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Authors: Eve Vaughn

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Holding his head to her chest, she wove her fingers into his hair. “Oh, Hunter, I missed you doing this to me.”

He licked, laved and teased the taut point, making Lila moan deeply. Hunter loved how vocal she was. It told him how much she enjoyed his sensual ministrations although he wasn’t sure of how much foreplay he could offer. He couldn’t remember being this horny in a long time and he wanted nothing more than to fuck her bowlegged, to stave the frustration they’d both experienced the last couple weeks.

“More,” she groaned.

Hunter raised his head with a smile. “You liked that?”

“Mmm, you know I do.”

Chuckling lightly, he set his sights to her other nipple, giving it the same loving attention as he had the other. She tasted just as good as he remembered, but there was something he wanted more: some of that hot, tight, satisfying pussy of hers. Releasing the turgid tip with a wet pop, he moved to his knees as he dropped kisses against her belly.

Hunter worked frantically to unfasten her jeans.

Lila offered him assistance, obviously as eager to get undressed as he was to undress her. Once he helped her out of her pants, her panties followed. Leaning forward, he placed a kiss against the patch of hair resting between her thighs. The scent of her arousal greeted his nostrils, making his cock harder than it already was.

Placing her hands on his shoulders to brace herself, she spread her legs in anticipation.

Hunter looked at her. “You’re ready for it, aren’t you?”

“You’d better believe it. I’ve spent too many sleepless nights fantasizing about this.”

“Then I certainly hope the reality lives up to your dreams.” He slipped his middle finger past her slick folds and into her tight cunt.

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Lila inhaled sharply. “I have no doubt it will,” she moaned, grinding her hips against his finger.

With his free hand he parted her labia before latching on to her clit. Eating Lila’s pussy was such a turn on, he hoped he didn’t shoot his load before he could get his cock inside of her. Hunter sucked on the engorged nubbin while sliding his finger in and out of her channel. She was so wet and ready for him, her juices rolled down the inside of her thighs.

“Hunter, I love it when you do that to me. It feels so good,” she groaned.

He added another finger, shoving the digits deep into her hot hole. Lila cried out sharply, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly.

The grinding motion of her hips encouraged him to suck harder on her clit and finger her harder and faster. He loved the way she moved in rhythm with his touch and couldn’t wait to be one with her again.

He continued to thrust his fingers into her until Lila began to shake. During their time together, he’d come to know her body well, and when she was about to orgasm.

Slowly removing his cream-soaked fingers, Hunter began to lap at her pussy in anticipation of her climax.

When it came, Lila screamed his name. “Hunter!” Her nails dug into his shoulders and he was sure, had he not been wearing a shirt, she probably would have tore into his flesh. He licked her pussy and inner thighs, catching her juices on his tongue.

She leaned forward as if her legs were going to buckle, but Hunter was ready for her.

Catching her in his arms, he eased Lila on her back.

With frantic motions, he unbuckled his belt and was out of his pants in five seconds flat. His cock strained against his boxers to the point of pain. Hunter made short order of those as well. He didn’t bother to take off his shirt. The sooner he could be inside of Lila, the better.

With a smile on her face, offering wicked delight, she spread her legs, and held out her arms to him. “Hurry, Hunter.”

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Needing no further encouragement, he positioned himself between her thighs.

Grasping his cock he guided the rock hard shaft to her pussy. He ran the tip along her slit before pushing himself into her.

Hunter gasped as he sunk balls-deep into her. “Jesus Christ,” he hissed between clenched teeth. Her pussy gripped him in a vise, sucking him deeper still. She was so damned tight and it felt right as if the two of them were made for each other. Planting his hands on either side of her head so his arms could hold him braced, Hunter remained still for a moment simply to savor this moment.

What a fool he’d been to let her go. They belonged together. She was his.

He glanced down at Lila, to see her eyes closed. A smile curved her full lips and he could tell she was enjoying the sensation of being deliciously stuffed with his cock.

Bending his head, he dropped a light kiss against those luscious lips of hers.

Lila opened her eyes with a smile. “I love you, Hunter, but I’d love you more if you finished what you started.”

Hunter threw his head back and laughed. “What Lila wants, Lila gets.”

“And don’t you forget it.”

He moved slowly at first to find his rhythm, and then began to pick up the pace. Lila lifted her hips to meet each thrust and clenched her muscles even tighter around his cock.

Hunter knew with absolute certainly he wouldn’t be able to hold out long, but he intended to revel in every moment of it.

Hunter positioned his upper body on his forearms, enabling him to kiss her more easily. Lila wrapped her lithe legs around his waist, her eyes locking with his. Cupping the back of his head, she guided it towards hers until their lips met. Their tongues dueled as they strained together in a dance as old as time.

His balls tightened signaling his climax was near. Gritting his teeth, he tried to hold on, wanting Lila to come first. Fortunately he didn’t have long to wait before her legs tightened around his waist and she cried out release. Finally he let go. With a loud grunt, he came, shooting his seed deep into her pussy.

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Panting he rested his head against the curve of her shoulder. Never had he been so overwhelmed with emotion. He felt so many things for this amazing woman, love, pride, and contentment, not to mention happiness.

“I love you, Hunter Jamison,” she whispered.

Hunter’s heart leapt in his chest. There was no feeling in the world like loving someone and being loved back. For so long he’d scorned the emotion called love, but no longer would he doubt its existence because he found his soul mate in Lila. “I love you too. More than you can know.”

Without warning she began to giggle. “Do you think they heard us outside? Your assistant’s desk isn’t that far from the door.”

Hunter smiled. “I don’t give a damn. It’s no one’s business what I do with my woman.”

“Am I really your woman, Hunter?”

“Damn right.” He kissed the tip of her nose. Hunter wanted to pinch himself to verify this wasn’t a dream. “I can’t believe this is happening, that you actually love me—

especially when I look like this.”

She ran his fingers along his scars. “All I see is a handsome prince.”

The sincerity in her words could not be denied. “A prince needs a princess. I want you to be her.”

Lila raised one delicately arched brow. “Are you asking me to marry you, Hunter?”

“No. I’m telling you. After making the mistake once, I’m not going to do it again. I can’t take back the nasty things I said, but I can spend the rest of my life making up for them.”

She threw her arms around his neck and he held her tight. Nothing ever felt so right.

The Beast had finally captured his beauty. And this time, it was forever.

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Trust and Dare

© 2007 Shelli Stevens

Angry that yet another military man has done her family wrong, Abby Cook plots sweet revenge. But when her plan goes awry, she discovers that she’s targeted the wrong military man.

Mason Tyler is not used to being disobeyed. Yet the curvy blonde has rejected his advances at every turn. When he catches her in the middle of a very destructive—not to mention illegal—prank, he offers her a deal. A deal that will keep her out of jail. And let him exact a little revenge of his own.

One weekend in his bed…no inhibitions, no refusals. But when the weekend is up, will Mason be ready to let Abby go?

Enjoy the following excerpt for
Trust and Dare:

“Take off your shirt, Abby.”

Her eyes widened and she licked her lips. “Now?”

She’d given him the go ahead, let’s see how far she’d let him take it. “Well, you did agree to play by my rules. You’re not going to break that little bargain of ours just yet, are you? I might have to spank that sweet ass of yours.”

Her lips curled upward and her tongue darted across her mouth. “Oh, well now…that might be kind of fun.”

Hmm. Another thing he’d have to remember. She liked the idea of being spanked.

He took a step forward and she giggled, throwing her hands up in front of her.

“Okay, okay!” Reaching down, she grabbed the hem of her tank top and jerked it over her head.

The blood in his veins pulsed faster at the sight of her lace-covered breasts. “Now your bra.”

She took a deep breath and reached behind her, unhooking her bra and sliding the straps off each shoulder. She pulled the purple scrap of lace off her breasts and let the bra

drop to the floor. Oh, sweet God. He wanted to step forward and touch her, but that would screw up the entire striptease.

“The skirt.” His voice came out hoarse.

Her fingers were shaking as she unzipped the skirt and wiggled her hips so it fell down at her feet. She stepped away from it and reached down for the buckle on her heels.

“Did I tell you to take off your heels, Abby?”

She straightened up. “I just assumed—”

“Don’t assume. Leave the shoes on.” She looked so damn sexy, and the shoes just made the fantasy level go up.

“Okay.” She nodded and started to cross her arms across her breasts.

He closed the distance between them, grabbed her wrists, and gently tugged her arms away from her body.

Now that they were inside and under the lights, he could see every curve and swell of her body. Her breasts were large and crowned by fat, raspberry-colored tips. Her stomach and hips were full and pale, with smooth pink pussy lips peeking out between her soft thighs.

“Don’t cover yourself, Abby. You’re a sexy woman, and I wanna look at you.” He needed to ease her surprising moment of shyness. He lowered his head and brushed his mouth across hers.

She made the sweetest little sighing noise and pressed her body against his, opening her mouth under his lips. He slipped his tongue inside, tasting her sweetness and sucking on her tongue.

The kiss deepened, growing more urgent. He finally jerked away, their ragged breathing just audible over the music. He reached his hands between them to cup her breasts, running his thumbs over the firm tips.

“Mason…” She moaned and covered his wrists with her fingers.

He stepped back, letting her go as he went to the couch and sat down. Crooking his finger towards her, he murmured, “Come here, baby.”

She smiled and walked towards him, her hips swinging as her high-heeled feet moved across the carpet.

When she was standing in front of him, he opened his legs so she could stand between them. Putting his hands on her shoulders, he gently urged her to her knees in front of him. Had he gone too far? His worries were eased when he watched her eyes—

sure enough, there was a shimmer of excitement in them.

Without even having to ask her, she seemed to know what he wanted. Her pretty manicured fingernails went to work unbuttoning his fly, and then pulling down the zipper. His blood pounded through his veins and his cock grew harder than it already was.

Lifting his hips, Mason shoved his pants and briefs down to his knees. His erection sprang free and her soft hand immediately wrapped around it. The air hissed from between his compressed lips and he closed his eyes.

Is it love, or a little harmless pleasure?

A Little Harmless Pleasure

© 2008 Melissa Schroeder

Second in the Harmless series.

Cynthia Myers meets Chris Dupree at her former fiance’s wedding. After a little dancing, and champagne, she ends up back in Chris’s hotel room. For one night of down and dirty sex. That’s it, that’s all. He lives far away, and she has other things to do…like get a life.

Chris is a switch. He likes to dominate but he also likes to play the role of a submissive from time to time. His last relationship with a sub turned nasty and since then, he has shied away from anything but straight vanilla sex. When he meets Cynthia, he finds a woman who could change his mind. His mate. The only problem is he has to convince her.

In a carefully orchestrated seduction, Chris teaches Cynthia about submission and dominance, allowing her take the reins. As he leads her through pleasures she thought she’d never experience, Cynthia’s self confidence soars and she finds herself falling in love with him. But, when he asks for submission in the bedroom, can she surrender to prove her love or was it all about a little harmless pleasure?

This book was previously published, but has been substantially revised and expanded
for Samhain Publishing.

Warning, this book contains: Lots of sex, of course; bondage and submission done in
a tasteful but wonderfully arousing way, propositions from a drunken woman, hot phone
sex, southern accents, Hawaiian scenery, and OH MY, a m/f/m ménage that will send
tingles all the way to your toes, along with other various body parts. A glass of ice cold
water for refreshment is recommended while reading.

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