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Auctioned To The Bad Boy CEO by Doris O’Connor

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Hannah Watson has little time for romantic entanglements. After all, she hasn’t met a man yet who can beat her little battery-operated friend.

Until the new CEO arrives. Known for his ruthlessness in business, he’s also every woman’s wet dream—hers included. His temper alone should be a turn off, but her libido is not listening to reason. 

Logan Bryce doesn’t tangle with his employees—ever—until curvy little Hannah makes all of him sit up and take notice. Who knew the starchy, always respectably dressed Ms. Watson had such a naughty side? Her proposal to auction off willing celebrities and suitable staff for a ‘date’ has appeal, especially with Hannah, herself, on the auction block.

The terms of the auction are clear—a twenty-four hour commitment—plenty of time to get her out of his system.

What can possibly go wrong?

Be Warned: mild BDSM, sex toys, spanking

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Mega hot Brit author Doris O’Connor has done it again with another super-hot and sexy read! Auctioned by the Bad Boy CEO has an undeniably sexy and alpha billionaire boss who puts Mr. Grey to shame. Logan Bryce is a man who steps in and takes over companies and makes them more successful when he sees employee Hannah, he decides he wants her too.

Hannah is not remotely happy when a co-worker sets her up to be auctioned off at a work charity function, but her boss sure is. And after an evening of carnal bliss, Hannah is let into Logan’s private life more than he ever wanted her to be. A few days later, it causes Logan to make the wildest business proposition of his life.

As usual, I just loved this book! Doris has a wonderful flair for words when it comes to interpersonal relations between characters, (and the sex is mighty hot too!) You’ll love this book! It’s a keeper!

5starreview

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Excerpt:

“Because you were too busy playing slap the donkey with your schlong.”

“Schlong?” Logan didn’t know whether to be amused or offended at having his cock referred to thus.

“Yes, what would you call that?”

She glanced down at said appendage and attempted to cross her arms. No doubt to hide her body’s far too obvious reaction to him. It made him even harder, eager to lose himself in her soft body and to finish with her what he’d started on his own in the shower. She accidentally grazed his cock with her arm in her attempt to hide her hard nipples from him. Like “come suck me” beacons they pushed against the satin of her gown, and made Logan’s mouth water with the need to taste them. How responsive would those little nubs be as he rolled them between his fingers, sucked them in his mouth, and bit down? Would she like that nip of pain, find it as much as a turn-on as he did, or would that be one step too far for sensible little Hannah? Not that she looked very sensible now with her dilated pupils, and the fine sheen of arousal coating her skin. Her heart beat an uneven staccato at the base of her throat, and a groan escaped her full lips when he ran his nose along that sensitive area and inhaled. Her sweet scent, made more potent by her arousal, called him to bite down, to mark her in the most primitive of ways, but he couldn’t and wouldn’t do that without her consent. To give into his darker desires was a two-edged sword, one he couldn’t allow himself to unleash, not now, perhaps not ever again. Certainly not with someone who worked for him, and with the hearing hanging over his head, he wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize his success there. He owed Claudia that much.

Logan pushed those thoughts down with the same ruthlessness that had made him so successful in the corporate world. They had no business here, not with sweet little Hannah his for the taking and his being so revved up that innocent skin on skin graze of her arm on his cock was almost painful. Predictably, that part of his anatomy jerked. Giving into the demands of his body, he pulled back slightly, took her hand, and wrapped her slender fingers around his shaft.

Another one of those cock-hardening moans came from the woman he was holding a not so reluctant prisoner against his bathroom wall, and he tipped her chin up with his other hand to read her expression.

“I would call that my cock, and unless you really do want me to spank that delicious, round bottom of yours, I suggest you do something to help him out.”

Her digits tightened around his shaft, and Logan swallowed his grunt of pleasure.

“Like this, Sir?”

Her whispered question and the snarky intonation she put on that title made his dominant side roar. She couldn’t know what that did to him, and soon he was past the ability to think, because the feel of her little fist sliding up and down his hard dick, the little mewls she made as though this was a huge turn-on for her, too … fuck it, he was in real danger of shooting his load right there and then, and that just wouldn’t do. He wanted to come inside her tight little pussy the first time around, before he claimed every one of her other willing holes.

Logan fisted his hand in her hair and pulling her head back growled his instructions.

“Enough.”

He pulled Hannah’s hand off his dick and slanted his lips over hers. Her tiny yelp in response to his rough handling granted him access, and he pushed his tongue inside her mouth, while he angled her head just so. When her hands slid up his shoulders and she pushed herself against him, he lost what little restraint he had and kissed her in earnest. He tongue-fucked her, in a very good imitation of what he was aching to do with his cock, while he ground his hips into her soft belly, and, grasping a generous handful of her luscious ass, pulled her tighter into him.

Hannah did not disappoint in her response. She kissed him back with the same feverish desire that coursed through his veins. The need to fill his lungs with oxygen forced him to break the kiss, and, panting, he rested his forehead on hers.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom. I need to be in you, woman. Tell me you want that, too.”

He pulled away just enough to read her expression, and the sight of her kiss-swollen lips, her pale skin already marked by his emerging stubble was the hugest fucking turn-on so far. Still, he had to be sure she was on board with this, so he forced himself to wait for her response. When none was forthcoming, other than the sounds of her rapid breathing, he tugged her hair again, a little harder this time. Tears sprang into her azure eyes, but she also clung tighter and bit her lip.

“Don’t do that. It makes me want to bite you all over, right after I turned your backside raw for not answering me straightaway.”

If that was possible her eyes grew even wider. She whispered something that he couldn’t quite catch over the roaring of his own heartbeat in his ears.

“What was that? Speak up, little dove, or I shall take your silence as consent. After all, you did come and see me, and I warned you what would happen if you did.”

He pulled her plump bottom lip between his teeth and bit down. Hannah gasped and jerked, and he pulled back and licked that tiny drop of blood away. Her life’s essence exploded on his taste buds, made him hungry for more.

“Tell me you’re mine for tonight.”

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Darling Doc (Naughty Forties 1) by Raven McAllan

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This stuff only happens in romance novels…
After a chance meeting on a crowded tram, Sandy has cause to re-evaluate several things.

1) It is perfectly possible to lust after a stranger.
2) It isn’t only fictional heroines who need to carry spare panties.
3) A man’s voice really can almost make you climax in public.
4) Great sex does exist.
5) Being a doctor can complicate things.

When her chance encounter turns up in her surgery, there is only one thing for it. Grab said hunk and the sex on offer with both hands and don’t let go. Alistair isn’t a patient after all … and what two consenting adults get up to in their spare time can’t be love—or can it?

Be Warned: BDSM, sex toys, spanking

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Darling Doc is super hot Scot author Raven McAllan’s first book in her new awesome series Naughty Forties. If this first book is any indication of how the series is going to go, you are all definitely in for a treat!

Doc Sandy is on a tram (train) full of rugby players one day on the way to work when she bumps into a hot Scot in a kilt and he pokes her with his…water bottle. Unfortunately, he’s off to the game.

Famous actor Alastair McCrea stops into Sandy’s practice with a minor injury, and Sandy recognizes him from the tram. He decides not to get treated, after all, a doctor can’t date her patient! What follows is some hot, steamy and decidedly kinky fun! Sandy also has a rather wild practice manager who takes issue with her cheating boyfriend!

5stars

Amazon/Evernight/Bookstrand

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He chuckled. “I wish. For tonight though, as I can’t do everything I want to you, we’ll try this.” He knelt on the floor, then put my legs over his shoulders and his mouth on my clit.

I saw stars, lost the ability to talk and explain where the condoms were if he needed them, and sank into the sensation of being eaten out by a master.

What he could do with his tongue and teeth. He licked, laved, sucked, and nipped. I lapped it all up.

My skin prickled, breath quickened, and my head thrashed from side to side. Oh God, I was so bloody close. I couldn’t hold back, but how could I come when I wanted him inside me first?

With ease.

He pinched my nipples hard, bit my clit, not too hard, and that was it.

He got his scream, and I got my first ever gushing climax.

I have no idea how long it took me to come ‘round. I might have even passed out. I couldn’t swear one way or the other.

When I finally sighed and opened my eyes we were side by side on the bed with his head on the pillows and mine on his chest.

He played with my hair, and I gave into temptation to tease the whorls of hair on his chest, winding them around my fingers and giving them a slight tug.

He reciprocated by tugging on mine—head hair, not chest hair—so I had to look up at him.

“That was one of the most erotic, arousing, and bloody fabulous things I’ve ever seen,” he said frankly. “I’m honored I made you feel like that. Thank you.”

“I’m the one that’s honored,” I replied. “I’ve never ever been that way before. I do think though I need to return the favor. Can I go down on you?”

I didn’t wait for an answer. Well unless you considered the “hell yeah” mutter I heard as I slid down his body until my cheek rested on his stomach as a negative. I chose not to. After all, “hell yeah” was most definitely not “hell no”.

I took his cock in my hands and was rewarded with a twitch and several drops of pre-cum that appeared in the slit and slid down the head in a graceful arc.

His skin was like silk with a hard core of iron. That’s another thing I’ve read and now appreciate. Help, I was getting all poetic, but yes, it was the perfect analogy. And it was all for me.

I had to taste him. Experience every nuance as he fucked my mouth. I wanted it all. I crawled onto my knees and pushed his legs open so I could get up close.

First thing was to get him to a level I wanted, so I put my hands under his ass until he lifted it a little and I angled him so his prick was in the right position for what I intended. Then I shoved some bunched up covers under him to keep him there. Then, oh my, I took the end of his cock into my mouth and licked some of his salty pre-cum.

Talk about nectar.

He groaned again, and his hands tightened on my hair. That slight frisson of pain only added to my arousal. Damned if I might not hump his leg at the same time as sucking him off. Instead I pinched his nipples as I changed my attention on his cock from a lick to a nibble and then put it into my mouth and sucked.

I’ll make no apology to say it was like enjoying a hot ice pole. An oxymoron maybe but you’ll get my gist.

I was in heaven. Sex-filled ecstasy. He writhed, I sucked, he tugged on my hair, and without taking my mouth away from that one area I was giving almost my total attention, I moved so his leg was under my cunt.

I hoped he’d understand, but I had to come with him. Nothing else. I needed him to spill and for me to do the same.

At the same time.

Luckily, he seemed to realize what was hoped for because he stroked my ass, squeezed it, and pushed his thigh harder against me.

I sucked harder.

His nipples were tiny, sharp nubs between my fingertips, his cock so hard I wondered how he stood it.

He stiffened, shuddered, and pulled ever stronger on my hair.

I sucked as hard as I could, scared he was going to pull out. I wanted to milk him dry.

He gave one of those deep, guttural man screams as hot, sticky, salty semen filled my mouth.

I soaked his leg as I came even harder than before.

This time I knew I passed out. The little death certainly hadn’t been little. If I got like this after oral, heaven help me when—and please God it was when—we had full on, fuck like rabbits, cock in cunt sex.

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Saved By Her Vampires by Doris O’Connor

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Everyone knows that happily ever afters only happen in fairy tales. Real life is cruel and painful. Bianca may fantasize about the two hunks in the shadows, but that doesn’t mean they’ll ever notice her. Men as sinfully sexy as the two brothers won’t want a crippled redhead like her.

The New Year has always been a painful reminder for Bianca. She helps out at the annual orphanage’s fancy dress fundraiser to help chase away her demons—until it’s time to leave.

When Sister Maria insists that Bernhard and Archie escort Bianca home, the events that follow change her life forever. The hottest sex she’s ever had cannot account for the changes Bianca sees in the mirror. Vampires aren’t real, right?

Be Warned: menage sex (MFM), double penetration, anal sex

Previously published in Evernight’s Just Vamps anthology

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Doris O’Connor’s Saved By Her Vampires is a novella that is packed with sexy vampire menage goodness. I’ll admit that she’s one of those authors that I have to read her books as soon as they hit the shelf, and this book was no different. I was hooked from word one and couldn’t put my e-reader down until I was finished, it was THAT awesome!

Bianca is a woman who lives in constant pain thanks to a car accident she had when she was a child. She wears a leg brace and wakes up daily to the debilitating pain, but it doesn’t stop her from working with the children of the orphanage all day long. Sister Maria, the nun who runs the orphanage, insists one night that she have one of the men that help with the children walk her home. Bernhard is a tall, blonde, blue-eyed hunk. He also has a brother Archie, who is tall, dark-haired, and equally hot. They both walk her home, and after asking to be invited in, start their seduction. What follows is enough to make you need the air conditioning on because it’s so hot! And those love bites? Well, they are a bit sharp.

You’ll definitely want to keep the ice bucket around for this one because it’s just so, so, steamy!

5stars

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Archie’s hands dug into her bad leg, and she couldn’t help her flinch of pain.

“I’m sorry. How much does it hurt?” Archie asked.

“It’s not too bad. The fog doesn’t help.”

“Neither does running yourself ragged helping out at the orphanage.” Bernhard sounded almost angry, and she shrank away from the intense expression on his face.

“I do not run myself ragged, and besides, I love those kids. They have no one. I know only too well what that feels like.” Her voice was far too wobbly, and Bianca resolutely blinked the last few tears lingering on her eyelashes away. She didn’t want the brothers’ pity, damn it.

Not that the hungry way their gazes devoured her spoke of pity right now. Her flesh heated under their quiet regard. Her breath hitched, her heart galloped, and she sat like a rabbit caught in the headlights of an oncoming car, waiting for their next move.

An unspoken communication seemed to be going on between the two men, and Bianca melted a little inside when Bernhard smiled again. Oh, he really looked good enough to eat when he smiled.

“You have us now, my pretty.”

“Yes, little one.”

She turned her head to see Archie looking at her with the same steely determination that she’d seen in his brother’s face.

“You don’t have to sweet talk me, you know. I’m a safe bet.”

Archie laughed, and Bernhard swore.

“Are you now, little one? Well, in that case it would be most ungentlemanly of us to keep the lady waiting, would it not, Bernhard?”

“No one has ever accused us of not acting like gentlemen, brother, that’s for sure, but we should take this to the bedroom.” He rose as he spoke, and then it was Archie’s turn to scoop her up as though she weighed less than a feather. She clung to his shoulders, only letting go long enough to point in the direction of her bedroom when Bernhard asked where it was. He led the way, and Archie followed. Every step pitched the butterflies in her stomach into a frenzied orgy of excitement. By the time Archie lowered her onto the well-loved bedspread covering her bed, she was shivering in anticipation.

Bernhard claimed her mouth in a breathtaking kiss, and Archie trailed open-mouthed kisses along her leg. He nipped a path along the jagged scars with his teeth. His kisses left a delicious tingle in their wake that completely obliterated any leftover pains in that leg. Bernhard took the kiss deeper. He drank from her mouth as though it was the sweetest nectar. Their tongues dueled together in an ever more passionate dance, whilst his hands roamed her body and slowly pulled the dress off her shoulders until her breasts were exposed in their lacy bra. He broke the kiss and ran his knuckles over her nipples. Hard little nubs of sensitivity, they chafed against their confines, and Bianca moaned when Archie reached up and pulled down the bra cups.

“Beautiful.” His breath danced across her quivering abdomen, and she arched her spine. Bernhard took a nipple between his teeth and bit down gently. The sensation shot straight to her clit, and Bianca thrust her hips up at Archie in a silent plea. He smiled, and, reading her correctly, he slid the dress further off her body until she was just in her thong. He blew across the wet fabric barely covering her mound, and Bianca bucked as her clit swelled in response. She moaned and panted her arousal. The needy sounds coming from her seemed alien to her. Who was this person begging for them to take her, to not stop, to please, please fuck her?

Bernhard released her nipples with one last gentle scrape of his teeth and worked his way back up to her mouth. He caught her scream of surprise in his kiss as Archie pulled her thong off and latched onto that swollen bundle of nerves between her thighs. He pushed two fingers deep into her channel at the same time and curled them just right to have her climbing the rungs of sexual bliss in seconds. Bernhard’s tongue in her mouth mirrored Archie’s thrusting fingers, and Bianca gave herself up to the ever-increasing spirals of bliss traveling from her pussy outwards. Just as she hovered on the precipice of her orgasm Archie bit down on her clit, and Bianca screamed at the sharp pain. Pain that changed to white-hot shards of arousal rushing through her veins as Archie started to suck. She was dimly aware of Bernhard’s muttered curse in her ear, followed by another sharp pain to her neck that sent her tumbling into wave after wave of the most intense set of orgasms ever.

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Phenex’s Retribution (Demons on Wheels MC 4) by Ravenna Tate

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They don’t call her Wonder Tongue for nothing, but Meghan Sanders longs to be more than a sweetbutt, cook, and bartender at Scotty’s Place—the posh strip club the Demons on Wheels MC owns. She wants Phenex. She’s held that secret in her heart, never daring to wonder if he felt the same way. Because if he knew her past, why would he want her?

Phenex, the Demons on Wheels MC Road Captain, finds it difficult to get close to anyone. A tragic event in his childhood keeps him emotionally closed and distant. When he accidentally uncovers something hidden in Meghan’s past, a stronger bond than great sex begins to form. He’s had a thing for this extraordinary woman for two years, but she doesn’t know that.

Can these two heal old wounds that hold their hearts captive, and find love with one another? Or is it too late?

Be Warned: anal sex

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This is the fourth book in Ravenna Tate’s Demon on Wheel’s MC series. And while you could probably read this as a stand-alone, you would be much better off reading the entire series from the beginning in order. Otherwise, you would miss the ongoing story arc.
Phenex, aka Rick Gucwa, is the Road Captain of the Demons on Wheels. He’s also got a big crush on bartender and sweetbutt (sorry, but that name makes me cringe.) Meghan Sanders aka Wonder Tongue. (Again, cringing) Meghan has earned this nickname because of what she can do with her tongue. (You don’t need me to explain that right?) But Meghan would also prefer to be with just Phenex. The problem with these two is that neither of them will communicate that fact with each other.
Meghan has an ex that is in jail doing time for armed robbery, but he belongs in there for far worse for what he’s done to her. It’s when we get her full story that we actually feel bad for her and start to ignore the fact that she’s been with the other members of the MC as well and it makes her more human.
Of course, club business is still going on, and a new threat to the club means changes may be coming that none of them are too happy about. For now, they are still run by mob boss Donny, and that means when a bit of violence needs to happen, well…it does. If you are expecting a hearts and flowers romance here, then look elsewhere. This is a raw, gritty portrayal of life in an MC and a strip club.Ravenna seems to have an inside look, even if it isn’t always pretty and wrapped up with a bow, it can be quite steamy!

5stars

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They didn’t call her Wonder Tongue for nothing. But before he enjoyed one of her fantastic blowjobs, Phenex wanted to make her come. Hard. That asshole tonight hitting her had pissed him off something fierce. Not only was she the kindest sweetbutt here, but she was one hell of a cook and bartender.

At twenty-seven years old, she was more mature than most of the people who lived here, even those older than she was. Phenex liked that about her. He could hold an intelligent conversation with her, and she wasn’t catty or gossipy like most of the other women.

She reached for his jeans again after he released her mouth, but he stopped her once more, this time grabbing both wrists. “Later. You first.”

“Oh my. What’s the occasion?” She laughed, and he did, too.

It was an old joke between them, dating back to the first time she’d given him a blowjob. He’d been so out of his fucking mind with lust, he’d lain there after she finished, watching her play with herself, for a good ten minutes before his fucking brain woke up and he finished the job for her with his mouth. Ever since then, they joked about him not only going first, but almost letting her do herself that night.

Not this time. He brushed his hands over her breasts. She wore a tank top and shorts, which was what most of them wore when they weren’t working or dancing. And no bra, despite her nice, big tits. He certainly didn’t mind that. He also didn’t mind her lush, curvy body.

Phenex liked real women, and Meghan was as lush as they came, in his opinion. She didn’t talk about her weight like some of them did, and that fact made her sexier. She was confident, and didn’t give a shit that she wasn’t rail thin. She was the most gorgeous, perfect woman he’d ever seen.

He ran his hands through her curly, red hair. “I love this color. Have I told you that?”

She laughed again. “Yes. Many times.” She planted tiny kisses up and down his neck, sending shivers down his spine. This woman went beyond making him hard. She touched his soul. They had a connection as friends that Phenex had never felt with any of the other sweetbutts or dancers. And when she turned those green eyes in his direction, Phenex’s heart thumped like a teen who has just had his first glimpse of a real woman.

Phenex pulled off her tank top so he could bite her nipples. He loved her tits, and she loved having them squeezed, licked, sucked, and bitten. She moaned loudly and dug her nails into his hair, which sent fresh desire racing through him. He circled each taut peak with his tongue before going in for another quick nibble.

The mounds of flesh in his hands had given his cock hours of delight in the past, but he wanted to fuck that incredible mouth tonight. He kissed her again, working his tongue over hers. That tongue had driven them all insane with fucking lust. She wrapped her arms around him and pushed her lush body against his, breaking down his resolve to take his time.

How the fuck could he help it? She was the sexiest woman he’d ever fucked, and he’d certainly had his fair share. Phenex released her mouth so his brain cells would synapse again, and pulled off her shorts. She waxed her pussy, which drove him fucking over the edge with the need to posses it. It was so goddamn sexy, and the tiny ladybug tattoo on the inside of her upper left thigh added to the allure.

He pushed her onto her back and swiveled her hips toward the edge of the bed. After kneeling between her legs, he licked the juices off her labia. “You always taste so fucking good.”

“That feels wonderful.” She grasped fistfuls of his hair again, pulling his face closer, but Phenex didn’t mind. He loved eating pussy almost as much as he loved having his cock sucked.

When he slid two fingers into her wet hole, she arched her hips and cried out. “How close are you, Wonder Tongue?”

“Pretty damn close, but don’t let that stop you from giving it your full attention.”

He laughed. “Oh, I won’t.” Phenex’s dick was so fucking hard now it was painful, but that only added to the fun. He moved his fingers in and out of her pussy, coaxing the orgasm from her.

After watching the skin on her labia turn dark for a few seconds, he spread her folds with the other hand and lapped at her swollen clit, increasing the pressure and speed of his tongue, until her moans were continuous and loud. When tiny contractions inside her pussy fluttered against his fingers, he sucked her clit, hard.

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Her Best Friend’s Husband by Doris O’Connor

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Your best friend’s wedding is not the time to realize how much you love him…

Wedding organizer Naomi Young is not only head-over-heels in love with her best friend, she lusts after his husband.

Which is all kinds of wrong—isn’t it? Maybe not. Especially when she discovers the attraction is not as one-sided as she thought.

Dom Dawson Monroe has never had a problem going after what he wants. Both he and his new husband Josh Garrison enjoy a woman’s soft touch, so who better to satisfy that need than the one woman Josh is madly in love with? Time to claim them both as his submissives.

Convention be damned. Happiness is to be found in the soft curves of Naomi’s body, as long as they can convince her that this is forever. Only time will tell if the loving twosome can become an even more loving threesome.

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My Best Friend’s Husband is an inter-racial, M/M/F short story by super storyteller Doris O’Connor. I’m always on tenterhooks waiting for Doris to come out with a new story, and every time, it’s worth the wait!

Wedding planner Naomi is stuck in the wedding from hell, her best friend’s wedding. The problem? She’s in love with him, and thanks to his crazy uncle, he’s marrying another man. Both Josh and Dawson are in love with each other, but when they get back from their honeymoon, Dominant Dawson and Naomi’s best friend and fellow sub Josh begin their campaign to let Naomi know that they intend to bring her into their family, making them a triad.

This may be a short story, but it’s packed full of steamy hot romance and sex that can’t be missed. It’s another rousing success for Doris O’Connor!

5stars

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“Perhaps the boy’s timing was unfortunate, but he would only owe you an apology if you hadn’t enjoyed that kiss. And we all know you did. I’d wager you’re getting wet just remembering those kisses. I know I got hard witnessing it. You two look hot together.”

 

Naomi gasped and opened her mouth as though to protest, but one knowing smirk from Dawson meant she simply shook her head.

 

“Nothing to say to that, little one?”

 

That question, delivered in that deep, dark, gravelly voice—his Dom voice, as Josh called it—appeared to have the same effect on Naomi, as it always did on him. Her breathing sped up, and she tensed. While he couldn’t see them from his position in his back seat, Josh bet his next orgasm that her nipples were hard little beacons signaling her arousal as clearly as the moan she swallowed. It made him wish this infernal journey was over already. He couldn’t wait to see his life-long friend squirm in pleasure under his and Dawson’s hands.

 

His Master’s gaze dropped down to Naomi’s cleavage and Dawson’s grin turned positively sinful.

 

“Never mind words, your body gives you away. If I touched you now, I’d find you sopping wet for us, wouldn’t I? In fact…”

 

Dawson reached across and placed his large hand on Naomi’s knee. She jumped but didn’t stop him as he proceeded to pull up the hem of her dress, exposing acres of dark skin.  The contrast of Dawson’s much lighter hand on Naomi’s thighs was startling. Josh groaned, and Naomi crunched the gear again as the traffic started moving.

 

“Please, I … don’t.” She flung an imploring look at Master and gasped when his hand briefly disappeared between her ample thighs. Josh balled his hands into fists to stop himself from grasping his dick, because seeing Master’s hand reappear seconds later, his digits glistening with the unmistakable evidence of Naomi’s arousal … fuck, that was hot.

 

Dawson grinned, licked one digit, and then held his hand out for Josh.

 

“Here, have a taste.”

 

His amber eyes darkened when Josh grasped Master’s hand. Naomi’s sweet, addictive taste exploded on his taste buds, made ten times more potent because it was mixed in with the familiar scent of the man he loved to distraction. Josh’s balls drew up in response, and he grunted as his dick jerked inside his pants.

 

“No coming without my say-so, boy. Besides, you make a mess in our girl’s car you’ll be cleaning it up.”

 

“Oh my God, you two are too much. I’m sitting right here, you know. Are either one of you going to actually ask me what I think?”

 

Naomi’s voice had risen to a shrill screech in her agitation. It served as an ice-cold dampener to Josh’s arousal, and he hastily released Dawson’s hand.

 

“Of course, we do.” He threw an imploring glance at his husband, and Dawson gave a sharp nod. Relief flooded through Josh, at that non-verbal confirmation that his Master was more than willing to step in.

 

“None of this will work without your consent, and communication is vital. I just don’t appreciate you lying to yourself, or us, girl,” Dawson said.

 

Naomi tensed further, and Josh could almost see the steam coming out of her ears. Any minute now she would explode in anger.

 

“Look, Naomi, what Dawson is trying to say—”

 

“Spare me, Josh.” Naomi glared at him through the rearview mirror, and in a move that wouldn’t have been amiss in a Bond movie, she pulled into the fast lane and put her foot down, as the traffic cleared. Dawson’s hand braced on the dashboard again, and when he looked all set to say something, Josh put his hand on his Master’s shoulder. Dawson glanced back at him, and his brows drew together in a frown at Josh’s shake of the head. He heeded his request, however, and didn’t say anything, as Naomi broke every speed limit in the land in her haste to seemingly get away from them all.

 

An awkward silence fell between them all, only broken by Naomi’s soft curses when she had to slow down for the inevitable traffic, interspersed by Dawson’s sighs.

 

Oh, Master was pissed and getting more annoyed by the minute. One of Dawson’s unbreakable rules was the need for his submissives to stay safe. Unwittingly Naomi was breaking that rule, and Josh knew he had to say something to calm this situation down.

 

“Slow down, sweet cheeks. Getting us killed will not get us there any faster. I’m sorry okay.”

 

Naomi gasped and glanced at him through the mirror. The sheen of tears in her eyes was like a punch to the gut, and he put his hand on her shoulder. He took the fact that she didn’t immediately shrug him off as a good sign. “I’m sorry I sprung this on you, but I’m not sorry I kissed you. I’m not sorry this is out in the open. We should have probably had this conversation before I got married, but there never seemed a right time, and I’m a fucking coward, okay? I was too afraid to lose our friendship, but we could be so good together. All of us.”

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Billionaire Hero (Billionaire Bikers MC Book 3) by Sam Crescent

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Billionaire Bikers MC, 3

Lewis Cox has devoted his entire life to hunting Mandy, his neighbor who as a child was kidnapped by traffickers. Even now that she’s safe, and in his life, he knows there’s no way he can stop his mission. He can’t let other women live through what she had.  

Mandy was raped, beaten, tortured, and left to die—but the memory of Lewis always helped her throughout her life. Now that she’s free, Lewis is helping her take her life back. Everything she missed out on while she’d been enslaved is now hers. Still, her life was tainted, and she’s seen and done things no one should ever have to. She’s guilty, too, and now she wonders if she has the right to love Lewis at all… 

Lewis’s guilt threatens to swallow him whole. He is in love with Mandy, and wants nothing more than to give her the life she deserves. When the monster from her past comes back, Mandy’s life is in danger once again, and it’s up to Lewis to save her. Can he be her hero a second time?

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Sam Crescent is a writer that frankly amazes me. As a blogger and a writer, I am simply amazed at the number of books she turns out. But it’s the content that almost always blows my mind, and this book does just that. Billionaire Hero is the third in a series about a rich group of bikers that meet in secret to help stop human trafficking. Lewis Cox, their president, founded the group to help people like Mandy Watson, the girl who was taken at 10 years of age when he was 18 and supposed to be watching her. It took him 12 years, but he became rich, and never stopped looking until he found her.

Mandy spent years in hell, but her crush saved her. Now she’s a full grown woman who wants Lewis, but there’s a reward on her head they’ll all have to deal with first. The Billionaire’s Club MC is on the case! They try to hunt down the man who will do anything to have Mandy back to punish her! Soon both Lewis and Elijah learn that Mandy is not the same girl she was, and Elijah is going down!

This was an incredible book by Sam Crescent, you can bet I’ll be reading the rest of the series. Bravo to Sam for spotlighting the problem of Human trafficking.

5stars

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Mandy didn’t know how she had gotten to be a rotten egg. She’d been in her bathing suit and near the pool. Within seconds, Lewis had thrown his shirt over his head and hit the water before she’d even gotten to the edge of the pool.

“Rotten egg,” he said, breaking the surface.

“That’s not fair. You’re not even in bathing trunks.”

“So? They’re still briefs, and they’re like trunks. It’s good enough for me.” He floated along the surface, showing his “trunks.”

“You cheated.”

“Now you’re creating rules because you don’t like the fact you’re a loser.”

She climbed into the pool and gave him a wide berth.

“Is that the game you’re going to play?”

“You cheated.”

“I did not. You didn’t mention once that there were rules. Before calling rotten egg, you should have said so.”

She rolled her eyes, but knew he was right. She was just teasing him, having fun.

He’d always tag her as a kid, and they’d run home.

Her brother often thought it was a childish game. She loved it, though. When it came to Lewis, she had loved him for a long time.

Lewis swam beside her, and she smiled at him. “I was only playing around.”

“I know. You couldn’t stay angry with me for long.” His hands wrapped around her waist, and he lifted her up, and then brought her down into the water.

By the time she broke the surface, she was laughing. She couldn’t help it. “You’re a complete nut.”

“You love it.”

She did love it.

As she splashed water on him, he did the same to her, and for over an hour, they goofed around in the pool. For the first time since being a kid, she felt carefree. It was a nice feeling, and not one she wanted to lose.

Lewis left the pool first, and when he came out from the house, he held a bottle of sunscreen. “You’re going to burn.”

“I want to burn. I don’t want to get out of the water.” She floated on her back and stared up at the sky. It was so clear, so bright, and so perfect.

She never wanted to leave this moment.

Sunburn hurt though, so she climbed out of the pool and walked toward him. Sitting down on the chair, she took the towel he gave her and began to dry off.

“I love the pool.”

“I’m glad. It’s hot out, and I don’t see it letting up for some time.”

“Nah, it probably won’t. That’s the bonus of having a pool to cool off in.” After she was dried, she sat still as Lewis rubbed the sunscreen into her flesh. She loved his touch more than anything. His fingers were gentle, and his touch aroused her in ways that she didn’t think were possible. Reality was setting in. Before coming down to the pool, he’d wanted to talk. She couldn’t shirk her duties any longer. He’d given her this time, and it was now time for her to find out what he wanted to know. “What did you want to talk about?”

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Gorgon’s Vengeance (Demons On Wheels MC 2) by Ravenna Tate

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Chloe Dolan’s life is perfect. She’s the MC President’s old lady, she loves to dance at Scotty’s Place—the strip club the MC owns and operates, and she and Gorgon are deeply in love. But Chloe’s perfect life falls apart one night after her last set when she spots her abusive ex-boyfriend, Brad, in the crowd. He’s been gone a year, but now it appears he’s back to stay.

As Gorgon and the MC Brothers deal with the fallout from a turf war, they have their hands full from the Outlaw Dogs MC. In the meantime, Brad is stalking Chloe. He’s sending notes to the club, and every time Chloe goes into town, she spots him. Eventually, Chloe is reduced to hiding inside the club.

When the power goes out during a tornado warning, Brad breaks into the club. Can Gorgon save the only woman he’s ever loved?

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Kudos to Ravenna Tate. Gorgon’s Vengeance is the second book in her Demons On Wheels MC series, and she manages to do a spectacular job exploring the MC world with tough but lovable bikers, sassy but sweet strippers, and some totally steamy sex scenes that will have you reaching for a fan!

Gorgon, better known as Billy Westfall is the president of the demon named Demons on Wheels motorcycle club. They operate the strip club “Scotty’s Place” and do jobs for mob boss Donny. If you have been following the series and read the awesome first book, “Tannin’s Thunderbolt”, the club has just gotten a new pairing. Tannin, the sergeant-at-arms and Rai, a woman formerly on the run from mob boss Vito. With all of the drama settled, Chloe, a stripper also known as legs has settled in with her man Gorgon. She came to the club after being beaten and abused by her ex, Brad. She feels safe with all of the members around, but somehow, Brad shows up in the club, and he wants Chloe. Can the guys find Brad and keep Chloe safe?

Ravenna does a spectacular job with this MC romance. The suspense is just enough to make it juicy and she has made a biker and stripper totally lovable characters. Just Love IT!!!

5 Super Kinkalicious Stars!

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Chloe never ceased to be amazed that she could become so aroused, so quickly, whenever Gorgon was near her. All he had to do was look into her eyes, or call her “Chloe” instead of her stage name.

His dark eyes bored into hers, filled with lust and love. Chloe licked her lips and brushed one hand down his back, over his ass, and around the front of his jeans to massage his bulge through the fabric. “I don’t want to think about scary things anymore tonight.”

Gorgon grunted, cupped her face, and bent his head for a rough kiss. He shoved his tongue into her mouth, chasing away the demons in her mind. Gone were the horrible memories of what Brad had put her through, and the shock of seeing him tonight. Instead, Chloe let go and welcomed the heady sensation of being taken by the man she loved.

He moved his mouth to her neck, planting tiny bites there. “Get your clothes off, baby. I need to fuck you now.”

Chloe peeled off her tank top and shorts, tossing them across the room. He grasped her breasts and squeezed them together in his strong hands. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful.”

It had taken her weeks after arriving here to stop trembling in his presence. His dark hair, so soft to the touch, hung down to his shoulders when he didn’t have it tied back. The hairstyle gave him an unruly, lawless appearance that had both excited and frightened her at first.

“I’m gonna explode, baby. On your knees. Take out my dick.”

Her pussy was soaking wet. She loved it when Gorgon spoke to her this way, because she knew how much he loved her. It wasn’t rude or abusive in her mind. This was just his way. He’d lie down in front of a train for her. When he commanded her like this, it turned her on something fierce because there was love and devotion behind it, not fear or oppression.

Chloe dropped to her knees and rubbed her chin over his bulge, teasing him. He grabbed her hair and tugged, hard. “Chloe, dammit … I’m fucking dying here.”

She undid the button on his jeans and pulled down the zipper. He never wore underwear, so she took care not to catch anything as she eased the jeans down his rock-hard thighs. His cock was red, swollen, and already slick with pre-cum. “You’ve missed me, Billy, haven’t you?”

“Baby, I always miss you. Suck me hard. Swallow my cum.”

Chloe slid her tongue up and down the shaft, enjoying the contrast between the veins and the satiny skin. Gorgon moaned loudly, tugging on her hair to move her closer. “Come on, baby. Don’t tease me. You know what I want.”

She knew, but the power it gave her to hold back was as much of a rush as the actual act. Chloe licked his balls before swirling her tongue over his shaft again. When she finally took him into her mouth, he groaned loudly and pushed his dick all the way inside.

After relaxing her throat muscles, she curled her lips around her teeth and let him fuck her with the entire length. Chloe massaged his balls with one hand and teased the soft skin between his sac and upper thighs with the other. She always gave her man what he liked.

Her hair hurt from him pulling on it so hard, and her mouth was sore, but she didn’t mind. This domination was what she loved. Because when it was over, he’d hold her all night and caress her skin, telling her over and over how beautiful she was, and how much he loved her. Things he’d never say unless they were alone. Words he spoke only to her, intimacies shared only between them.

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Fat Mate (Alpha Shifter Collection 8) by Sam Crescent

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All Zadie Cox has ever wanted was to find a mate, fall in love, and have lots of kids. The problem is … no one wants her. The pack doesn’t care for a woman with curves, and no man wants “a fat mate”, which is what they’ve called her. 

Dante Locker hates pack politics. When he’s invited on a month long visit to a neighboring pack, he knows there’s a catch. The alpha has a daughter—but there’s no way Dante’s mating with her. Then the moment he enters the town square, the redhead with the killer curves grabs his attention. He wants her, and Dante’s a rich alpha, a businessman, and he always gets what he wants. 

No man has ever wanted Zadie, but there’s something about this new alpha. The way he walks, talks … and his devotion calls not only to her wolf, but to her. Can Zadie leave the pack that she has called home? Will she fall in love with Dante? Or is this just a month-long fling?

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I am a big fan of Sam Crescent’s, her fantabulous writing is only one part of it. Through most of my childhood and particularly high school, I was bullied horribly for being fat. I was called names, shunned, beat-up, and lots of other things. Adulthood got better, but being overweight left it’s stigma. The dedication in this book called to me as I imagine it does to many, and Sam writes books for the fat girls who deserve love just as much as the size 4 girls do too!

Fat Mate is about a wolf named Zadie. She’s the fat girl amongst a skinny wolf pack, and a loner.When another wolf pack comes to visit, Zadie is in the nursery with the babies. Dante wants a mate and after seeing Zadie, he wants her. But he ends up having to recruit his sister to befriend her as her pack, her brother, and even Zadie herself see her as the “Fat Mate” and he has to work hard to gain Zadie’s love and boost her self esteem.

Even if this is a shifter story, it still warms the heart and teaches us all that no matter what size, we all have someone out there for us and we all deserve love! Bravo Sam!

5 Fantabulous Stars!

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“You can’t run away from me for the rest of the month.”

“I have no intention of running, Dante. This was a big mistake.”

“No, it wasn’t. You and I both know it wasn’t. Don’t be a coward, and stop trying to pretend you don’t feel this, too.”

She finally looked him in the eye. “What do you want me to say? My body just reacted, and it scared me.”

“No. I want you to admit that you’re turned on by me. That the thought of me touching you, licking you, arouses you.” He paused, giving his words a chance to sink in. “Because I know that I do. From the first moment, I saw you a couple of days ago, I knew I wanted you.” He gripped her hip tightly. “And if you feel anything for me, or want to feel then you will ditch this party, and you will meet me at my cottage in thirty minutes.” He pulled away from her, leaving her on the dancefloor, as he said his goodbyes to Bethany, and told his sister to find another place to stay that night.

When he was sure no one was watching, he slipped away, and made his way back toward his cottage. No one was around, and he and Zadie would have privacy. Entering his home, he poured himself a glass of water, and waited.

Time passed. The clock on the wall seeming to mock him as it ticked on by, letting him know that time was running out. When twenty minutes passed, the door to the cottage opened, and there she was, in the kitchen.

“I don’t know what is happening here. I don’t get it. I don’t understand it, and it frightens me, more than anything.” She fisted her hands at her side. “All of my life I’ve been made aware that I’m undesir—”

“My dick is rock hard right now,” he said, cutting her off. “Some men think your curves are less attractive. I think they’re fucking fools. Your tits, I can’t wait to have them bouncing above me as I fuck you hard. Your ass, I want it nestled against my cock as I pound you. Your thighs, I want them wrapped around my waist, claiming me as I want to do to you.” He left the kitchen, and advanced toward her. He stopped only when he was right in front of her, and there was no way to escape, or at least no escape from him. He moved her backward until she was against the wall, and he placed his hands on either side of her, trapping her. “I’m getting tired of you thinking that you’re not attractive, when every single time I look at you, I think of only the dirty things I want to do to you. It should be illegal.”

Her chest was rising and falling with her breathing. The dress she wore molded to her tits and waist, and flared out over her hips.

Putting his fingers at her knee, he slowly began to lift them up, going underneath her skirt. The lemon scent was coming off her in waves, and making his mouth water for a single taste of her.

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Abel’s Obsession by Lynn Burke

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Abel’s Obsession

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Release Date: August 30, 2017

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A young man of religious fervor and self-control, Abel Beiler has every intention of honoring his parents and being baptized into the Amish church. The woman with red curls and flashing green eyes in the back of a convertible, however, makes Abel wonder what life with the English might be like.

He strives to withstand temptation, but the memory of the woman he yearns to dominate, coupled with the explicit images in his cousin’s filthy magazine, threatens his restraint.

Red, his sinful obsession, haunts his shameful dreams and becomes a secret part of his life. When faced with truth beyond faith, Abel must decide where he belongs—with the Amish community, or the woman who owns his heart.

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Abel Beiler’s story came about while visiting my parents in Amish country this past April. While leaving for home early Sunday morning, I pulled up to a stop sign at a four-way intersection as horses labored to pull their Amish owners and families in their buggies to Sunday worship. 

One young man in an open buggy sat to my right at the stop sign, unsmiling, leaning forward, elbows on knees and reins slack in his hands. I had this overwhelming urge to smile at him, trying to bring a little sunshine to his miserable countenance. 

My plan didn’t work, and even though I was in an SUV with 3 children, the idea of Abel and Dani slammed into my brain, occupying my thoughts the whole way home. I voice-to-text in my phone’s notepad off and on the entire seven hour ride back to Massachusetts as Abel whispered his struggle to find himself in my brain.

Abel’s Obsession is by far the raunchiest story I’ve written to date, and I’m hoping the most eye-opening as well. An oppressed life isn’t a joyful one, and finding the strength to free yourself isn’t always easy. Neither is the choice to take wing and fly.

~Lynn

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I’m going to start this by saying that I’m a big fan of Lynn Burke’s books, but I did have a bit of trouble with this one. Abel is Amish. This book starts out when he’s 16 years-old, and we go through the events in his early life that bring him up to the age of 22, including his first sighting of our heroine, Dani.

I had a difficult time staying engaged at the beginning parts of this book. Maybe it’s because of the subject matter, I just can’t get into finding Amish men sexy, and that’s my preference. But Lynn is an incredible writer and can make pretty much any subject hot. That being said, the affair between Dani and Abel was enjoyable. However, I just didn’t find Abel particularly hot. Lynn does get high marks for her storytelling, research, and attention to detail. Lynn is an absolutely fabulous author!

4 Stars

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Much later and hoarse from singing for two hours, my curiosity overrode my better sense, and I followed Eli into the hayloft of their barn. While I held the kerosene lamp, he climbed high into the rafters and returned with a magazine clutched in his hand.

“Got this from my new English friend, Toby.” He sat on a bale, opened the magazine, and turned it toward me.

Lust kicked me in the gut, and I couldn’t speak.

A naked woman lay spread eagle and bound by ropes to a bed, a blindfold and some sort of ball gag in her mouth. A man loomed over her, whip in hand. Tear streaks lined the woman’s face. Red slashes marked her thighs. Wetness coated the pink folds of her sex, glistening, and set my mouth to watering.

The image burned into my brain—submission in an entirely different way than the Old Order’s definition of the word. Spirituality is submission, is what had been reiterated in my ears since childhood. Self-surrender. The willingness to give up oneself to the community and Gott’s chosen leaders.

I soaked in the sinful picture, and for the first time in my life wanted power. Wanted control. I wanted a woman’s submission like the man in leather beside her owned. Unable to tear my gaze off the image, I struggled to swallow.

“Didn’t know people actually did this shit.”

Eli’s curse, the first I had heard from him, barely registered past the blood rushing in my ears. My body tensed as longing to be the man standing over that woman, whip in hand raced through me faster than any thoroughbred—or car.

The image of Red flashed in my mind, and suddenly it was her bound to the bed in the picture, breathing heavily, trembling, and begging for me…

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The Cleaner by Kera Faire

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Rhonda Verene never thought she’d find herself pregnant and on her own with no means of getting in touch with the father. If only she hadn’t deleted his number in anger. There is only one thing to do, pull up her soon-to-be maternity knickers and find the one bit of family she has left—her brother.

Dan Traynor hated having to leave Rhonda behind. When his country needed him, however, he acted. Besides, it’s not every day you’re offered a job with the Dispatchers. He wasn’t ready for Rhonda to crash into his workplace in search of her missing brother, never mind the whole becoming a daddy issue.

With everyone’s life in danger, the time hardly seems right to resume their relationship, but love always finds a way. Especially on Death Isle.

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Alas, all good things must come to an end. Sadly, this is the last book of the Death Isle series by Kera Faire, and I’m very sad to see it go. I’m going to miss all of the Dispatchers and their wonderfully dominant ways. I think I’ll even miss the man-eating pigs.

Our last tome is a short novella about Rhonda and dispatcher Dan. Dan has had to make a decision between Rhonda and duty to his country by dispatching, so he’s left poor Rhonda to do his duty and with a bun in the oven.

Rhonda shows up on Dark Isle to find her brother to let him know she’s pregnant She’s in for a big surprise when not only is her brother not there to greet her, but Dan and the rest of the dispatchers. Turns out though, they are all in for a surprise!

Despite how short this is, it’s packed full of suspense and drama befitting the last of the Death Isle series. As I said, I’m remarkably sad to see it go. Who knows, maybe she’ll come up with an offshoot. It’s been an amazing ride!

5 Kinkalicous Kera Stars

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He was so good at making her want more.

 

How could she have ever sent him away? He was the only person who could make her feel like this—alive, ready to do whatever her Sir told her. To wait, patiently—almost—as he gave her the attention she required and allowed and encouraged her to fly and sink into that perfect sub space of knowing she was his. Rhonda moaned as her ass warmed and her breathing sped up. It was a dream, surely? Nothing as good as this sense of belonging had been hers since he went. But it seemed oh so real. It had to be real.

 

He’d come back. Joy filled her along with arousal. Her thighs were damp and herclit hard. The pulse between her pussy and ass throbbed as she waited for what might, just mighthappen next.

 

“Hello, my sweetness. Is my pet ready for me?”

 

“Yes, Sir. Oh yes.”

 

The heat and the intensity of his gaze as he stroked her cheek, the way his eyes sparkled and his lips quirked, were enough for her nipples to become hard stinging nubs. His cock—oh my his magnificent cock—the tip shining with the evidence of his arousal, made her throat dry and her body tingle. He bent and took one of those hard nubs into his mouth with a nip and a bite at the same time as his dick pressed against her pussy. Rhonda moved restlessly, inched nearer and gave into one long, breathy moan of need. She was eager to taste him, experience him inside her once more and relieve the heightening tension and arousal that flooded through her body.

 

“Enough, sweetness. I say when, do I not?” He pinched her non-bitten nipple. “Your arousal is mine to give or deny. Be a good little pet and all will be yours.”

 

That sharp instantaneous pain made her jump, even as he spread her legs and positioned his cock at her entrance.

 

“Ready? I’m going to ride you hard and fast. Hear you scream my name and ‘thank your Sir’. For we both need this don’t we, pet? Get ready and …”

 

“No…” Her scream echoed around the room. “God, no, the baby, n…” She opened her eyes.

 

Her ass hurt for all the wrong reasons.

 

It was a bloody dream.

 

She’d fallen asleep sitting at the table and half slipped off the bench. So one cheek was on cushion and one on wood and the crack of her ass was wedged most uncomfortably between the two.

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