Little Miss Caroline

Little Miss Caroline

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Feb 26, 2018
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Romance
My eyes almost popped out my head. THEY WERE BOTH NAKED! "Lawrence. Please." Maestra Alma begged. Half of her body sprawled on top of the piano and my father bending over exposing two little sacks between his legs. Omygod! What are they doing?! My father ate Lady Alma's private like a hungry lion. I gasped, father is a monster! I was horrified with the scene, my hands began to sweat and my feet cold, but I couldn't look away. I watched them silently. *********************************** What would you do if you witnessed people having sex for the first time? Get angry? Scared? Be entertained and get curious? Imagine your self as a typical thirteen year old girl born in the 17th century. With curiosity and lust to match. How would you handle if you live in a conservative era, with a sex addict father, a sadist for a husband and your uncontrollable hunger for lust? Welcome to Caroline's life.
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When Ivy Lancaster, a young and successful publisher, saves a family farm in an old rundown town, her life is flipped on its axis. Her charity puts her on the radar of the man who runs all of Sin Sity. His gang has had the city on lockdown for years, and he's at the heart of it all. And now, she's been pulled into this life too. One she never expected. The one she'd only read about in books. Alongside him and his bestfriend, she'll have to learn how to survive this new life she's been pulled into. Or go back to the mundane, calm life at her desk. And she's not sure which is worse. **** I know I shouldn't. I know I should be disgusted by the thought of his hands on me. He is a killer. He's psychotic. He's forcing me to be here. And yet, I can't make myself pull away. I can't tell him to stop. Sin's fingers dip lower, playing with the lace barely covering my skin. I throw my head back against his chest, his gun still digging into my back. My eyes catching Arrows again. He hasn't moved. But his fists clench at his sides. And I wonder what it would feel like to have him pressed against my front with Sin at my back. God, what the fuck, Ivy? Why am I letting this happen? "I know you're wet for me, baby girl." Sin murmurs into my ear. "Wet for us." 'Fuck, I'm screwed' I think as Sin's fingers slip under my panties.

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