the whole goddamn city heard us. All I cared about was feeling this woman come all around me, and then finding my release deep between her legs. "You have no idea how good it feels to be inside you." I nipped the skin on her shoulder. "I could stay inside you forever, Vanessa." She pressed her nails deeper into my skin, and I was sure she drew blood. Don't care. "I knew it would be good, but I didn't think it would feel this amazing," she whispered against my ear. "Tell me, princess. Tell me what feels amazing." I kept moving in and out of her. "Your cock, the way you move inside me, claiming me. It's better than I imagined." Holy fuck-balls. Her words pushed me to the edge, and I was close to blowing but wasn't ready for this to be over yet. There was still so much mo
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | Made For Him
πππππππVANESSAIf he weren't so damn hot, and the best lay I'd ever had, his arrogance would have been extremely unattractive. But, unfortunately, he was both those things, which was why I was currently clenching my thighs againβ¦while still feeling the traces of my recent, mind-shattering orgasm between my legs. "Don't call me princess." He grinned. "Oh, that's right. You have a thing for people thinking you're a princess." I crossed my arms defensively. "A thing? What are you, twelve?" "Did I feel twelve when I pushed my cock inside you when you told me I was big?" He slanted his head, his inky black hair a complete mess, yet damn perfect. I cleared my throat uncomfortably, trying to ignore the sensual pull between us. Thinking about what it felt like, being impaled by his huge cock, had my heart jackhammering inside my chest, and my body aching for moreβwhich was a bad thing. It was so damn wrong wanting more of him, wanting to feel him inside me aga
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | What happened To Just Once
πππππππ VANESSAThe moment James slid a finger between my legs, finding my entrance, I moaned while my legs weakened. I felt his mouth curve into a smile against my cheek and knew I was fucked. Literally. "You see, Vanessa? I fucked you less than an hour ago, and you're already soaking wet for me again." He pushed a finger inside me, and I tightened my grip on his shoulders, spreading my legs wider. "Tell me you don't want to feel my cock inside you again." He continued to work his finger in and out of me. "Tell me you don't want to have me inside you while you come." "James," I breathed, and I moaned when he pulled his finger out of me. Chills wracked my body when I heard the sound of his zipper. God, the anticipation and desire threatened to incinerate me into nothing but ash. My body longed to be completely consumed by him, to belong to him just one more time. At this point, I was sure my body would be able to survive on his touch alone. Screw water and fuck food when yo
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | Loud Warning Bells
πππππππ VANESSAJames lifted his arm from his face and looked at me. "You okay?" "No." "Liar." He looked up at the ceiling, and I pushed up on my arms. "I'm not okay, James. This wasn't supposed to happen." He snorted. "Which one? The first fuck, or the second one?" I slapped him on the chest. "It's not funny." "Oh, come on." He turned on his side, his dark eyes filled with mischief. "We're having fun. Just go with it." "It's not that simple." I moved and got off the bed, taking the sheet and wrapping it around me. "Why? Because you're the daughter of a mafia boss, and I'm a cop?" I pulled my hand through my hair as I paced his room, clutching the sheet between my fingers. "You say that like it's no big deal." He sat up. "So, you are the daughter of a mafia boss?" I paused and glared at him. "Don't. Don't you dare?" "What?" "You're doing that whole reverse psychology thing on me, trying to get me to admit my father is a criminal." His dark eyebrows
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | Carving In The Flesh
πππππJAMESThe damn phone continued to ring, and I started tossing shit around looking for the thing. Finally, I found it under the couch, and honest to God, I had no idea how it got there.I lifted the couch and grabbed my phone. It was Roman. Why the hell was he calling me at-I glanced at my watch-four in the morning. Why the hell was Roman calling me at four in the morning?"It's a little early for a booty call, don't you think?""Gunner, cut the crap. Where were you last night?"I frowned. "I'm sorry, but how is that any of your goddamn business, partner?""Were you in Bolivia?"Instantly, there was a prickle of warning in the back of my skull. "Yeah. Why?"Silence."Roman, what the fuck is going on?""Get your ass down to Bolivia ...now.""What's going-"He hung up. I stared at the phone, thinking the fucker hung up on me. I swore under my breath and headed for the shower. And here I was thinking it wasn't possible I could dislike the man even more. Right now, I did.Within
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | Howling Wolf
πππππππVANESSAThe trip home should have taken me no more than twenty minutes. I left James' apartment almost an hour ago, and I was still driving because I kept taking detour after detour. I didn't want to go home. I didn't know where I wanted to go. All I knew was where I'd been, and that I possibly made the second-worst mistake of my life. But, by God, it was a mistake that felt so damn good, which was probably why I made the same mistake twice in one night. "Dammit!" I slammed my hand against the steering wheel. I was frustrated as hell. One would think after the sex I had with Detective Big-Cock, I wouldn't be feeling so wound up. But I did, because I had to go back to a house full of Italian mobsters and pretend I didn't just have the best sex of my life with a damn cop. As if Antonio weren't pissed off enough with me last night, I had to go fuck a cop too, which was completely against the rules. Again, whose rules? Their rules. My father, my brother, my whole damn f
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | Memories And Fucked Up Situations
πππππππVANESSAI placed my hand in front of my mouth and wept as memories of betrayal and deceit came rushing back. "I didn't know. I had no idea he had planned it all along." "What did that fucker do?" "Afterβ¦after it happenedβ" "After you had sex with him?" He didn't even try to hide the disgust in his voice. I nodded, wiping more tears off my face. "We were at his family's beach house the night it happened. He was so romantic. Dinner, candles, musicβthink of every clichΓ© in the book, that's how perfectly he planned that evening." I snorted, thinking about how blind I was back then. But Enzo played the role of a soft, gentle lover so damn well. Every girl I ever spoke to about their first time had told me how horrible it was. That wasn't the case with me and Enzo. He took it slow while he gradually coaxed me to relax and let him take the lead. While he took my virginity, claiming me, it was the best experience of my lifeβ¦until it all crashed and burned. "Vanessa?"
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | Paranoia And Pleasure
πππππππVANESSAI had no idea why I was doing this again. It wasn't my intention. I just needed to get out of the house since the atmosphere in there was nothing short of toxic the entire day. Antonio was stomping around like a lion with a sore paw. My dad looked beyond pissed at Antonio, of all people. Fuck knew what happened there. And Daniel kept on giving me suspicious glances like he was extracting little pieces of information from my mind, putting together the puzzle of yet another one of my fuck-ups. Like I said, if anyone was going to figure out what the hell I did last night with James, it would be Daniel. So, I had to get out of there. And twenty minutes later, I found myself in front of James' apartment wanting nothing more than to escape the whirlpool of shit that was my life and indulge in another epic sex marathon with Boston's most arrogant, yet hot-as-hell cop. After I texted James like a damn booty call, I had been sitting in my car for about five minutes whe
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