BOOK ONE OF THE BLACK SERIES -- "Well, behalf of my dick, who cannot speak for himself," Kade said simply as he watched over my face, one of his eyebrows risen, "I would like to say for him that he doesn't care about my brother's feelings at this current moment - or his reaction to the photo." "Well, I do," I muttered, my sentence coming out muffled in my hands as they covered my face. "Do you know how this makes me look to the public eye? To be sleeping with my boyfriend's older brother?" "Look on the bright side, Em." I didn't even spare him a glance as I shook my head, grunting. "Emara, look at me." My hands were pulled away and Kade stared at me, his vibrant blue eyes twinkling and his dirty blonde hair covering his eyebrows. The sight of his effortless beauty made my hard glare slightly soften. "You know I won't tell him if he finds out, you know me," he mumbled to me, "but I'm not going to lie to him when he finds out and say that if I had the chance to change what we've been doing, I wouldn't - because I would do it again without a second thought."

"Follow me," he said gruffly. "But I- ," I stopped when I saw the dark look he gave me. Instead I just looked down and quietly followed him. Once we reached his office I walked inside and immediately shuttered at the draft. Promptly the door slammed shut causing me to jump and it followed by the clicking of the lock. I swallowed the lump down my throat, an ounce of fear trickling through me. "What did I say about running?" He asked in a low, husky voice. "No running," whispered back, not sure if he heard. "And, do you remember what I said would happen next time I caught you running?" He asked. I nodded, my heart thumping extremely loudly in my chest. "Excellent, now bend over the desk," he ordered.

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[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

Kimberly Taylor was a quiet, shy girl with no friends growing up, until Kindergarten when Asher Knight changed that. It's now been eleven years since they've become best friends, and they both have come a long way. Asher Knight has become one of Jefferson High's players and all-star jock. Popular, good looking, funny, and an expert kiss ass. Kimberly Taylor is an intelligent and hard working girl, opposite of Asher's popular status. With average looks to cover her extreme case of nerd. With the two being such close friend, will the cost of being best friends with Asher be her love life? Will Asher lose over a decade of friendship to Spencer Grey? Will Kimmy stand up and finally tell Asher the truth? It's a tough yet fun ride being Best Friends with the Player.

He pushes me down on the couch and presses his rock hard abs into the cradle of my hips making me moan and arch my back. His hand curls around my left ankle and puts it around his waist as he grinds into my heated and wet, silk panty covered, core. "Oh Tyler..." I whimper sifting my fingers through his wild hair making his breath takingly handsome face form a dazed grin. "No strings attached...only some fun." He reminds me the painful rule once again. Even though I have already started feeling things for him I nod anyway just to keep experiencing this amazing feeling in my body. ~𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙘𝙚. 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨, 𝙄 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙠𝙨.~ FULL EXCLUSIVE SYNOPSIS AVAILABLE INSIDE.

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

"You are driving me so wild babe" he said pulling at his hair and now grabbing me harder by the waist