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Liora waited three nights before opening the book again. Her body still ached sweetly from Draven, but she was curious. She wanted something different this time someone intense, teasing, and a little dangerous in a new way. She opened the glowing book and whispered, “I want someone seductive and playful… but still very dominant. Someone who can tease me until I beg and then fuck me senseless.” The book glowed purple this time. Soft shadows moved across the floor, and a tall figure appeared from the darkness between two tall shelves.

I dropped my hands to the floor and crawled after him, my eyes locked on him, my soul finally finding the exact type of trouble it had been searching I scrambled onto the mattress, my heart hammering against my ribs. Following the tug of the belt, I arched my back deeply, digging my knees into the comforter and pressing my chest down until my head was flat against the bed. I knew exactly what I looked like: my ass was high in the air, a desperate, emerald-lace invitation pointed right at him while he stood on the floor, looming over me like a dark god. "I like my women glistening," Kael murmured, his voice sending a fresh shiver down my spine.

she moaned, her voice trembling as her body pressed back against me. I flicked my tongue deliberately, working over her sensitive spot, my grip tightening slightly on her hips to hold her in place. Her body responded with a sharp shudder, her legs trembling as her breath came faster. I smacked her again, watching the way her body jolted, then slowly slid my fingers down her slick folds. I didn’t push inside yet—I let my touch linger, teasing. I wanted her to feel it. To need it. Her wetness coated my fingers, dripping, spreading as I moved over her slowly.

“Shit! You’re a temptation wrapped in human flesh.” A low chuckle slipped from my lips. “I will take that as a compliment.” I knew he still wanted to do more. “Can we do one more?” he asked as he moved closer. I glared at him as I sat up. “You said you just wanted a taste, so it’s over now. Leave my room, Mr. Damson.” It wasn’t that I couldn’t let him fuck me again, but I needed to read. Disappointment flickered in his eyes. “We will see each other again then.” I scoffed at his words.

Completely unguarded. And that, more than anything else, unsettled him. Because he could feel it. In his chest. That deadly spark again. He scanned the cover, thumb following the title, then back at her. "Why this one?" "It's a book about sadness," she told him quietly. "But not the kind that cries out. The kind that settles into the space between us." Some dark, wordless flicker showed behind his eyes. He nodded once, palming the book into his coat pocket as if it was evidence in a case he wasn't ready to break yet.

" From Stepbrother to Daddy Book 7 A Stepbrother Ro-mance by Ted Evans © 2018 Ted Evans All Rights Reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express permission of the pub-lisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book re-view. This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locations is purely coincidental. The characters are all productions of the author's imagination. Please note that this work is intended only for adults over the age of 18 and all characters represented as 18 or over. Author's Note: This book is the final book in the series. You need to read part o

I’ll never let anything happen to her, it doesn’t matter what happens. We were taken to the back entrance of the Casino by a bald detrimental-looking man wearing a tight black suit, his eyes traveling around my revealed skin every then and now, especially to my open breast curves, dripping invisible saliva of lust for me. I cannot explain in words how awfully uncomfortable I am because of him. I pretended not to notice his stares at me.

The soon-to-be family of five talked more about the baby and the girls were very excited to know that they would be traveling the next day to celebrate the existence of their baby sibling. The End! Thank you all for reading TEMPTRESS! I hope you enjoyed reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it. I hope to see you in my new story but for the meantime, please feel free to check out my other stories on this app. Thank you!

"Break room's in the back. Staff only. Five minutes?" He didn't answer with words. Just closed his laptop, stood, and followed me. The break room was tiny, I locked the door behind us with a soft click. Elias stood behind me. "You sure about this?" he asked, voice rough. "Very." I stepped closer, hands sliding up his chest. "Been fantasizing about you for weeks. Dropping to my knees right behind the counter, pulling you out, tasting how much you actually want this despite the grumpy act."

He playfully spanked my left but and squished it with so much eagerness. "I want to see you dancing, babe. Come on!" He whined like a kid and put both of his hands behind his neck before licking his lower lip. "Come on." After a minute of convincing, his eyes finally lit with happiness when I stood up from his lap. I took my tie out of my hair and messed it up a little to seduce him. His lips parted when I took my shirt off in front of him, leaving me with my brassier. I swayed my hips from side to side, my hands roaming around my shoulder unto my breast, slightly fondling it.