Paige Bueckers Ao3 Novels & Stories

As expected, the women around Ray were not simple. Paige looked at the girl in front of her—so stunningly perfect in proportions that she could find no flaw at all. Her face was nearly flawless, and her figure was even more enviable. That alone made it difficult for Paige to counterattack. Because… she really was "earlier." In the pre-apocalypse world, that would have made Paige a home-wrecker at best. But now? She wasn't even a third party anymore. A ninth? A tenth? Or maybe… already in the teens?

This is how the men were reduced to two. Paige passed her task without a challenge. And boy did she love that position. Years ago it had been revealed to Sienna that this happened to be a favorite of Paige’s. The depth she could experience was awe-inspiring. She enjoyed leaning back on her shoulders, pointing the ass toward the ceiling for an ever farther penetration. The man was forced to stand in a horse stance position, his cock pointing nearly straight down, driving in and out of her sloppy slit.

“Well, we’ll have to keep trying until it’s a girl, don’t we? I’m ready to spend every night practicing.” Paige mock-glared. “In your dreams, Mister Peterson.” I grinned, kissing her back. Acknowledgements Thank you so much for reading Forbidden Fiancé and for taking this journey with me through all eight books in the Dominating Desires series. Your love for these characters, their messy hearts, and their forbidden romances means more to me than I can ever put into words. Thank you to all my beta readers, editor, proofreader, arc readers, bloggers and book lovers, bookstragramers, I couldn’t have done this without you.

This is how the men were reduced to two. Paige passed her task without a challenge. And boy did she love that position. Years ago it had been revealed to Sienna that this happened to be a favorite of Paige’s. The depth she could experience was awe-inspiring. She enjoyed leaning back on her shoulders, pointing the ass toward the ceiling for an ever farther penetration. The man was forced to stand in a horse stance position, his cock pointing nearly straight down, driving in and out of her sloppy slit.

"Goodnight Gio" "Goodnight Mia, sleep sweet and dream of me." She turned and walked away. "Dream of him." She said to herself. "I don't think I'll be able to dream of anything else." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Becky Long looked at the clock beside her bed. She'd been here almost the entire two hours since she'd left the McLoed house. She'd come straight home and raced to her bedroom, grabbed her vibrating dildo with the bunny ears and gone through a set of batteries. The thing was on its highest setting and she was working on her fourth orgasm. The image of the monstrous bulge in Gio's pants leg was burned into her brain and the five-inch dildo wasn't giving her what she needed.

Paige moaned as she slowly lowered herself on my hard cock. “Fuck, Paige. It feels so good to be inside you, my love.” ”I feel the same way, Cal. You’re driving me crazy.” She said as she moved her hips forward and back, burying my cock as deep inside her as she could. I sucked her nipples alternately. Her erotic moaning added to the insane amount of pleasure I was already experiencing. I had to fight myself from coming because I knew her orgasm was just building up. She moved up and down on me as fast as she could. I grunted as I played with her nipples again. Paige withered and put her hands on my chest. I gave her a few seconds to catch her breath before lifting her off me and commanding

“All I kept thinking of was him. Can you believe it? I think I am going insane.” Seeing Naomi come out in her bra and pant, Paige paused in her tantrum to frown at her. “Don't tell me you just had sex here?” Naomi was something of a sex freak. She liked to pick up guys, bring them home and have sex with them. Up until today. Paige had never understood why she did that. “Of course I did.” Naomi scoffed, blowing her gum. Paige gave a rueful shake of her head. “I leave you for one minute, and you go and have sex with someone. Who are you?”