We still have a few days to figure out what to do for the auction. You come to me in a flash of lightning, as rain pounds the burning streets beneath my balcony. It goes all the way up. Leaning in, he swept his tongue over hers and savored the cool, chocolate taste of her. Fucking her with more care and reverence than he could have imagined possible. He was too caught up in the pictures in the file—Lacey dressed in short-shorts and a skimpy tank top while she opened the door to her muscle-bound lover.
Just held her while she sobbed like her heart was breaking, then took her into the shower and held her while she cried some more. I can take all of you. You know what they do to people who fuck with them? Once he breaks through her inhibitions, he soon finds an unexpected obsession driving Genevieve right to the edge of desire. Ash Lewis has poured every last ounce of his blood, sweat, and tears into reaching the very top of the professional snowboarding world—until the unthinkable happens. She never gives in to her secret fantasies—until she meets a mysterious stranger who teaches her how little control she really has over her mind or her body. Lacey moaned as Byron entered her, his thickness an invasion that stretched her beyond comfort and into a pleasure-pain that was unbelievably exciting. With each slide of his thumb, she trembled more.
When he learns his alluring neighbor is the one writing the sizzling blog that keeps him up all night, he can't resist offering to fulfill her fantasies in the flesh. His fingers tightened on the picture as his dick hardened painfully. Yet that was impossible; she was crying like her whole world was crashing in on her and there was nothing she could do to stop it. She screamed his name as her arousal shot through the roof and her lithe body bowed against him. Anonymous, that is, until her dark and ultrasexy neighbor discovers her dirty secret.
When he learns his alluring neighbor is the one writing the sizzling blog that keeps him up all night, he can't resist offering to fulfill her fantasies in the flesh. As his lips skimmed over her hip bone and abdomen, stopping to nibble at each birthmark and freckle, she feared that soon even that ability would fail her. And she loved every second of it, her cunt running with the slick proof of her desire for him. Then he meets Tansy Hampton. But Byron isn't the only man provoked by Lacey's writing.
These girls suffered enough—more than enough—and the idea that they had to put up with some john beating on them hit him where he lived. He began to move, gentle thrusts at first that glided in and out of her. Gregory glanced down at the photos he never kept far from his desk. I've been on my own a long time and that's the way I like it. Anonymous, that is, until her dark and ultrasexy neighbor discovers her dirty secret. And then he was moving on, moving down, his lips skimming over the top of her mons, down the side of her hip. Despite her nervousness, she kept poking at Derek, hoping to make him slip.
The sensations kept coming, never-ending waves of ecstasy that shot up her spine, her arms and legs, through every part of her. But for once, no fantasies were coming. But first—first he needed to know everything about Lacey Adams. My name is Zoe Brandt. Burned once too often, true crime writer Lacey Richards has sworn off love. Her nails dug into his back, her teeth into his shoulder, and still he kept at her. Cole Adams arrives in New Orleans believing Genevieve is his last hope for solving the murder of his younger sister.
Again and again he shoved himself into her—brutally hard and without compassion. She felt too good, too alive, and he wanted to hold on to every single part of her. . As he did, an overwhelming sadness filled him. With her wrapped around him like a fist, her strong body quivering against his, and the wind lashing them with rain-soaked sweetness, he wanted nothing more than to stay like this forever. I want to help Anne Marie.
But as the minutes ticked by, he beca me more and more aware of where he was and who he was with. What would I do with a hat like that? God knows this city has enough crime to stock a library full of books. Too bad Ryder still sees her as a little sister. My Review: Whoa this book was really amazing! You raise my skirt, rip my underwear from my burning pussy and take me right there, before I ever have a chance to see your face. The story should run on the news tonight.
But she must have gone too far, because he pulled his hand back so fast he nearly stumbled. Lacey whimpering, not in pain but desire, as he took her again and again and again. Right now, all she knew was that it needed to be someone not from New Orleans or Louisiana or D. Pulling out, he yanked off the condom. There is also the suspense story line that comes from Lacey's investigations that turn up much more than a simple prostitution ring.