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He said, “This was a fantasy I always had. How did you know?” “I know what you like. I saved a hole just for you.” Blake got up on his knees and held Cindy’s head as he pumped his cock in and out of her mouth with wet slurps. She felt Scott slide the head of his cock up and down the length of her ass and she shivered. He appreciated her ass. As he pressed into her, she felt so full with Heath in her pussy, Blake stretching her mouth, and now her husband taking her ass. As his balls slapped against her, she was thankful that he was thinner and shorter than the other men.

But Beck was basic, with no tourism whatsoever. Beautiful, but mostly normal. “Maybe the fair, and the twin lakes and The Kingdom Ranch.” Thank god Lacey returned. “Kingdom Ranch.” “Yes, Rebecca’s husband ranch. It's the biggest one, perfect pastures, best cattle, plantation and the most beautiful house.” From her mouth, it sounded like the best place on earth. “You’re married.” “Like anyone could hide the big rock on her hand. Yes, they got married like a month ago.” The odd look he was giving me, is like I had betrayed him or something. He never asked and you can’t just go around screaming ‘i’m married’ to strangers.

I snorted. Dallas stared intently into my eye's curiosity burned in them. I raised her chin, pressed my lips to hers, and pulled away. “I told him that every second counts,” I murmured. Author's Note: To those who have lost anyone to cancer, I'm truly sorry. It was a coincidence that in this book, River’s mother, Bonnie, had pancreatic cancer. I didn't know Susan Johnson until I was just a couple of chapters from being done with this book. The woman I dedicated this book to happened to read one of my other books, Ace Bad Things. When I met her, I found out she had Pancreatic cancer like the character in my book.

Some would have called her bookish, shy even—when she wasn’t donning her lab coat overtop her cowgirl boots, that is. Yet, at the moment, as she looked into this cowboy’s ruggedly handsome face, all Southern hospitality flew out the window. Everything about him turned her to salt instead of sugar. Who did he think he was, bossing her around and acting as if he gave a crap about her safety? The high commander of the Grey Wolves, that’s who. And now he was baiting her. Playing on her sense of curiosity with that dark, playful grin on his face. And she was falling for it, hook, line, and sinker. Damn him.

My eyes landed on the dedication page. ‘Dedicated to my Mate, Juliana.’ I traced the letters with a small smile. Love was truly a powerful thing. I turned the page, and the tone of the book shifted instantly: This book is written for all, Human and Werewolf. My name is Alexander Volkov.

‘Frankly, I don’t care if we don’t talk at all. Her lips parted. ‘Oh, well, that’s romantic.’ He leaned forward and planted an arm against the tree, bringing his body close to hers again. ‘It wasn’t supposed to be romantic.’ He lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. ‘Romantic is the lies people tell to soften the fall into bed. And I don’t tell lies. Is that what you’re going to do, Grace? Are you going to tell all the lies that women always tell? Because if you are, then this is the moment that you share with me that you love me. And we both know that you don’t. That’s not what this is

Beautiful didn’t even begin to cover it. She moved straight toward Damien without hesitation and threw her arms around him. “Darling,” she breathed against his chest, smiling brightly. My body went completely still. ———————— AUTHOR’S POINT OF VIEW HI readers, if you’re loving this particular story so far, I want you to comment below or go to the dashboard and comment so more readers can be attracted to read my book and you’ll as well, help this poor author in your own little way. Thank youuuu

Alex didn’t stop. He moved through the aftershocks, slower but deeper—do deep that I felt it in my teeth. My thighs trembled and sweat slicked his bare chest. I reached up, grabbing his hat that was still miraculously on his head, tugged it forward to shadow us as I kissed him dirty and desperate. “Come on, cowboy,” I said, panting against his lips. “Let the whole ranch know I belong to you…and you, to me.” That broke him.

Kaya was reading her favourite romance book while leaning against her headboard. It was the time of the night. They both had gotten done with their dinner. He was in his room and Kaya was in hers, so she decided to read her favourite romance book as she was not feeling like sleeping yet. She had read this book before but now it was hitting her differently. It was giving her a totally new feeling because now she had found the love of her life. She loved reading romantic books because she believed in love and when she had finally found her love, reading about love was giving her so many butterflies inside her tummy. She turned the page and now the erotic content of the book began. Even though

As soon as she had satellite service hooked up, she logged onto The Blog. Hi everyone. Just want you to know I got here okay, to my beautiful new ranch, which looks like a leftover from The Great Depression. But not to worry. It came with a man who could light anyone's fire. Mitch Brand is the quintessential cowboy, yummy and mouthwatering. And younger. Exactly the kind of man we talked about. And the chemistry between us is not to be believed. Zing! More later. Autumn.