Evie's thoughts scrambled. Her chest rose and fell. Lord, could this man dance... They danced together song after song, the suited arm clamped around her waist showing no intention of letting her go any time soon. But she didn't want to go. Shaking off the burning ache in her feet from hours in four inch …
Dim lights, satin sheets Spiced cinnamon candles glow Mouths merge in inflamed dance Straddling his wide hips, he slowly fills her Rough hands guide her round behind Hips rock, skin on skin touch Worshipping kisses on her bare shoulder She buries her head in his muscular neck Dextrous fingers knead her breast, teeth teases at …
Evie had been dancing for what felt like an eternity. She looked over to her friend Lily, who had her arms wrapped around a tall blonde man, dancing along to the music while he pulled her close against him. David Johnson, Lily's father and owner of the Johnson Hotel chain, held a lavish party every …
Strong hands grabbing at my hips Slamming hard against my ass Taking me Hard and furious Fervent, wet kisses on my back Hand kneads my breast You bite my shoulder A hot cry escapes my swollen lips A sinful swat on my behind Sweet shock sending Moans of pleasure ringing in my ears Your heat …
Suspended in blissful delirium Writhing, wild cries echo under him Legs draped over his muscular shoulders Consumed in open mouthed ecstasy Pooling between her thighs At his hard thrusts and grinds “You like that, baby?” he growls Grinding deeper Needing moans grate in her throat Raw and unchaste “Yeah…” she pants Electricity shooting through her …
Becoming Violet Grey 