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I sucked on his tongue pulling him deeper, tasting the whiskey and that distinct musky flavor of him that was so intoxicating. I met his hunger with my own, our kisses wet and messy, sounds of our mouths meeting and separating echoing in the silence of the office. He groaned low in his throat at something I did and the sound traveled straight down my spine and settled between my legs and I felt myself clench around nothing and the wetness soaking through my underwear was humiliating and I did not care at all. My arms wrapped tight around his neck, fingers tangling in the hair at the nape, pulling him closer, wanting to eliminate every inch of space between us.

I wanted to press the red button which indicated a help signal, but I was still wondering what he wanted to do to me. He knelt down while his nose sniffed at my entrance. I was wearing a long, straight silk skirt that covered my thighs. He lifted my skirt up gently and slowly, bringing his nose deeper. I didn't tell him to stop; that was because I loved the way he made me feel as I fought hard against my moans. My head tilted back and my mouth went agape the moment his hands touched my already wet entrance. His fingers pinched my clit while I let out a devouring moan.

But my wear suddenly felt too tight across the shoulder, way too warm. My fingers fidgeting, I opened the Rite book. “I exorcise thee, unclean spirit–” She arched, deliberately. The torn dress slid higher, exposing the smooth skin of her stomach, the shadow forming between her thighs revealing no undergarments. Just slick, swollen flesh catching the candle light. She was already wet and dripping, her scent filling the space which hit me. My mouth went dry. “Keep reading,” she purred. “The words make me throb. Makes me want to clench around something thick and holy.”

My chest hammers against my ribcage. His breath brushes my neck. Hot, deliberate, tantalizing. He steps beside me, dangerously close, so close I can feel the slight shift of his weight. My stomach twists when I glance at the titles. Tempting Him: On His Desk Kamasutra: Teacher's Edition Oh. My. Fucking. God. I stare at the books for three whole seconds. “That’s not-” I spin to confront him, but he’s gone. Just gone. My head whirls down the dark aisle, rows of books standing like silent witnesses.

The beach house was secluded and luxurious, perched right on the edge of the cliffs with large floor-to-ceiling glass doors that opened onto a private wooden deck overlooking the endless dark ocean. Moonlight danced across the waves, and the distant crash of surf provided a constant, sensual soundtrack. Marcus Rivera led Sophia Brooks inside, his large hand firm and possessive on her lower back, fingers splayed just above the curve of her ass. The moment the heavy door clicked shut behind them, the playful energy from the evening shifted into something intensely kinky and electric.

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Although this book MIGHT be posted in February so I can apply for a contract and get it sorted so that I can upload/post/write the whole book in the month of March and there is no waiting around. April/May - I will be posting/working on the third book in the ‘’Kinky CEO’’ series, currently titled The Kinky CEO: Part III. I’m giving myself two months to complete this book as I don’t currently know how long it will be. For anyone wanting information on my book I recently deleted called Stepfather with Benefits, I will be writing it offline and then posting it all at once at some point in the next few months. I was deleted because I couldn’t give it the attention it deserved and people weren’t

The woman climbed a short ladder and began pulling down a few books. “These should help,” she said, setting five large, dusty tomes on a nearby table. “Sorry about the condition they’re ancient. Let me know if you need anything.” “Thank you,” Anna said as the woman walked away. Rhea and Anna sat cross-legged on the floor beside the table, surrounded by the stack of heavy books. Their covers were worn, their spines cracked, and the pages yellowed with time. Each had a unique title: 'Tales of the Mystical Creatures', 'Powers', 'Hidden Behind the Voice', and two others with faded letters too difficult to read.

Mom supported me, not because she understood, but because she loved me and wanted me to be happy. I stood up and walked around the library, feeling a little restless. They had all of the classics, and some of them looked as though they were expensive copies. Other authors that I regularly read, such as James Patterson and Dean Koontz were on the shelves. They even had some of my female favorites, such as Lisa Jackson, Lisa Gardner and Heather Graham Pozzessere. Then I wondered down to another section where I found some more provocative books. They had a lot of erotica books. One huge volume stood out: The Kama Sutra.