Friday, August 30, 2013

~Conflicted Cover Reveal


When you think about your life are there things you would reverse? 

Derek Scott is the twenty-six year old drummer of Battlescars. With a past marred by tragedy, he has a hard time letting people in. He's also made his share of mistakes. Now, he's trying to come to terms with the choices he has made recently and what they mean for him. 

When someone from his past comes back into his life, Derek thinks maybe he can get back on track. However, things unravel, leaving him more unclear than ever. When long kept secrets find him and force him to decide what really matters in his life, will he be able to choose a path - or will he always be conflicted?


Release date set for September 25th


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Thursday, August 29, 2013

~Naughty Girl Promo Post

#1 Naughty Girl Series

Alexandra loved the hot sex she experienced as a submissive in the bedroom, but would never give her heart to any man.

After getting hurt by his sub and wife, Paul swore he would never make that kind of commitment to a woman again.

They meet at the club that Alex frequents and quickly become play partners. The sex is amazing, but despite their reservations, they begin to fall for each other. Will they be willing to admit their feelings for each other?

Contains some BDSM (light) and sexual situations. Intended for audiences 18+.

#2 Naughty Girl Series

Alexandra opened her heart and let herself be vulnerable to Paul. The walls around Paul's heart were torn down by the feisty Alex. Both of them are happier than they've been in a long time.

Paul's ex-wife comes to town and turns their life upside down and shakes Paul to the core. Will Alex be collateral damage of his past?

Can Paul show Alex that she's the only one for him before it's too late? Or will someone else from their past destroy them beyond repair?
Due to language and sexual situations, this book is intended for ages 18+

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~Beats Review


WARNING: BEATS is specially formulated for horn dogs, porn oglers, smut peddlers, BDSM junkies, M/M and M/M/F addicts, DP dabblers, body modification connoisseurs, and lovers of A2M backdoor sexy times. If you dont fall into these categories, cant stomach hot man-on-man action, or if you have no idea what the above acronyms mean, please back away from BEATS now. This isn’t the book you’re looking for. Failure to heed this warning could inadvertently throw unauthorized users into a persistent vegetative state, or at the very least, require administration of a defibrillator to the chest and/or groin area. Nobody wants that.

For months, shy drummer Jinx Hardwick has been silently crushing on her tall, dark, and scary bandmate, Toombs Badcock. Drawn to his frightening ink and scars, she yearns to uncover the shadowy secrets lurking behind his silver eyes, but Jinx is too intimidated to even look at him, let alone talk to him. When she stumbles upon Toombs and their manipulative lead guitarist Rax in a compromising position, Jinx realizes her chances of winning Toombs’s heart aren’t just a long shot—they’re nonexistent. To make matters worse, Jinx’s family needs her at home. She’s about to back away from it all—Toombs, the band, her dreams of fame and fortune—when Rax makes her an offer she can’t refuse: a no-holds-barred night alone with Toombs. There’s one small catch. She has to go through Rax to get it.



This book contained vile language, shocking unholy sexual acts, surprise piercings, some really unexpected twisted turns, and I effing LOVED IT!!

This is book is the second in the series Hard Rock Harlots, and is written from Jinx Point of view.

Jinx is the drummer for the band Killer Buzz Float; she is one of those quiet types but really has a lot of struggles going on in life. The first is that right now she can’t make music. Jinx has not had an easy life and her family is struggling at home, she is struggling on the tour with the band and can’t seem to get out of the funk she is in because she just can’t seem to get one certain band mate out of her head.

Until that one night…………..She walks on the bus to find him in a threesome and she finds herself wishing it was a foursome, amazingly enough she got a taste, but had to walk away.

“I view you as a challenge to be conquered. A body to be mastered. A soul to own, if only for a night. I can share you with Toombs if it means I get to taste you alone, in all your Glory. Once I’ve feasted, I’ll leave the two of you to your own devices” (Rax)

Then comes the proposition from Rax…….he offers an unlikely solution, and somehow Jinx finds herself agreeing. After the terms of the agreement are set Rax, Toombs, and Jinx spend the weekend having some of the most mind blowing sex I have ever read…..But this weekend does not come without complications.

“Toombs is Rax’s sub. Nothing I say or do can change that. But I’ll do my best to minimize Rax’s influence while I’ve got Toombs in my sight” (Jinx)

“Do it Toombs. All of it. I just want to be yours. If only for a little while. Make me…..Yours” (Jinx)

Jinx has feelings for Toombs…… Toombs and Rax are a couple……Toombs has feelings for Jinx……Rax Wants Jinx…….Jinx Despises Rax……..and so it starts………Will Jinx find her Beats again? Will Toombs stay with Rax or will he choose the girl he has feelings for, his match? Guess you’ll have to read this book!

 “I can’t be Rax, but I’ll be your Gianna if you’ll let me. Give me a shot at making it work. That’s all I ask” (Jinx)

“Beat the shit out of me, use my body as your kit. Find your rhythm under my skin and build a song/ Out of me” (Toombs)

I without a doubt whole heartedly give this book 5 + stars I thought Kendall Grey wrote a one of a kind book with Strings and that it couldn’t be outdone but I have absolutely been proven wrong!!!


About the Author:

Kendall Grey is the self-appointed past, present, and future president of the Authors Behaving Badly Club. A whale warrior and indie freedom fighter, she spends summers in the corner (usually with a dunce cap on her head) and winters hunched at the peak of Mt. Trouble, fiery pens of fury (complete with invisible ink) flying across the pages. She has a big set of cajones, and she's not afraid to use them. In her spare time, Kendall speaks your mind so you don't have to.

Kendall lives off a dirt road near Atlanta, Georgia but don't hold that against her. 


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Wednesday, August 28, 2013

~Running in Place Cover Reveal


Tatum O’Connell:

Some call me a party girl. People see me as happy, full of life, with absolutely no cares in the world. They see what I want them to see. But no one knows me - really knows me. Not even Noah Reese.  Mr. Perfect is always watching me, most likely judging every single imperfect thing I do. But, if Noah wants to keep an eye on me, that’s just fine. I definitely don’t mind. I just hope he doesn’t have any plans to save me from my new-found life of self-destruction because in order to save me, he will have to see me…

And I’m never going to let that happen.

Noah Reese:

Perfect. That’s me. That’s the only acceptable way to be, according to my father. Perfect grades. Perfect manners. Perfect athlete. Perfect SAT scores. Perfect college. And recently, I was accepted into the perfect med school. My future has already been mapped out for me and there’s nothing that can change that. Not even Tatum O’Connell. That girl is out of control, yet for some reason, I can’t seem to keep my distance from her. I watch her closely, hoping that one day she’ll let me in, but watching her lead her life down the dangerous path she’s on right now isn’t easy…

I have a feeling I’m about to find myself swept away by the hurricane that is Tatum O’Connell.

“Two fleeting souls,

Unknowingly tethered.

Too slowly drawn,

Impatient fate calls.

The jolting collide intertwines their lives

And splinters their walls.”                                                                                        

“Catalyst” – Noah Reese


Expected release date: Late October 2013


·         Mending Hearts #1 - Running on Empty:

·         Mending Hearts #1.5 -  Recovery:

·         Mending Hearts #2 - Running in Place


Author Bio:


L.B. Simmons is a graduate of Texas A&M University and holds a degree in Biomedical Science. She has been a practicing Chemist for the last 11 years. She lives with her husband and three daughters in Texas and writes every chance she gets.

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Still laughing and not paying attention, I round the corner, only to run straight into a completely different kind of trouble.  A brown-headed, blue-eyed, whirlwind kind of trouble.  A trouble that looks unbelievably hot in a tight-ass, short black dress.  A trouble wearing the highest black heels I’ve ever seen, heels that make her legs look unbelievable and should be outlawed judging by the bulge forming inside my dark Diesels. Damn. She’s also a trouble that I’ve formed a decent friendship with over the last few weeks, so any mental images I have of her doing certain things to me wearing those heels have got to go. 

“Hey!” she says laughing as she flips her hair off her shoulders.  My eyes immediately land on her pouty lips, the clear shine reflecting off of them as she smiles. “What are you doing here?”

I clear my throat and tear my gaze from her mouth.  “Getting my check, you?”

She looks me up and down as she nods her head. “Me too,” she says clearing her own throat.  “Where are you going, looking all spiffy?”

I chuckle because only she would say spiffy.  “I’m taking Piper to that new club, Parallel. Where are you going looking all spiffy?”

She claps her hands together excitedly before taking my hand.  “We’re going there too!  Yay!”

I’m still surprised every time she touches me.  It’s such a drastic change from the first day at the duplexes.  As I think about the last month or so - all the times that we laughed together at something ridiculous that she said, or the fact that she insists on bumping hips with me every single time a song comes on the radio that she likes while singing at the top of her lungs, even the times she lightly brushes her hand across my arm while she’s speaking – there’s a level of comfort and ease about our friendship. Reason five hundred why I need to curb my inappropriate thoughts about this one.

I smile to myself as she tugs me harder.  “Where are you taking me?”

“To the employee bathroom!”

Well, that did absolutely nothing to fend off dirty thoughts.


She giggles. Obviously, she’s already started drinking.  Great.  Well, at least we’ll be at the same place so I can make sure Dickhead the Douchebag takes care of her.

“Because, I’m gonna fix your hair.  It looks too…perfect.  It needs to be messy – sexy, like you.” She stops dead in her tracks. “Um…I mean, as sexy as you look now.” She exhales, frustrated. “Sexily dressed, that’s what I mean.” She bites her bottom lip nervously as she mentally tries to hook her words and reel them back in.  I just laugh because she looks so damn cute.

“So, you think I’m sexy?”

Saying nothing else, she rolls her eyes and pulls me in the direction of the bathroom.  Once we arrive, she flips on the light and points at the toilet for me to take a seat. Turning on the faucet, she sets her purse on the counter and pulls out a travel size hairspray.  After digging around for a little while longer, she turns towards me.

“Well, I guess this will have to do.” She tilts her head to the left and then scrunches her mouth to the same side, deep in thought. Nodding to herself, she leans over and wets her fingers in the sink before stepping in between my legs. 

She breathes in deeply before placing her fingers in my hair.  Slowly, she distributes the water throughout, often leaning back to the faucet to get more.  Her cool hands work from the sides of my head toward the top, where her fingers interlace to form a spiky section down the center. Then she bends at the waist, placing her face so close to mine, her breaths hit my mouth.  I know I can’t have her, but damn if I don’t want to take some piece of her with me. So greedily, I take in her air with every breath she releases. Her eyes still focused on my hair, I watch her mouth. Still breathing with her, I lick my lips, the movement distracting her so that she brings her blue eyes to mine. In silence, we stare, only the shared breaths between us are heard.

Taking her hand out of my hair, she places it on the side of my face and gently strokes my cheek with her thumb as we hold each other’s eyes.  Before long, I watch a soft saddened half-smile appear on her lips.  “Much better,” she says with one last soothing run of her thumb before she backs away.  Reaching for the hair spray, she tweaks the top of my hair, pulling random pieces in different directions before spraying them.  I fight the urge to put my hands around her waist and pull her into me.  To hold her. To have her.

Instead, I sit with my hands on my knees, wanting what I can’t have.

After a couple of more sprays, she steps back.  “All done. You’re good to go. To the bar. With Piper,” she says, the pitch of her voice getting higher with each incomplete sentence spoken.  There’s no mistaking the heartache radiating between the both of us.  It’s so thick I could slice it with a knife.
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Tuesday, August 27, 2013

~Teach Me Love Cover Reveal


Jacob Greene, sexy multimillionaire CEO of Greene Publishing is a broken man desperate to find reason in his life. Losing Katherine, the love of his life, makes a once gentle and kindhearted man into someone dark and miserable. 

Abigail Anderson, single mother, second grade teacher, is tired of living her life alone. But the only man she's ever loved betrayed her and left her in the dark. 

Now, three years later, their paths cross. A rocky beginning soon turns into something more. Real. The feeling is mutual and their feelings grow. But secrets always have a way of coming out. 

Will Jacob and Abigail be able to learn how to to love again or will they suffer alone for the rest of their lives?

Author Bio:

My name is Saoching Moose, writing as S.Moose. My debut novel, Reaching Out For You, published on June 8, 2013. This novel is the first of the Never Letting Go Series. I am a self-published author and I love every moment. I have met some amazing people and am very excited about what's to come.

 I live in Webster, NY with my husband. I enjoy being with my family and friends. I graduated from St. John Fisher College with my Bachelor of Arts degree in 2011. 

I love writing and it's always been a dream of mine to publish my work. I'm an avid reader and love reading books with a happy ending-I'm a sucker for romance. I want to inspire others with my words the way I have been inspired through countless works of literature. I think that everyone has a purpose in life, it just takes time to find it.

Twitter: @S_Moose060912

Monday, August 26, 2013

~Open Your Eyes Promo Post

Open Your Eyes

Jani Kay

Adult Contemporary Romance Novel
Second chances? Twisted love triangle? Hot steamy sex? Hell YES!

Warning: 18+ Contains sex scenes and explicit language


Shattered and disillusioned after separating from her domineering husband, all Natalie wants, is a peaceful Christmas vacation in New York City, with her 21 year old daughter, Olivia. Uncomplicated. No pressure. Fun.

What she didn’t expect, was meeting a dangerously handsome stranger in an art gallery. He is charming, sexy as hell, and does funny things to her insides. Her frozen heart slowly melts as he seduces her, awakening her deepest desires, showing her that the kind of love she craves is very possible. She wants him as much as he wants her.

Battling his demons from the past, famous photographer Nicholas Gallagher has successfully evaded serious relationships, earning him the title of the world’s most eligible bachelor. But from the moment he lays eyes on Natalie, she stirs something in him. Compelled to chase the sadness from her vivid blue eyes, Nick is captivated by the spirited Australian beauty.
Hot romance.
Steamy sex.
Absolute perfection.
Until Natalie gets a call from home – one she can’t ignore.  In a fateful moment the game changes and throws her life into chaos. Gabriel, her jealous ex, wants her back. Two powerful men want her. She is forced to make a choice that will tear her apart.
Will Natalie make the right choice? Will she finally find her soul mate, the one person who can look into her eyes and see deep into her soul, everything she is and everything she desires… will she finally open her eyes?

A Stand-alone Novel


What reviewers have to say about Open Your Eyes:

Holy Crap!! ~ 5 Stars  ~ K. Greer

“What a book! Let me just say the epilogue blew me away!!!!! Blows my mind!

Sit Down, Strap In And Hold On Tight - Truly An Emotional Ride! ~ 5 Stars ~Lacstines

Amazing, hard to put down story. This was an excellent read which had you on an emotional rollercoaster. The epilogue truly did me in. A love story if I ever read one.

Heartbreaking Love Story. ~ 5 Stars ~ M. Gerena

“Open your Eyes was an amazing good read from the beginning to the end! I was so emotionally and mentally invested in the storyline that I experienced sleep deprivation.”

Seriously…Open Your Eyes & Read It!  ~ 5 Stars ~ Torrie

“I am SOOOOO glad that I took the time to read this book. I loved the story and I loved, loved, loved the ending. I would recommend this to anyone who asks!!”

Truly, Madly, Deeply !  ~ 5 Stars ~ R. Brannon

The ups and downs of the book had me screaming and turning the pages quicker and quicker. Absolutely loved this read and I think a lot of woman can relate to Natalie. Great read, it will not disappoint.

Touching!!  ~ 5 Stars ~ S. Bachovin

“Loved this book. So touching. Made me cry. Can't wait to read more from this author.”

Author Bio

Jani has been married for a long time to a special man, and her two children and their partners are the sunshine in her life. She is a voracious reader and would spend her last dollar on a book - always fascinated that for the mere price of a book, she can escape her world for a while and see through someone else's eyes.

Besides reading, her favorite 'thing' is traveling - she has traveled the world, learning about the ways people live and has come to the realization that no matter where we live, we all ultimately want the same things. Her hobby - Scrapbooking - keeps her up till way after midnight and her usual subjects are her family and her travels.

Ever since she can remember, Jani wanted to write stories about people, about their lives and loves. Relationships and Happiness - arguably the most difficult things to master in life and yet exactly what everyone ultimately desires (in her humble opinion).

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Interview with Jani Kay

What is it that you enjoy about writing fiction?
When I write I go into a different world. It is the purest form of escape. Time stands still. All my senses are engaged. I am fully alive, but in an alternative universe. It is a feeling unlike any other. Addictive.
I love peeling back the layers and discovering all that is hidden beneath the surface of the book characters. I want to keep digging till I get to the very core of them – of what makes them tick, their inner desires, their conflicts and fears - searching into their very soul.
I am an observer of people and their behaviours; you will always find me in the back corner of a café, sipping a latte, watching people, imagining what goes on in their lives.
When did you first know you wanted to become a writer?
My childhood dream was to be a writer - I wrote elaborate stories with well-developed plots and characters. I told my younger brothers stories I made up as I went, every night before bed. I have a VERY active imagination... My writing style is the same – I am what is known as a ‘pantser’ - weaving stories by the seat of my pants, making it up as I go, letting the characters speak for themselves. I merely record the story they show me in a movie in my head.
As a teenager I spent school vacations reading. I would start a book in the morning and only close my eyes when done at around 3 am, sleep a bit, wake and start the next book... I have always been a voracious reader...
I would spend my last dollar on a book. Reading gives insight into another human being’s thoughts, expands your mind - all for the small price of a book – often less than the cost of a coffee. Amazing!

What made you write your first book?
Fear of failure is the biggest stumbling block to realising our dreams. All my life up until last year, I waited, thinking I had to write something really profound. Then one day I had an AHA moment - I realised I didn’t need to, I could simply write what I enjoyed and connected with - steamy adult romance... seems there are an awful lot of people who like reading it...
I realised that time is fleeting, that I had do it NOW - not waiting any longer to realise my dreams. I had to open my eyes to the possibilities. I didn’t want to die with regrets of never having the courage to follow my passion of writing.

Tell us about ‘Open Your Eyes’ – your début novel.
I started writing Open Your Eyes in the air, flying between Australia and New York in January 2013. It's a very long flight…
I’d just been to New York for New Year – to see the ball drop in Times Square with my daughter – something on our ‘bucket list’. So a big part of the story plays off in New York.
In Open Your Eyes, Natalie is a disillusioned forty year old woman who is in search of inner peace and tranquillity; she wants to escape her problems by having a fun and relaxing vacation in NYC with her feisty daughter, Olivia. No pressure, no worries, no complications…
Natalie believes in second chances in spite of her demons. Separated from domineering Gabriel – whose cruel and jealous ways hurt her deeply – she still hopes for reconciliation for her family’s sake.
However, her world is turned upside down when she unexpectedly meets a charming, seductive bachelor – the famous photographer Nicholas Gallagher - who awakens her latent desires and sweeps her off her feet in a delicious holiday romance.
Just as Natalie starts falling for Nick, Fate steps in. Caught up in a heart wrenching love triangle, she is forced to make a difficult choice. Gabriel is her first love, the man whose name and children she bears. Nick truly sees her, deep into her soul. Both men want her. Who will she choose? Because above all, Natalie wants a second chance at love and happiness.
So one of the issues we explore in ‘Open Your Eyes’ is how she deals with her search for her true soul mate. Is it ever too late; are we ever too old to stop yearning for that special connection?
Why is ‘Open Your Eyes’ based on mature adults?
As a voracious ‘more mature’ reader, I have read a lot of contemporary romances, particularly all the latest best-selling romances. And although I enjoyed reading them, I sometimes couldn’t quite connect as much with the very young heroines. I wanted to read about someone I could identify with myself, a heroine who had a bit of life experience, who had been through ups and downs over a few decades of life.
Natalie is forty, experienced and mature, but she still has a LOT of living left in her. So we follow her journey in ‘Open Your Eyes’. And yes, sex is still very hot and steamy at that age!! Probably even better, as she is in the prime of her life...

…from Chapter 7
             Nick must have sensed that I was awake. He slowly opened his eyes, confused for a few seconds before remembering where he was. He caught me in the act of staring at him, drawing in a short sharp breath when he looked down at me, straight into my eyes. A wicked grin spread over his face as he turned onto his side and hauled me even closer, encaging me with both his arms.

 “What a lovely way to wake up,” he whispered as he planted a kiss in my hair. His big hand rubbed up my back leisurely, as if he was savoring the moment, his palm applying just the right amount of pressure to my spine to make me want to purr. In spite of trying to suppress it, a small moan escaped my lips as he reached my neck and gently traced up it with his fingers, till his hand disappeared into my hair. Very gently, he massaged the base of my scalp till I dug my forehead into his chest, the simple touch sending ripples of pleasure through my already aroused body.

Good God! I barely knew the man, but his touch alone could ignite a fire in my belly of a magnitude I had never experienced before. If he could get this kind of toe-curling reaction from me by merely massaging my neck, what would making love with him do to me?

He gently tugged a fist full of my hair, raising my face up to his. I had closed my eyes, not wanting him to see the desire burning deep within me. My heart pounded in my chest as I tried desperately to keep my breathing even.

“Open your eyes. Look at me,” he whispered. I obeyed, even though it would expose my deepest feelings, slowly meeting his intense gaze. I gasped at the yearning in his eyes. My eyes melted into his as he searched my soul, seeing deeper than anyone ever had.

“Natalie,” he groaned softly as his head dipped and his lips covered mine. The kiss was gentle at first, a meeting of mouths and tasting one another. “So sweet,” he murmured against my mouth, then let his tongue slide along my lips, till I parted my mouth to let him slip in. He tasted of cheesecake and sleep…and passion and fire. His silky tongue glided along mine, a mingling of breaths and raw desire.

His hand moved down my back to cup my bottom and pull me against his body, closing the gap between us. So far I had carefully avoided touching in intimate places, much like a virgin in denial of the awakening of her body.

His arousal pushed into my belly, and I let out a gasp that he swallowed quickly with his mouth. My pulse quickened at the feel of his hard length throbbing against me, only the fabric of our clothing between us. The warm liquid pooling between my legs begged for more of him, but I lay there, unable to move, stunned that this man so obviously wanted me. I was getting more and more out of my depth with every passing moment. I wanted him, yet I wasn’t sure how to respond.

I’d never been a one-night stand type of girl. And I definitely didn’t do sex on a first date. Hell, this wasn’t even supposed to be a date. And he was virtually a stranger. Yet the want – the longing – in my belly overwhelmed my senses. I wanted to rub up against his erection; I wanted to kiss him till I was breathless. But I just lay there, dumbstruck.


I screwed my eyes shut.

 “I want you, Natalie. God, how I want you…” He thrust his pelvis against my stomach, grinding his steel hard length into me to affirm his words. “But I would never take you now. Not like this.”

His words had a strange effect on me – calming and evoking feelings of deep trust.

“I sense your fear, my little one, why are you so afraid?” His husky voice soothed me over. How could I tell him? Words weren’t enough.

“Open your eyes so I can see what you’re feeling. It's OK, I won’t hurt you.” Concern laced his voice. His hand cupped my chin, his thumb gently caressing my lips. I could drown in his touch alone.

My lids were heavy. Heavy with desire and pain and fear.

“Open, Natalie,” he coaxed so gently I couldn’t refuse.

I forced my eyes to open, my lids lifting slowly, trying to force my gaze to be neutral. But the moment I looked into his – soft and gentle – all the emotions came rushing back. This man could look deep into my soul without me uttering a word.

A sigh of relief escaped his lips. “You want me too…” he breathed as a wicked, wicked grin spread over his lips.

He must have read the confusion in my eyes. “For a moment there I thought you didn’t want me, little one. But your eyes tell me everything I need to know.”

The pressure from his thumb increased on my lips, and as a small gasp escaped, he pushed his thumb into my mouth. I sucked his thumb hungrily, my groin throbbing with want.

“Ahh, God,” he groaned. “What you do to me…” He took my hand in his and slipped it between us, resting my palm on his erection, which had grown even harder and longer as I touched it. “I want you.” I stroked his length lovingly, my thumb rubbing over the tip roughly, sucking his thumb harder and harder.

He pulled his thumb from my mouth and instantly replaced it with a warm wet kiss, his tongue wild, stroking, teasing, hot and wet.

His hands slipped under my top, finding my breasts like missiles, pushing my bra cups up. “You feel so good,” he moaned softly, “a perfect handful,” as his thumbs rolled and pinched my aching nipples. His words turned me on even more, the heat between my legs rising, my panties wet with want.

I slung my leg over his, pressing my body as close to his as I could get it, rubbing my mound against his throbbing erection, desperate for the friction, pushing him closer with my leg on his ass. It was driving me wild, in spite of the barrier of clothing between us.


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