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"Hope you're comfortable here. I know I couldn't carve out time for you these last few days. But Alex is around, hope you're enjoying his company." The words hit like a spark to dry tinder. Jennifer's mind flooded with that forbidden night, Alex's mouth devouring her pussy, his cock slamming deep, the hot splash of his cum on her belly. Heat surged between her legs, labia swelling with sudden arousal. She squeezed her thighs together, trying to stifle the throb, but a weak smile was all she could muster. "Yeah... it was great. Really great, yeah. We had some good times, played some games."

“But tomorrow, someone else will deliver it.” His lips curved into the faintest smile. “We’ll see.” Back at the café, Lila nearly exploded with excitement when Grace relayed the encounter. “Grace!” she squealed, grabbing her arm. “Do you understand what’s happening? This is like every romance novel ever. Grumpy billionaire, feisty girl, instant sparks!” Grace groaned, covering her face with her hands. “This isn’t a romance novel, Lila. It’s my life. And I don’t want sparks with him. I want him to leave me alone.”

“Is there a reason you’re talking to me, or are you just bored of hearing your own voice?” Camille chuckled, amused by the jab. “Oh, I’m just being… helpful. You should know men like Damien don’t do forever. They play, they get bored, they move on. Especially when they weren’t the ones who started the game.” Serena frowned. “What game?”

He kissed her passionately as he brought his hands up to cup and fondle her wonderful breasts. A wave of pleasant nostalgia washed over Cassandra as remembrances of making passionate, unhurried love with her late husband flooded her brain. Her closed eyes became wet as she returned Bobby's kiss and enjoyed the feel of his big hands gently massaging her tits and the crush of his erection against her mound as he moved his hips in tiny humps. He couldn't know it, of course, but it was exactly the way that lovemaking began with her and Charlie. It made her feel warm and wonderful and loved. She hoped that Melissa was going to wait a good long time before she interrupted them with her "accidental

My cheeks turn red, as I listen to his romantic words. “Thank you.” I thank him while smiling graciously. “Do you want to dance?” He asks me with a smile on his lips, while I look closely at my high heels. “Yes.” I answered, not very sure, while he took me by the arm and took me to the dance floor, while the song By Your Side by Tokio Hotel played. While he dances with me, I run my hands along his broad back. Seconds later, I see Abby and Dr. Mark also come to the dance floor. She looks very excited while he looks very tired of her.

AUTHOR’S NOTE If you’re here for polite romance, fade-to-black sex, or anything resembling manners… close this book right now and go clutch your pearls somewhere else, sugar tits. You’ve been warned, princess. Chapter – 0001 GRACE I, Grace Monroe Sullivan, head of a charity foundation and daughter of Arthur Sullivan, the very conservative President of the United States, am staring at a cardboard box of blow-up dolls. And no, these are definitely not kids’ toys. I know the box contains blow-up dolls (free condoms and lube, too, apparently) because in bright orange lettering on the side, it announces the contents: LIFELIKE PERSONAL ROMANCE DOLLS! NOW WITH FREE GLOW-IN-THE-DARK-CONDOMS AND LUBR

"What do I need to do, sir?" His expression grew even darker. "Are you in for this bet?" "I'll leave it to your discretion," I answered. That response seemed to infuriate him. I could see his grip on his wine glass tighten, his knuckles turning white. "Fine, let's bet." The cards were dealt, and the game was on. I did not get the rules of the game, but the vibe? That I could read like an open book. Everyone was as still as statues, barely breathing.

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart.

“I love you.” I’ve made mistakes in my life, things I could’ve done better, or words I should’ve said to the people I love. Xavier, however, was never a mistake. He was the ‘right’ in all the ‘wrongs’ in my world. Most of all, I’ll never regret falling for my husband. ~Fin~ ~She’s the flame that melted his cold heart. He’s the glacier that calmed her burning rage.~ Looking for another book to read? Check out my novel A Game With No Rules, a mafia romance. It's the story of Roman Castillo. He was in this book... somewhere. lol. Thank you for reading Xavier and Zia's story. ;)