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Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) Rodeo Dust
Lena wiped sweat from her forehead with the back of her wrist, the arena lights buzzing overhead like angry hornets. The roar of the crowd still echoed in her ears even though the last bull had bucked its rider twenty minutes ago. She’d been on the circuit for three weeks now—temporary gig fixing up Boone McCade’s wrecked shoulder after a bad spill in Tulsa. She hadn’t expected to still be here. Boone sat on the tailgate of his truck outside the medical tent, shirt off, dust streaked across his chest and abs. Bruises bloomed purple and yellow over his ribs. He was thirty-four, built like a man who got thrown ten times a week and got back up every single time. Dark hair matted under his cowboy hat, jaw set tight. “You gonna poke at it all night or actually fix something?” he drawled, voice rough from the night’s yelling. Lena snapped on fresh gloves. “Keep running your mouth and I’ll make it hurt on purpose.” He grinned. “Promise?” She ignored the flutter low in her belly a
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) Cabin Fever
Brooke’s boots sank deeper with every step, the snow coming down so thick it felt like the mountain was trying to swallow her whole. Her satellite phone had died hours ago. The trail she’d been following was long gone under fresh powder. She was supposed to be writing a piece on backcountry survival—ironic as hell now that she was actually living it, and losing. The wind howled through the pines. She was soaked under her layers, teeth chattering, when she spotted the thin ribbon of smoke. The cabin was small, rough-hewn logs, half-buried in snow. She pounded on the heavy door with numb fists. It swung open and a wall of a man filled the frame. Tall, broad, dark beard streaked with gray, eyes sharp under a worn knit cap. Flannel shirt stretched tight across his chest, sleeves pushed up over forearms corded with muscle and old scars. “You lost?” His voice was gravel, low and unfriendly. “Blizzard… phone dead,” Brooke managed, lips cracked. “Please.” He stared at her another beat
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) Penthouse Prison
Valentina stumbled out of the club bathroom, the bass still thumping in her veins, her short silver dress riding up her thighs from all the dancing. The place was packed with bodies and overpriced drinks, the kind of night where everything felt possible until it didn’t. She’d been grinding on some guy earlier, laughing loud, when another man caught her eye across the VIP section. Tall, sharp suit, dark eyes that didn’t blink. He’d watched her calm and gentle. She didn’t remember much after that. A strong hand on her elbow guiding her toward a private exit, the smell of expensive cologne. Then nothing. Now she woke up on a massive bed in a room that looked like money had fucked architecture. Floor-to-ceiling windows showing the city lights sprawled out far below. No balcony access she could see. The door looked heavy as hell. Her wrists were cuffed to the headboard with soft leather, not too tight but no getting loose. Panic hit her as She yanked hard, cursing in Portuguese
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) Harvest Moon
Riley wiped the dust off her camera lens for the third time in ten minutes and cursed under her breath. The rental car had kicked up half the county road on the way in, and now her black jeans and tank top already looked like she’d rolled in the dirt. She was supposed to be shooting a quick feature on “modern family farms.” Two days, in and out. Instead she was standing in front of Caleb Hart’s place with her bag at her feet and zero cell service. The farmhouse was old but solid--white paint faded by sun, wraparound porch sagging a little on one end. Fields stretched out forever behind it, golden wheat swaying under the late afternoon sky. A big, broad-shouldered man came out of the barn, wiping his hands on a rag. Jeans worn at the knees, flannel sleeves rolled up, ball cap pulled low. Even from a distance she could see the muscle earned from real work, not a gym. “Caleb Hart?” she called. He stopped, looked her over slow. “You the photographer lady from the city.” Not a questio
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) The Long Drive & First Crack - Last night
The last full night hit different. Mom and Dad decided to throw a little goodbye party on the deck—invited the neighbors from down the beach, fired up the grill again, put out snacks and a couple bottles of cheap champagne. Music played low from Dad’s phone speaker, some old beach rock shit. String lights twinkled overhead, and the ocean crashed steady in the background like it had the whole week. Riley wore this short white sundress that made her legs look endless. Thin straps, no bra for me,I knew, and I knew from a quick bathroom grab earlier she had nothing on underneath. Every time she moved I could see the outline of her nipples through the fabric. She caught me staring across the deck and gave me that smirk, the one that said she knew exactly what she was doing. The parents were in full social mode, laughing with the neighbors, refilling drinks, talking about how this vacation had been “just what we all needed.” If only they knew how much Riley and I had needed it too. In
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) The Long Drive & First Crack5
The next couple days turned into this constant tightrope walk of sneaking around while trying to act normal. The pool day had cracked something open between us, and now we were both starving for more. Every glance across the room felt like foreplay. Every accidental brush in the hallway made my skin burn. The parents were clueless, wrapped up in their own romantic getaway bullshit, but the risk of getting caught made everything ten times hotter. And ten times scarier. The morning after the pool, Mom and Dad headed out for one of their long beach walks with a picnic basket and a bottle of wine. “You two behave yourselves,” Mom said with a wink as they left. If only she knew. The second their figures left, down the sandy path, Riley grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the outdoor shower off the deck. “Come on. Before they change their minds and come back.” The stall was nothing fancy, just weathered wood planks, a slatted door that didn’t latch right, and a big rainfall showerh
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) Silent Nights with My Cousin’s Husbaand
Three weeks had passed since the wedding, but I still couldn’t stop thinking about him. Every time my phone buzzed with a message from Emma, my stomach twisted. My sweet, trusting cousin — now married to Ethan — had no idea what her new father-in-law had done to me in that bridal suite just wee
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) The Wedding Night Side Room 2
Victor’s hands were on me before I could even process what he’d said. He shoved me flat on my back on the big bridal-suite bed, the same bed my cousin was supposed to lose her virginity on tonight. One rough yank and he ripped the top of my dress down, the thin straps snapping, my tits spilling
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) Five Cocks for the Desperate Divorcee: Ten Thousand and a New Life
Harrington’s phone was already recording, the little red light steady on me. I lay there on my back in the middle of the soaked king bed, legs spread wide, cum leaking out of my pussy and ass in thick, slow rivers. My whole body was trembling. I could feel it dripping down my crack onto the sheets
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections) Five Cocks for the Desperate Divorcee:No Holes Left
Harrington’s thick cock stretched my mouth wide, the salty taste of him flooding my tongue as I gagged and tried to breathe through my nose. Two of the others kept rubbing their hard dicks across my tear-streaked face, smearing precum over my cheeks as tears mix with it. But they didn't care, not
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