Code Hot Agent

Code Hot Agent

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"I'm a mailman, alright? I deliver goods, letters, packages, and such, but I never asked for this! I didn't know I was asked to deliver what was apparently a packet of drugs and then be yanked into an FBI van and questioned for three hours straight! I demand to call my lawyer!" • When Melissa James finds herself in a situation that can appeal only to movie directors and crime writers, she's scared- naturally. After all, she was just a mailman. But now that both parties think she is involved, it only gets worse for her. She has to help the FBI and the hot, hunky agent to take down the godfather of the Serbian Mafia. - Was previously put up on my other account, but it is now permanently here.
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~Short story~ ~BOTHWELL BUSINESS~ ~18+~ <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Casey has almost always been alone for the majority of her life. No friends and no family. And she's had enough. She quits her poorly paying job, gets involved with the god forsaken Bothwells and becomes a stripper. Because why not. But when Casey develops feelings towards the head of the Bothwell clan, things start to get Complicated. Casey knows she shouldn't, but she just can't help herself. All she wants is him. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> I looked into his emerald green eyes that were hooded with lust, his body shielding mine from the splashing water, not managing to prevent me from getting wet though - that was his own doing. His eyes flickered between my lips and eyes, until I pulled his head down to connect our lips in a passionate slow kiss. Our tongues danced for dominance and his hands roamed free over my body. He lifted me up by my ass and positioned me against the wall, my legs locking around his torso.

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