Category: Co-written Jenika Snow

Cocky

A Taboo Short (Jenika Snow)

Blurb

MALACHI

I wanted her like a fiend, but she was off-limits, the sister of a fellow fighter. But because I was a bastard I didn’t care, even if I should. She was sweet and innocent, and I was this dirty asshole that had my fair share of women. She deserved better, but even knowing that I couldn’t help but go after her.

I wouldn’t even try and talk myself out of it.

VIOLET

I knew I shouldn’t want him. He was bad news, cocky, and had a reputation that should have made me run in the other direction. But there was something inside of me that was drawn to him. His bad boy persona was like gasoline to the fire raging inside of me. If I were smart, I’d walk away.

I wasn’t smart when it came to Malachi.

But having him would cause problems, especially if my brother Rowdy found out, and I knew sooner or later he would. I had to ask myself if one night with Malachi was really worth all the repercussion that would come from it.

Excerpt

Malachi

She came in with Rowdy and I swear my fucking dick went on alert instantly. My balls drew up, and a surge of adrenaline rushed through my veins. She wore these little fucking shorts that gave me a glimpse of the crease where her thighs and ass met. I remember thinking I was going to fuck her good and hard, make her another notch on my bedpost.

I had no shame in saying I liked being with women. It didn’t matter their shape, size, hell, I didn’t even care how old they were as long as they were legal.

I might be cocky and a dick at times, but I wasn’t a sick fuck.

But the first time I’d seen her was over a year ago, and even though I could have tried to hit that, I refrained.

Patience was definitely not a virtue I had.

The gym where I worked out and trained at was filled with other MMA fighters … the same as me. The scent of sweat and adrenaline, the feel of heat surrounding everything and everyone, and the sound of flesh hitting flesh, was something that consumed me. This was my life, fucking was what I did to relax, and ever since I saw her sweet little ass she’s all I’ve been thinking about.

To say I wanted her was the biggest fucking understatement of the century, but I held back, and that was not something I’d ever done before. Frankly I was confusing the hell out of myself.

I walked over to the ropes, rested my forearms on them, and stared at her. Fuck, I didn’t even know her name.

She was talking to Rowdy, one of the fighters that trained with me. When she rose on her toes to give him a hug, this jealous part of me rose up. I’d never been hung up on women before, never even gave a shit what happened to them after I pulled my dick out of their tight heat. I fucked them and left the next morning, and I never gave it a second thought.

Even after only a few times of seeing her it was the image of her naked and spread for me that I jerked off to.

But she’d only come in here a few times, and the fact I wanted her this badly, without ever even speaking to her, told me I had to be one fucked up asshole.

I’d convinced myself I was so fucking hung up on her because I wanted to fuck her so badly I’d gotten obsessed with her.

But as much as I wanted to turn away from the sight of her touching some other asshole, even if it was innocent, a part of me forced myself to stay, to look at her.

She pulled away from Rowdy and smiled up at him, and I swear the fucking room lit up like fireworks had just been set off.

“We doing this or not?” Stone said from behind me, the other fighter ready to get down and dirty as we boxed.

“Fuck off and wait a minute,” I replied, my focus on her. Stone grumbled something under his breath.

She walked over to the benches and sat down, facing the punching bags. I didn’t give a fuck that I was staring at her, that I couldn’t even pretend that I didn’t want her in a bad way.

I lowered my gaze to a part of her shorts that were gapped open slightly, and I groaned low in my throat when I saw a glimpse of her bright pink panties. The way she sat, straddling the bench, her shorts riding up even more, and the sight of her underwear had my dick twitching. …

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Co-written Jenika Snow

Rowdy

(Taboo Short)

ROWDY

From the moment I saw Cassandra I wanted her, but she was the daughter of my trainer, and I knew she was off limits. Even if she gave me the time of day, I knew I could be overprotective, dominating, and infuriate a person to no end. It’s how I was, and I couldn’t change that, even if I did have the balls to be with her.

CASSANDRA

I wanted a guy I couldn’t really have. My father trained Rowdy, and I knew the fighter would never be with me because of those ties. But I’ve wanted him since I was sixteen years old. Five years later and I’m still pinning after a guy that probably doesn’t even see me as more than his trainer’s daughter.

But then we’re at the same party, the alcohol is flowing, and the inhibitions are down. I find myself in bed with the one man I’ve wanted for years, and the one thing I can’t stop thinking about is what will happen when morning comes.

Excerpt

Rowdy

I stared at my baby sister as she was all over Malachi, their desire for each other enough to make the big brother in me want to go over there and punch him right in the damn nose. I didn’t care that they were a “thing” now. Yeah, Mal treated her good, and that was saying a lot, but I still hated the fact my little sister had gotten involved with a fighter.

Motherfucking Mal.

“Dude, you need to let that shit go,” Boss said, and I turned around and looked at the other boxer.

“Fuck off. Let’s see if you can let shit go when your little sister is dating an asshole.”

Boss grinned. “I don’t have a sister, but to be honest, Mal treats her like a queen.”

Yeah, he might, but still…

“Are we gonna fight or what?” Boss asked and started bouncing on the balls of his feet. He had his hands up and this grin on his face. “You want to work out that aggression and annoyance you have over Mal being with your sister?” He lifted a brow. “Then come on, Rowdy.”

I rolled my head to loosen my neck, stared at Boss, and felt all my energy rise up. If Boss wanted to go at it, then I was more than happy to do just that.

Cassandra

I walked into the gym and immediately smelled sweat and testosterone. I curled my hand tightly around the strap of my bag and breathed out slowly. I saw him right away, the guy I’d been pining after for the last five years. Because of Rowdy I couldn’t even find any other guy attractive, couldn’t even think about being with anyone else.

But that was where it would start and end between us.

With my dad, Eric, being Rowdy’s trainer since he was seventeen years old, I knew the fighter didn’t see me as anything other than a kid, even if I was twenty-one. He might only be seven years older than me, but because my dad had been like a second father to him, Rowdy most likely just saw me as Eric’s daughter.

I stepped into the main part of the gym and looked around for my dad. He was busy helping one of the other fighters. I scanned the room again and saw Malachi, one of the younger fighters, with his girlfriend Violet, who also happened to be Rowdy’s sister.

They looked so happy, and this longing took root right in my heart.

The sound of punching drew me away from the couple and to the ring. I watched as Boss and Rowdy went at it, dodging hits, and slamming their gloved fists into the other. I’d seen the guys go at it with boxing gloves, taped up hands, and bareknuckle—the latter being the more preferred method.

I didn’t know how long I stood there, but I watched Rowdy deliver more hits than he took. Boss had the start of a bloody nose, but the two fighters were still going on strong. It was so hot watching Rowdy fight, and I’d done just this so many times in the past it probably bordered on obsessive. I didn’t care though, because I could say in all honesty I loved him.

But I can never tell him, either.

Exhaling roughly, I forced myself to turn away and go over to the bench to start my warm-up. …

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ASIN: B01IMGSE3I

ISBN: 9781533794093

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Taboo

A Taboo Short

Alexei

I’ve been a figure in her life for longer than I can even remember, and although I was married to her mother at one time, my feelings for Poppy have grown over the years. She’s smart and beautiful and knows what she wants in life. I shouldn’t want anything to do with her sexually: she’s much younger and we have a past. But I want her, and screw anyone that says I can’t have Poppy.

I should be ashamed that I jerk off thinking of her, that I can’t even get hard with another woman. But I’m not. I’ll have her, one way or another, and damn the consequences.

Poppy

He was married to my mom at one point, been a person I’ve looked up to and respected. However, things have changed… I’ve changed. I shouldn’t want Alexei because of the history we share, but I’m an adult and have needs. And he’s the only man I’ve ever wanted.

This is wrong, taboo, but I am tired of being proper or appropriate when it comes to Alexei.

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The Player

(A Taboo Short)

Charlotte

He’s an arrogant bastard, a manwhore, and a guy I’m forced to live with because my mother married his father. A part of me hates Derek because of the way he flaunts himself, because he doesn’t seem to care that he uses women like they are nothing more than a body to warm his bed for a few hours. But what I hate even more is the fact that I want him. The more he teases me, brushes up against me as we pass each other, and slips in dirty innuendos during our conversations, the more I want to slap him, and then give myself to him like so many other women have done.

Derek

I know Charlotte hates me, loathes me, and thinks I’m a player, but what she might not know is that those little touches I give her, those filthy little slips in the conversation that have her blushing and getting embarrassed, turn me on like a fiend. I never said I was a good guy, and that I didn’t sleep around back in the day, because I did. But I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want her. My past is tainted, but how surprised would she be if she found out I haven’t been with anyone in longer than I cared to admit? How shocked would Charlotte be if I admitted I’ve stayed away from other girls because I want her that badly?

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This story will feature an over the top and completely obsessed alpha hero. It will also be slightly unbelievable (but only in the best kind of way), and is focused on the hero taking what he wants from the heroine. It mainly focuses on the dirty, raunchy, and oh so tasty aspects of a story. If you’re up for a short filthy read, enjoy!

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Age Gap Co-written Jenika Snow Standalone

Teacher’s Pet

Blurb

I’ve wanted Maddie since the moment she transferred into my class two months ago. She’s gorgeous, legal, and seems innocent, but she’s also a tease. Those tight little shirts and short skirts she wore gives me enough visual ammunition, and I was not ashamed to admit that I’ve thought about her more than once when I was alone.
As much as I should feel shame for wanting one of my students, there’s something about her that made me go primal and feral, made all common sense leave me. She was all I wanted, and it’s enough to make me risk everything for a taste.
Now, she wanted private tutoring, and no way in hell could I pass that up. School might be out soon, and I knew I should wait, but I was too hard up to say no, or to stay away from her.

Excerpt

It was wrong on every fucking level for me to want one of my students, even if she was of legal age, and even if I was pretty sure she wanted my cock in that tight, young pussy of hers. But knowing that, realizing that being with her would most likely cost me my job and ensure a stigma followed me, that didn’t stop me from jerking off to thoughts of her every fucking night like a pervert.

But none of that stopped me from staring at her, lowering my gaze to her barely covered tits. It didn’t stop me from noticing the way her skirt rode up her thighs as she twisted in her seat to talk to one of the students behind her.

She was hot, so fucking hot, that my dick stood hard and pressed against my zipper. The fucker wanted out; he wanted to get wet as I plunged in at out of her pussy.

A groan nearly spilled out of me, and I knew that I had an issue, a serious problem that was going to cost me my job. Closing my eyes and rubbing my hand over my cheek, I exhaled, getting myself under control.

It took a few seconds for me to put my game face on, but once I was controlled enough, once my dick was soft enough that it wasn’t tenting my pants, I stood and addressed the class.

I stared at Maddie for a second, watched almost in slow motion as she brushed her long black hair over her shoulder and faced forward, her light blue/green eyes looking my way. Although she was only about a decade younger than me, I told myself she was too young, too innocent.

She doesn’t look innocent. She looks like she’d know how to squeeze her pussy around your cock until you come so fucking hard your eyes roll back in your head.

Clearing my throat, I focused on the rest of the classroom. The students were twitchy as hell, and it was because this was the last month of school. They wanted out of here, and I couldn’t blame them, but that didn’t mean I’d put up with any of their shit. I used to be that age once, too; I remembered how much I hated high school and had wanted out.

“I know this is the final run for you guys, and with only a month left, you want out. But we still have a month left to get things done.”

There was a collective groan after I’d spoken, …

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