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I open the box, and pull out the first book, and I frown even harder because it is titled - Your Dad Will Do, by a Katee Robert. Feeling realy confused, I pull out the second - Priest, by a Sierra Simone, these books are giving me a certain vibe. I pull out another, laughing at the incredulous title - Does It Hurt, by an H.D Carlton, feeling really curious, I open a random page, and frown as I try to make sense of the scene. I gasp as I begin to make sense of it, my mouth falls open at the full realization of what it actually is, the book falls out of my hand with a resounding thud.

¨ he asked Jessica with a husky voice giving her shivers. ¨If it is not too much for you sir, please¨ she almost whispered. After that said he walked in front of her to completely to the back where the last bookshelves were and stopped in front of them and read the books on it. ¨Here you go Miss Hudson, this will help you a lot i think!¨ he says while placing 3 books in her hands, touching her hands lightly with his fingers making her swallow hard upon suppressing the feeling of ecstasy that shoots through her body after that simple touch of his fingers….

Anna’s apartment was quiet except for the ticking clock and the soft patter of rain against the window. It was just past midnight, and she sat cross-legged on her bedroom floor in an old tank top and tiny cotton shorts. Twenty-three years old, working at the dusty bookstore downtown, and tired of her boring, safe little life. No boyfriend. No excitement. Just books and fantasies that made her blush when she read them alone at night. Tonight felt different. She had found the old leather book two days ago in the basement of the store, hidden behind broken shelves. No title. Just strange symbols on the cover and thick yellow pages filled with Latin. Something about it called to her. She brought

Warning: This book series has lots of steamy scenes and you are in for a hot thrilling ride. Blurb “I will mark every inch of your body, gag and pin you while filling you up with my c*m and watching you writhe in pleasure under me. Something I am sure that loser could never do.” He smirked. ** ** ** Still reeling from the humiliation of a horrible break up from her ex and her parents’ divorce, Isadora Kingsford decides to stay with her best friend over the holidays just to get over the hurt however what she didn't prepare for was lusting after Tristan Kavanaugh—her best friend’s sinfully attractive father.

Brief Synopsis – Jessica is frustrated with her sex life, especially when her roomie is living it up in that department. Her class takes a field trip to the corporate world, and she discovers there’s more to running a business than just economics. Chapter 1 "FUCK...that's it. That's the spot... Harder! HARDER!...Oh yeah...fuck!...Mmmmm....Don't stop...OH FUCK!" "You like that bitch?!...Oh baby.....Uh!...Uh!...Uh!...UH!...Come on baby! Take that dick! DAMN...That pussy is so fucking wet."

And just my luck or misfortune, I don’t know, Darius sat down at the table with me. Darius rattled off the names of the books I had stacked around me. “The Legal Analyst by Ward Farnsworth? Law 101: Everything You Need to Know About The American Legal System by Jay Feinman? The Nine: Inside the Secret World of the Supreme Court by Jeffrey Toobin? The Gentleman’s Book of Etiquette and Manual of Politeness by Cecil B. Hartley?” “Etiquette for Dummies? Don, what’s going on?” He questioned, using his serious voice. I never know how to take that tone. Is he worried? Mocking me? Cause sometimes, it sounds like he’s being sarcastic when he uses that tone.

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came his deep voice from inside. Darius’s office was exactly as she had imagined from the few glimpses she’d had: walls lined with heavy bookshelves filled with worn volumes on pack history, forbidden bonds, and shifter sociology. A large wooden desk dominated the center, cluttered with neat stacks of papers and an open laptop. A small lamp cast a warm pool of light that contrasted with the gray light filtering through the tall window overlooking the misty quad. He stood as she entered, his tall frame and broad shoulders filling the space with quiet alpha presence. Silver threaded through his dark hair caught the lamplight, and his eyes held that same steady depth that had drawn her in durin