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Authors: Sommer Marsden

Tags: #Romance, #Erotica, #General, #Fiction


H
o
w
b
a
re
ly?”
She
lick
e
d
his l
o
w
e
r
lip and
he
g
re
w
t
e
nse
a
gainst h
er
. “
S
o
b
a
re
ly
that
I’
m
sca
r
ing mys
e
lf. I
hav
e
n

t…”
He
st
o
pp
ed
.

G
o
d
,
d
a
r
e
she
h
o
pe
it? Was
it
e
v
e
n
p
o
ssi
b
l
e
?
She
d
i
d
n

t
say
a
w
o
r
d
th
o
ug
h.
L
iv
r
an h
e
r
h
an
d
s
d
o
wn
be
tw
e
e
n
th
e
m.
F
ee
ling
his
b
o
d
y
ag
a
inst
h
e
r
han
d
s, fi
r
m
and
st
r
o
n
g, cl
o
s
e
r
than
s
he
u
s
u
ally
c
o
u
ld stan
d
.
Bu
t
if
she c
o
u
l
d
,
s
h
e’
d
g
e
t
G
a
rre
t
t
cl
o
s
e
r to
h
er
.
She p
u
ll
e
d
him to
h
er
,
l
ips against h
i
s th
r
o
at
a
s he
p
u
sh
e
d
h
is c
o
ck to
h
e
r
w
e
t
e
nt
r
y.

She
w
o
u
ld
n
o
t a
s
k.

Bu
t
he fin
i
sh
ed
.
“I
h
av
e
n

t
bee
n
with
an
y
o
ne
i
n
a
v
er
y,
v
er
y
l
o
n
g
tim
e
.”
A
nd he slipp
e
d
i
nto
h
e
r
p
er
f
e
ctly.
Fi
l
ling
h
e
r
and st
re
tching
h
er
,
h
i
s
c
o
ck
p
re
ssing
the
plac
e
s
in h
e
r
that
n
eed
e
d
it
the
m
o
st.
L
iv
f
e
lt
the
o
r
gasm
ru
sh
at
h
e
r
al
m
o
st
instantly.
She had s
o
me magical
place
i
n
h
e
r
that
G
a
rre
tt
f
o
u
nd
with
e
as
e
.
E
v
er
ything
i
n
h
e
r
r
o
se to
the s
ur
fac
e
,
a
b
l
u
r
o
f
e
m
o
ti
o
n.
A
n
g
er
,
pain,
happin
e
ss,
sa
d
n
e
ss.
A h
u
ge s
ur
ge
o
f
a
l
l
the
e
m
o
ti
o
nal
debr
is
she ca
rr
i
e
d
in
h
er
.
A
nd
he wip
e
d
it
o
u
t
with
an
u
nnat
ur
al
s
e
nse
o
f p
e
ace
and
saf
e
ty.
He w
o
u
ld
p
r
o
t
e
ct
h
er
.
G
a
rre
tt
w
o
u
ld
p
r
o
t
e
ct
h
er
,
e
v
e
n
f
r
o
m
hims
e
lf
it s
ee
m
ed
.

He m
o
v
e
d
in
h
e
r
s
o
that
she l
o
st
h
er
s
e
lf.
T
he
pl
e
as
ur
e
t
o
o
b
ig
f
o
r h
e
r
to
t
r
ack.
L
iv h
e
ld
h
e
r
bre
ath,
cl
u
ng to
h
im.


I’
m
g
o
ing
to
c
o
m
e
,”
she
s
a
id
alm
o
st
c
o
nv
er
sati
o
nal
l
y
and
la
u
gh
ed
.
L
iv
a
r
ch
e
d
u
p

 

to
f
ee
l
as
m
u
ch
o
f
h
im
against
h
e
r as
she c
o
u
ld
g
e
t.
His
h
e
a
r
t
be
at
sl
a
mm
e
d
against
h
e
r ch
e
st
and she f
e
lt
the sympath
e
tic
p
o
u
n
d
ing
in
h
e
r
b
o
d
y.
His
h
e
a
r
t
be
at
a
nd
h
er
s.
H
e
r p
u
ssy
cl
e
nch
e
d
u
p
a
r
o
u
nd
h
im
and
she
h
e
ld
o
n
t
o
h
im.
I
f
s
he
d
i
d
n

t
h
o
ld
o
n
ti
g
ht,
she j
u
st
m
i
ght fly away,
o
r
he
mi
g
ht
d
isapp
e
a
r
.

“J
e
s
u
s.
T
hat

s…w
e
ll,
that

s
p
er
f
e
ct,”
he said agai
n
st
h
e
r n
e
ck.
H
is
t
ee
th
sc
r
ap
e
d
h
e
r skin
a
nd
f
o
r
an
i
nstant she
wish
e
d
he
w
o
u
ld
b
it
e
.
Ha
r
d
e
n
o
u
gh
t
o
make
h
e
r
c
o
me
a
gain, ha
r
d
e
n
o
u
gh
t
o
l
e
ave
a
bru
is
e
.


G
a
rre
t
t,
I’
m
n
o
t af
r
aid
o
f y
o
u
.”
L
iv wasn

t s
ur
e
who
s
he
was t
e
lling,
G
a
rre
t
t
o
r h
er
s
e
lf.

He
n
o
dded
,
sc
r
aping
h
is
t
ee
th
l
o
w
er
,
slammi
n
g
in
t
o
h
er
.
His fing
er
s
fin
d
i
n
g
h
e
r nippl
e
s,
st
ro
king
and pinchi
n
g
as
he
th
ru
st.
M
o
r
e
pl
e
as
ur
e
b
l
o
o
m
e
d
hi
g
h
in
h
e
r
w
o
m
b
, l
o
w
in
h
e
r
be
lly
and all
the plac
e
s
in
be
tw
ee
n.

I’
m
gla
d
,
be
ca
u
s
e
this
w
o
u
ld
b
e
a
b
ad place
to
b
e
if
y
o
u
w
ere
.”

He s
h
o
v
e
d
his
b
ig
h
an
d
s
u
n
de
r
h
e
r
b
o
t
t
o
m
and tilt
e
d
h
e
r
j
u
st
s
o
.
L
iv
wa
t
ch
e
d
his fac
e
,
wa
t
ching
f
o
r
fla
s
h
e
s
o
f his
w
o
lf th
er
e
i
nsi
d
e
the
m
an. He
g
re
w cl
o
s
e
r
t
o
o
r
gasm, p
u
shing into h
er
,
k
issi
n
g
h
e
r
u
ntil
she t
h
o
u
ght
s
he w
o
u
ld
d
i
e
.
A fl
u
tt
e
r
and fl
a
sh
o
f
the animal in
h
im
h
er
e
a
nd
th
ere
.
I
t
th
r
ill
e
d
h
er
.
C
o
ur
s
e
d
u
p
h
e
r
sp
i
ne
like
a
s
hiv
er
.
“C
o
me f
o
r
m
e
.
C
o
me
in m
e
.
P
l
e
as
e
.
I
want
y
o
u
t
o
.”
I
t
all t
u
m
b
l
e
d
o
ff h
e
r
l
ips
wit
h
o
u
t
a
s
i
ngle th
o
u
ght.
T
h
i
ngs
s
he
w
o
u
ld
n
e
v
e
r
n
o
r
mally
say
spill
e
d
f
r
o
m
h
e
r
m
o
u
th
f
o
r
h
im.
“F
u
ck m
e
,
G
a
rre
tt.
Ha
rder
.
P
l
e
as
e
.”

L
iv
w
e
lc
o
m
e
d
the
o
r
gasm
as
it
t
u
gg
e
d
h
e
r g
e
ntly
at
fi
r
st,
th
e
n
ha
rder
.
I
t
slamm
e
d th
r
o
u
gh
h
e
r
p
e
lvis
as
he t
o
ss
e
d
b
ack
h
i
s
h
e
ad
and ma
d
e
a
wild s
o
u
n
d
.
P
a
r
t
g
r
o
an,
pa
r
t h
o
wl, it
fi
l
l
e
d
the
sm
a
ll,
chil
l
y
ro
o
m
as she
came
ha
rde
r
than the
fi
r
st
tim
e
.
Ha
rde
r
than she
c
o
u
ld
im
a
gin
e
.
L
iv p
re
ss
e
d
h
e
r
bre
asts
to
h
i
s
br
o
ad
ch
e
st
and
l
o
ck
e
d
h
e
r
l
e
gs
be
hind his
b
ack
as
he j
er
k
e
d
a
gainst
h
er
,
still
l
o
st
in
his
re
l
e
as
e
.
A
nything
in
the
w
o
r
ld
to
k
ee
p him cl
o
s
e
.

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