Novels by Aurora Kim

W͟i͟n͟t͟e͟r͟A plan? I don't have a plan. I honestly don't know what the f*ck I'm doing. I've thought about it but I haven't. I guess good sex will do that to you. I'm trying to distract myself by going through my bag, looking for my collapsible purse thing that I got on sale from TJ Maxx. I bury my face in the bag, using my search as an excuse to avoid his gaze.I don't know what to tell him. Planning is the last thing on my mind. I slowly pull my bag out, expanding it and trying to smooth it open from the inside. I don't want to think about it. I don't want to think about Lewis at all, much less have Blake meet him.There's a part of me that wants nothing more than to show Blake off and prove to Lewis that I can have better but at the same time...I'm dying to look at him but I can't get distracted. He already looks sexy as hell in that shirt. He makes me want to unbutton it and spread it open over his chest before climbing him like a tree. I keep my head bowed, trying to hide t

B͟l͟a͟k͟e͟"You think I should take my water bottle? I'll just take one just in case." Winter stands at the sink, filling this large, black, reusable water bottle. She hums something as the water runs into the bottle, the ice in it rattling against the cold metal.Her sun dress has short sleeves on it, which is fine but I have the feeling it has less to do with fashion or comfort and more to do with her insecurities. I decide to keep my mouth shut. It's not my place to say anything to her. I learned early on to not say anything to a woman about certain things having to do with her appearance.We do need to discuss a few things before we go out though. Maybe make a list. Winter shuts the water off, the sudden silence catching me off guard. Her humming is louder and I immediately recognize the tune. It's a Halsey song. I don't know the name of it but it's something catchy that I remember hearing somewhere."Your voice is pretty." A half smile plays on my lips. I know that she'll blush

B͟l͟a͟k͟e͟"You ready?" "Almost." Winter applies about the hundredth lotion to her face, patting in small, careful circles. I'm in the master bath, trying to work my way around Winter. I've honestly never really had this. A couple getting ready together. I always let the one night stands get ready to leave alone and I gave them a five minute limit. Ashlyn didn't want me there when she was getting ready. It's not like she never spent the night but she was always extremely picky about her "me time." That's absolutely fine. A lot of people want alone time. It was the way she did it that bugged me. She'd snap at me if I teased her about it and never wanted me to see her in the process of getting ready. She always said something about the mystery of the process.Ashlyn was always so closed off. I can't believe it took me this long to realize that she was high maintenance. Oh, yeah. "Trust the process" is what she'd say. She was never able to go out without makeup, spending hours in t

B͟l͟a͟k͟e͟I love how Winter's chest rises and falls under my head. She's sleeping peacefully, her head turned towards me and her chin resting on my head. One hand is buried in my hair, her fingers threading through it possessively. Her other hand lays softly on her breast, her palm only inches from my forehead.I wrap an arm around her waist, loving how she feels. I'd honestly never been with what would be considered "a larger woman" in my circle. Every woman I'd been with, including any one night stands, were slim, Victoria's Secret model types. Any young women who didn't fit that body type weren't at the parties hosted by my circle.Well, at least the parties thinly disguised as business meetings; the parties where businesswomen weren't invited. "Networking" is what we called it. In reality, it was a way for men to find sugar babies. The girls came, looking for a sugar daddy, many of them hoping it would be a stepping stone to becoming an official mistress. From there, the goal wa

W͟i͟n͟t͟e͟r͟"He's an idiot." I blink at Blake, momentarily distracted from my blatant ogling. "Who?" He snorts, turning back onto his side. "Your ex. There's no way I would've let you go." He lifts himself, resting his head on his hand. His eyes are warm, making butterflies burst to life in my stomach.As flattering as it is, I feel a little awkward. And honestly? I don't believe him. I like being flattered but I've learned to not take it seriously. Especially after Lewis."Ummm... thanks," I mumble, embarrassed. I stare at his Adam's apple, unable to bring myself to look into his eyes."You're so pretty when you blush." I can hear the smirk in his voice. I bury my burning face into my pillow, unable to keep my eyes on him. I'm starting to expect this to be a total bust. I'm doubting myself and I'm thinking that he's doing this to mess with me. The sex is great and I'm not expecting anything real, obviously, but I'm expecting him to make a joke out of it. Maybe he has a prank

W͟i͟n͟t͟e͟r͟"Good morning, gorgeous." Someone presses a soft kiss to my forehead. Lewis? But he's not the kind to do that. I peek through barely open eyes. A set of jade green eyes stare back at me. Oh.Something clicks in my head.Ohhhhh"Blake," I manage to croak, watching a smile spread on his face."Hey." His voice is thick, his tone deeper than normal. He brushes a strand of hair back from my face, smiling all the while."Hey." My lips curve into a slow half smile.There's silence for a moment and we stare at each other. He's got a hand placed firmly on my waist, caressing my skin with his thumb. Our legs are entangled, giving me a sense of belonging. It feels nice.I didn't want to stay last night.Okay that's a lie. I wanted desperately to stay but I didn't want to impose on him. He'd made the decision easy by thrusting one of his t-shirts into my hands, telling me he wanted me to wear it.So I stayed. But I don't want to assume he'll want me to stay for the rest of the trip