What a month April has been. I hope you all had a wonderful one. I’ve been so busy on a brand new story in a trope I’ve never wrote before, and I finally wrote those precious words, The End, today. I’m so happy. More details to come soon. If you are ever curious about what I’ve got coming out, please check the Coming Soon page for more details. This month saw the release of Baby for Two (Curvy Women Wanted), a brand new series Crave and Claimed with, She’s my Everything, and to finish a brand new Breeding Season book with, Bred by the Mafia Monster, co-written with Stacey Espino. All details are below. Stacey and I have a celebration going on. If you’d like to pop over to my and Stacey’s Facebook pages or Instagram to find out more details on how to enter. 😊
I’ve got more exciting releases in May, and I’m also delving back into a certain Dirty MC series I love so much. I want to tell you all so much more, but I won’t spoil it. Just know, I’ve got lots planned.
Who’s read these books and which is your favourite?
Alpha Beast is now available for pre-order
Blurb
The eldest son of a warring mafia pack, Liam Wolf must secure peace by marrying the enemy’s only daughter, Jenny Luca. With long white hair and gray eyes, she cannot turn into a wolf. She talks to herself, and strange things happen around her. To many, she is a source of ridicule, but after one look, one scent, Liam is hooked.
Jenny has always known she was different. Like her mother and grandmother, she inherited the ability to see the dead. They come to her or just wander around. Many fear her gift, so she tries to hide it. Liam is not afraid, but enchanted. Their packs have judged her harshly, and nothing will stop him from claiming her as his wife.
When one of his warehouses is burned down, it’s up to Liam to find out what went wrong, especially when Jenny discovers the spirits—and a monster who intends harm. Can Liam save her in time, or will she fall prey to the curse in her family?
When two strangers meet outside a fertility clinic, sparks fly. Jared has always wanted to be a father, but the right woman has never come around.
Meredith has always been used to disappointment. A baby is something she can’t make alone, so going to the clinic is her only choice. The moment Jared sees her, he wants her, giving her an alternative option.
He wants this baby the natural way, so she’s going to have to sleep with him. And he wants to be part of his baby’s life. Meredith is willing to do whatever it takes, but she doesn’t expect to fall in love. But Jared isn’t the cold, heartless man she expected, and he makes her glow.
When his family tries to tear them apart, Jared vows to keep Meredith in his life. She’s the family he wants, and no one is getting in the way.
Excerpt:
“You can’t mean that.” She licked her lips.
He’d noticed she did that a lot when she was nervous.
Closing the distance between them, he stood toe-to-toe with her. Her head tilted back, and he stared into her eyes. Reaching out, he took her hand. Without any warning, he placed it on his already stiff cock. Rather than hide what she did to him, he was going to be open and honest with her. “You see, that is what you do to me, Meredith. This has nothing to do with the baby, but all about me and you. I want to see you get naked. I want to fuck your brains out and to know what your cunt feels like on my dick. I bet you get nice and wet.”
“I’m not good, Jared. I’m awful in bed.”
“Not fucking possible.” He cupped her face, slammed his lips down on hers, and kissed her hard. He didn’t let up, didn’t stop. Just took what he wanted, and the truth was, it was never going to be enough, not when it came to this woman. She made him ache, and it had only been a week. These feelings were all new where it came to Meredith. He’d never lived like a monk, but those other women didn’t compare to his woman.
His woman.
He relished the title.
Meredith, as far as he was concerned, was his. Every single part of her belonged to him. He was going to keep her and be completely selfish with her. No one else deserved her sweetness, only him.
When he slid his tongue across her lips, she let out a gasp and opened up to him, just how he liked it. Plunging his tongue inside, he met hers, tasting her, pressing his cock against her body. He ran a hand down her back, going to her ass and cupping the sweet flesh. The moment she moaned, he caressed up her body, aiming toward her tits. They were ripe, full, and his mouth watered for a taste of her.
The shirt she wore had way too many buttons. Gripping the edges, he tore it open and then pushed it down her arms. Beneath lay a crop top. He broke the kiss long enough to get it off her body and over her head. After tossing it to the floor, he held on to her hip, kissing her some more.
She moaned his name as he trailed his lips down her neck, sucking on her pulse.
Her tits beckoned him. He reached for the catch at the back of her bra and easily opened it. Her large, ripe tits sprang free and ready for attention.
Without waiting, he took a nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue back and forth, hearing her moan and gasp as he did. He moved to the next bud, lavishing attention as he circled the button of her jeans.
He worked them down with ease as Meredith finally sank her fingers into his hair.
Already we’re saying goodbye to March and Hello to April. This year is really flying by, but I’ve got lots of plans for the rest of the year, with lots of books. I’ve just currently typed The End to the next Crude Hill High. I’ll be submitting it to Evernight very soon. I’m so in love with this series. I find it a lot of fun to write and Ashley and Earl’s story delves into another trope I love, older hero, younger heroine. So much fun.
I hope you enjoyed this month’s releases, all three of them. Did you have a favourite? Also, this month on the release front, me and Stacey Espino are back with a brand new MC series. Love writing with this woman. She’s so talented.
What are your thoughts on the website? My sister is in the process of designing it, and making it easier to use. Let me know if there is anything you’d like to see or for us to make available.
There was a throwback Thursday for the book I’m Nothing, The Family series this was book 2
Did you get a copy ? Or did you already have this title? Tell me in the comment below what you thought about this book
Another Curvy women wanted book, Baby for Two. This will be book 27 in the series. and will be available wide from Tuesday April 6th (see above for the series link), again all of the curvy women wanted books can be read as standalone. Also, a brand new series called, Crave and Claimed, Book 1 is coming out and this is titled, She’s My Everything. This book will be available wide from Tuesday April 20th.
Talia Clarke has the biggest crush on her boss. He’s much older than her, an ex-biker, and owns the strip club where she works. As a virgin, she doesn’t exactly know how to approach him.
Sarge knew the moment Talia came into his bar, she’d be trouble. Her sweetness isn’t the problem. Her ass is. The moment he’s near her, he wants her. When she asks him to teach her how to fuck, he can’t deny her anything. He gets the chance to show her exactly what he likes. She’s untouched, and he doesn’t want anyone else to have what belongs to him. Talia is his, and he’ll bring every single fantasy to life to show her how good it can be between them.
But what will happen when she falls pregnant? Sarge didn’t promise her forever. Will he put his rules aside and let himself love, or will he turn his back on her and his unborn child?
Excerpt:
Talia stayed perfectly still at his side as he drove his truck down toward his home. He never slept where he worked. After closing up the club, he’d brought his truck to take Talia home with him.
Sarge had made sure to pay Danny a visit so the man knew to keep out of his business. He had no right telling Talia what he wanted, and next time, he was determined not to let his feelings show.
The way he’d learned to survive all these years was to keep shit to himself, so the fact others were seeing what he wanted, he didn’t like that at all.
He lived about a twenty-minute drive from the club just on the outskirts of the city. When he bought it close to seven years ago, it had been rundown. The price had been a steal because of how much work it needed. With the money he had, he invested in his club, repaired his home, and well, the rest is history.
Turning off the ignition, he made no move to get out. “Talia, I have no intention of hurting you. I won’t be teased or taken for a ride. You tell me to stop, I stop. Got it?”
“Yes.”
“And keep your insecurities at the door. My word is law inside that house. Understand?” he asked.
“Yes, I get it.”
“Good.”
He climbed out of the truck, grabbed her bag from the backseat, and made his way toward the front of the house. He kept a light on for his dog, Russ, who came to him the moment he opened the door.
“Hello, boy, how are you doing, buddy?” He knelt down, giving his dog a stroke.
The moment Russ saw Talia, he went straight to her, turning to give her access to stroke him.
“He’s my fierce guard dog,” he said.
Talia giggled, leaning down to stroke his belly. “Are you his fierce guard dog? You’re so cute. So very, very cute.” She blew kisses at him.
“All right, that’s enough. I don’t want you spoiling him. He won’t want to stay here alone.” He snapped his fingers and Russ got up, heading toward one of his many bed areas. Sarge had always been a sucker for a dog. Russ had been a stray he’d taken in, gotten him checked over by the vet, and finally adopted.
Dropping Talia’s bag in the sitting room, he turned to look at her. Her gaze moved around the room, clearly taking everything in. He smiled. Her attempt to seduce him was cute. Danny had tried to reassure him that the reason he spoke out of turn was that he noticed how they looked at one another. Well, with Talia wanting him to teach her about sex, he was more than happy to oblige, but she was only going to know how he liked it.
“Strip,” he said.
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. Take off all your clothes. I want you completely naked.”
Leah’s had enough. When an immature bully asks her out via a letter, she confronts him. She’s expecting a joke, but he seriously wants to go out with her.
Blake’s messed up. Since the moment he realized he was in love with Leah, he’s been in a state of panic. To make sure no one else dated her, he bullied her. Now, he’s done running from his feelings and wants her to know exactly how he feels.
Leah is determined to avoid him, but he’s not going to give up, showing her an all-new side to him that she doesn’t expect.
When he proposes, Leah is blown away. He refuses to let her go, promising her a lifetime, but Leah has to get through this moment right now. Will she take a chance on forever, or will she walk away in fear?
Excerpt:
“Nah, there’s only one hot babe I want to see.” He took a drink of beer.
“Do I need to take your car keys?”
“I’m only having one beer,” he said. “I’ll have soda for the rest of the night.”
“Suit yourself.”
“Here, let me take your jacket. I’ll be back down in a minute.” He took her jacket and headed upstairs, adding to the pile on the bed. After making his way back down, he didn’t find her in the kitchen. He walked outside to where she stood at the edge of the pool, drinking a beer. John was talking to her.
Closing the distance, he smiled at John, who smirked at him. “What are we all talking about?” he asked.
“Nothing,” John and Leah said in unison.
“I need to use the bathroom.” She put her beer down and as she walked away, he picked it up so no one could mess with it.
Leah was new to the party scene and he had to keep her safe.
“Dude, you’ve got it bad.”
“Do you want to tell me what you two were talking about?” he asked.
“Sure, we were talking about a science paper because we had nothing else to discuss. This is all awkward for everyone, her included. I get that she means a lot to you, man, but you’ve got to give up, or show her you mean business.”
“What do you mean?”
“Go kiss her. Stop looking for excuses. What the fuck was it this week at lunch? I got the text where you wanted me to randomly dare her to kiss you.” John shook his head. “You need to get your head out of your ass. Bullying her was bullshit, but playing this part is even more so, and it’s so damn weird to watch. You’re a grown-ass man. You can be a gentleman and get your point across without being a dick. If you excuse me, I need a drink.”
Blake still held Leah’s drink.
Seconds later, she came out. Her long hair cascaded all around her face and her cheeks were a little flushed. She had a brand-new drink and she smiled when she saw him holding the same one in his hands.
“You’re so sweet.”
He had to make a choice. He’d been trying all week to figure out how to get her to kiss him, when the truth was he had to stop making up excuses. Closing the distance between them, he cupped her face.
“Blake, what are you doing?”
In answer, he slammed his lips down on hers, kissing her. He pressed their bodies close together, making her spill her drink, which wasn’t his intention, but it happened. Her hands went to his arms, and he paused for a split second to see if she was pushing him away.
She wasn’t. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he tugged on the strands and she gasped, arching up.
That was all it took for him to plunge his tongue into her mouth, tasting her. She met her tongue against his.
She was everything he knew she’d be and even more.
Nipping at her lips, he pulled away. Her eyes were a little closed, but he became aware of their audience.
She opened her eyes, her cheeks going beet red. There was a slight frown on her face and he hoped she wasn’t thinking about the times he’d been a complete and total ass to her.
“Let’s get out of here.” He took her hand, ignoring the spilled beer. Someone else could clean it up, and it wasn’t like it would be the worst mess to happen.
Rose hates her husband and their relationship is dead, not that it ever began. It’s over and she wants a divorce. However, his gambling has handed her straight into the arms of a monster, Jared Cain, the city’s crime lord and all-around dangerous man.
What she doesn’t know is she’s now Jared’s wife.
From the moment he saw her picture, he was curious about her and determined to win her. Women rarely entertained him for long, but one look, one touch, and the feel of her, and Jared was hooked. He’s going to keep her for himself.
It’s not love. There’s no way this could be love.
Only, each day Rose spends with Jared, her feelings for him intensify. He’s not a nice man, but there’s more to him than meets the eye. However, what will happen when they discover she’s pregnant? Will Jared get rid of her or will he admit to having feelings for her as well?
Excerpt:
Jared expected the injustice, the anger, the resilience. After all, he’d just gone and told a strange woman that she’d become his. She now belonged to him. Every single part of her was nothing short of curvy perfection. The moment Sean put his wedding band in the ring and showed a picture of his woman, Jared had known he wanted her. Who wouldn’t with those big tits, full hips, and rounded ass? Every part of her called to him to possess. He wanted to fuck her, to hold on to those generous hips as he pounded inside her.
He’d felt an instant heat in his cock and the need to see her in person, to take her, well, it had only gotten stronger. What he found even more fascinating than her indignation was her curiosity. Rose wanted him, or at least her body did. The shirt she wore molded to every single curve and the tightness of her nipples were a calling to be sucked. When he first saw her tonight, he thought he was going to have to go easy on her, but there was something between husband and wife, something he wasn’t quite sure of.
What Rose Miles didn’t realize was the true extent of ownership he now claimed over her. The moment Sean had placed the wedding band within the circle, lawyers had been called, documents already signed. All he needed to do now was get Rose to sign them, and of course, the necessary paperwork was being drafted for her to become his in every sense of the word.
He closed the door behind him and watched as she stood, hands clenched at her sides, waiting for whatever instruction she needed. Along with the marriage documents, he’d organized a full background check so he could know everything there was to know about his wife.
She glanced around the apartment.
What was she thinking? She bit her lip. Those white teeth sinking into the flesh but not drawing blood. He wanted to run his thumb across her lip, to know everything about her, and this was indeed a unique situation.
Most women kept his attention for only a few minutes. He could fuck them and forget them just as fast. There was no doubt he was damn good in bed. When it came to the opposite sex, he never went out of his way to make them comfortable.
Walking past her, he went straight to his whiskey stand and poured them both a small glass. He didn’t say a word as he moved back to her. She still stood in his corridor. Placing the glass in her hand, he stared at her, waiting.
She took a sip, wrinkled her nose, and downed the rest.
Smiling, he took the glass from her and moved toward his kitchen, putting them in the sink. He gripped the edge of the counter, realizing he had two options here. One, leave her alone and allow her to become accustomed to what was happening, while getting blue balls in the process. The second, go out and see if his suspicions were correct.
He stared at the wall ahead of him.
This wasn’t like him. He wasn’t a nice man. To get what he wanted and where he was, he’d hurt people, and he had no remorse about that.
Slamming his hand down on the edge of the kitchen sink, he then moved out to where she still stood.
She looked at him, and he kept his gaze on her.
Time stood still.
Choices.
He closed the distance, sinking his fingers into her hair. He didn’t talk, tilted her head back, and slammed his lips down on hers.
She gasped and as she stepped back, he followed, pinning her up against the wall. He lifted her hands, pressing them either side of her head. Tracing his tongue across her bottom lip, he heard her moan and he shoved his tongue into her mouth, tasting her. He swallowed down her moan, teasing her.
Locking both of her hands above her head in his tight grip, he slowly teased a finger down her body, stroking across her beaded nipple. She was aroused.
He moved down to cup between her thighs. The jeans she wore got in the way. Popping the button open, he shoved his hand inside her panties and finally touched her to find her soaking wet.
Rose cried out, pulling away from the kiss. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”
Sally Bright has worked hard to make her bakery a place for people to enjoy good food. Then out of the blue, Hank Owens decides to come back to town and open up a bakery across the street from her.
Hank is sexier than she remembered, but he’s also the competition. She isn’t going to fall for him, not ever. He has no intention of putting Sally out of business, and what he really wants to do is get her into bed.
She’s drawn to him, and there’s no denying the attraction. It feels right to be in his arms, his bed, and his life. One moment, they’re enemies, the next, they’re in a relationship.
Hank wants a wife, a family, and he wants it all with Sally. Will she be able to handle his proposal?
Excerpt:
“I didn’t know what I was expecting.”
He snorted. “Oh, please. I know what people think. I’ve read the papers and stuff online. I know they all know I’m wealthy. Why not go and pick a house with twenty-five bedrooms, six kitchens, and all that. Believe it or not, Sally Bright, I’m a simple man at heart. I don’t want a museum. I wanted a home.”
“You know a lot of women would fall for that line.”
“Not you?”
“Oh, I’m a sucker for it. You sound sexy and like a feeling kind of man.”
He chuckled. “I’m telling you the truth.”
“And I do believe you. I know you don’t have anything to hide or to gain. This is your idea of a family home?” She had to give it to him, it was one hell of a home. It wasn’t small, but it would be perfect to raise a family in, which was what she imagined he was going for.
“Yes.”
“And you want a family?”
“Yes. Don’t you?”
“If you want this so much, why don’t you already have a family?”
He popped the lids off the beers and handed one to her. She took it from him and had a couple of sips. It was nice, tangy. She looked toward him, waiting.
“You want to know why?” he asked.
“Yep.”
“Money can’t buy everything. Sure, I can get the woman, the kids. I can have it all here, but it would all be fake. I’m not interested in fake. Never have been. I’m interested in real. That’s all I care about.”
“Real?”
“Yes. Real. I’ve yet to meet the right woman who wants to settle down. Have fun. Enjoy life. Kids. That’s what I want.”
“What about your health?”
“The reason I’m here is because of my health. I’ve got to slow down or I’d end up dead. I know you’d love to see that, me being your competition and all, but it’s not going to happen.”
“I don’t want you dead. Don’t say anything like that. Your health is important, far more than any silly competition.”
“Then can you help a sick man?”
She pressed her lips together, trying to contain her words. “What?” She squeezed out.
“Will you fuck this very sick man?”
“You’ve got a dirty mouth on you.”
He sank his fingers into her hair, tilting her head back. She looked up into his eyes, waiting for what he was going to say next.
He ran his thumb across her lip. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
“I’ve got a rough idea.”
“You drive me so fucking crazy.”
“Good,” she said.
She cried out as he took possession of her mouth. In the next second, her beer bottle was removed from her grip and he had her standing, kissing her deeply.
His hand left her hair and moved down her body to cup her ass. She moaned and he picked her up, carrying her toward the stairs.
“I’m too heavy,” she said.
“Shut the fuck up.”
“The city certainly didn’t clean up your mouth, did it?”
“No, I’m as dirty as I’ve ever been.”
He kicked open a door and dropped her onto the bed. He followed her straight down. His hands went to her hips, keeping her in place as he ravished her mouth.
Petra Hall doesn’t trust easily. An attack five years ago left her badly injured with scars all over her face and causing the removal of one eye. She has locked herself away from the world in a fortress. All she ever requires is a bodyguard. Drake Dome is sexy, hot, caring, and at times a little overbearing. It’s a shame she knows the truth about him.
Drake’s company is in trouble. Petra is a wealthy woman, who is more than capable of paying his debt. When he strike’s a deal with the woman’s father, he knows he’s made a mistake. He’s not the kind of man to try and trick a woman for money. After meeting Petra in person, he sees the pain, suffering, and loss she feels. She’s all alone in this world, and someone cruelly came and took any confidence she had and killed it. He will show her there are good people in the world that are worth taking a chance on.
Petra knows the truth. She would rather be alone than risk ever getting close to a man who would take a deal with her father. She doesn’t need love or touch, or anything Drake has to offer. That is until he kisses her. Until he touches her. Until he makes her realize everything she has missed out on.
Is there any way for her to open her heart to this man? She’s already lost so much, there’s no way she can survive more pain.
Be Warned: anal sex
Excerpt:
“What do you want from me?” she asked.
He stared at her. His gaze went to her lips then back to her eye.
She waited.
“Well, first, I’d like you to kiss me.”
She burst out laughing. “Are you insane?”
“No. You know who I am and why I came here. I didn’t hold anything back from you. I didn’t hide. I’ve been open, honest, and this is who I am. You can hate me all you want, but it’s not going to change anything. I want you, Petra. I promise I won’t ever lie to you again.”
She didn’t move as he waded through the water. They were both at the shallow end, and she made no move to cover herself or to hide.
“I fired you.”
“Yeah, well, I’m not going anywhere. I signed a contract for a year to save your life. If you don’t like my services, I’ll consider walking away, but until then, I will protect your ass.”
“What if I offer you the money for the company?”
“I’ll take it, but it doesn’t mean you’re getting rid of me.”
Before she could make another offer, he slammed his lips down on hers, giving her her very first kiss.
****
Drake had been dreaming of kissing her for so long. Her inexperience showed, but he didn’t care if she hadn’t kissed a thousand men.
This was her first kiss, he just knew it.
Her hands stayed by her sides for the longest time. He sank his fingers into her hair, tilting her head back and ravishing her mouth, and she let out a little moan. It was such a tiny sound, but he heard it.
Sucking her lip into his mouth, he growled, wanting to sink inside her, to feel her virgin cunt around his dick.
Instead, he ran his thumb across her lip and watched her.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“What I should have done the day I met you.” He kissed her again, licking across her lip, plunging into her mouth, and tasting her. This time, she touched him, and it felt fucking amazing. Just her hands on his shoulders, but it was enough.
Deepening the kiss, he brought her body flush against him, but she shook her head.
“No, you lied.”
“I didn’t lie.”
“You didn’t tell me the truth,” she said.
“I didn’t know how to tell you the truth.”
“It doesn’t mean you can just kiss me and think it’s all going to be okay. It doesn’t work like that.” She pushed him away and he let her, but he didn’t stop following her.
She climbed out of the pool and he saw her hard nipples as they pressed against the front of her swimsuit.
He’d seen her swim several times, and she really was beautiful. “I know you’re angry and I’ll give you some time to come to terms with what happened.”
She laughed. “Come to terms? Drake, you’re fired. Pack your stuff and get the hell out of my house.” She stomped off and he watched her go.
Drake picked up his clothing and pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. He made a quick call to one of his friends at the precinct, letting him know there was a chance a call could come through and the location.
Once he made sure no cops were going to be stopping by to arrest him, he got dressed and went to her office. He’d made master keys of the house, and putting one into the lock, he found the file on her desk. All the details her assistant, Gale, had told her about him.
He wasn’t going to let this get in the way. On her desk was a picture of her mother. It was clearly taken before she’d gotten ill. Petra looked happy as well. No sign of the husband, which was good.
“I’ll take good care of her, I promise.”
Instead of leaving, he got to his feet, locked her office, and went to the kitchen to make Petra, her favorite meal. Meatballs and spaghetti. He’d found her weakness. She loved it with lots of cheesy garlic bread as well. Rolling his sleeves up, he set to work.
When Meghan Young is sent out to the mountains to improve her health, she never expected to be attracted to Mount, the owner of the house and land where she’s staying. He’s gruff, sharp, hard, sexy, and intense. There’s no way a man like him could ever want her—is there?
Mount left the world behind to start a life for himself away from society. When Meghan enters his home, he can’t help his feelings for the sexy, curvy woman. She’s everything he’s ever wanted, but he can’t have her. She’s only there to break her workaholic tendencies, not to be with him.
One touch is all it takes, and Meghan wants him more than any other man. He’s like a drug. His touch sets her on fire. His voice makes her ache.
What started out as an imposed prison turns into the key to her heart.
Be Warned: anal sex
Excerpt:
Meghan opened her eyes and felt a large hand on her breast. Glancing down, she saw it there, not massaging or coping a feel, but held her firmly against his chest. Mount was behind her, and she froze.
Her tit was in his palm. The puckered nipple was hard, and she wanted to rub against him to create some friction.
He let out a grunt and she became aware of something prodding her ass.
His cock.
Mount was rock-hard, next to her ass, and did he feel so good. She closed her eyes and tried to control the pulse of need rushing through her body.
His other hand was on her hip. It was too much for her to bear.
Get a grip, Meghan.
He moved and his hand tightened. She couldn’t help the little moan that escaped as he touched her.
“Meghan,” he said.
“It’s, er, it’s fine.”
“Shit, I’m sorry.” He made no move to let her go and the touch on her hip got harder.
You can either pretend this never happened. Leave the bedroom, and spend the rest of your time wondering why you didn’t explore this. Or, you can do something you would never do and wriggle your ass against his cock and see what he does.
What if he throws me away? What if I’m reading this all wrong?
Leave or wriggle.
Your choice.
She wriggled her hips and he held her steady.
“Meghan?” Her name sounded more like a warning as it came from his lips.
She was crazy. Need flooded her body and rather than back down, like she probably should, she didn’t. She ignored his grip, and instead, pushed back, wanting to feel him surround her.
He let out a curse, but she didn’t care. Within seconds, he had her locked against him. “What do you think you’re doing?” he asked, his growl next to her ear.
“If you don’t want me, say so.” He wouldn’t be the first man to tell her she was unwanted.
She cried out as he cupped her between her thighs, stroking her pussy over her pajama bottoms.
“You think I don’t want this?” he asked. “You think I haven’t been watching this ass prance around my home, and not thinking about how good you’d feel on my dick?”
She never expected him to be such a dirty talker, but she wasn’t about to complain. It felt so good to be with him. So fucking good.
He rubbed her harder and she reached behind her, touching his cock, feeling how long, hard, and thick he was. She’d never been with a man his size, and it would hurt. Mount shoved her bottoms down and she helped to kick them off. She cried out as he plunged not one but two fingers inside her pussy.
“Oh, fuck. You’re nice and tight, aren’t you? You’re fucking perfect.” He pumped in and out of her, his thumb stroking over her clit. He let her go, pushing the quilt out of the way. There was a rush of a chill over her body, but she ignored it as the heat building inside her was more than enough to keep her warm.
