"Joe, what are you doing?" I'm stunned as he stands in front of me. "Show me how oysters are supposed to make you feel, Alix?" he asks, lending out his hand.
"Joe, someone will come down; t-this is crazy," I can barely say; I take a deep calming breath, take his hand and stand up as he pulls me in against his chest.
"I will fuck you, anytime, anyway, anywhere I want, Alix," he began.
And raises a perfect eyebrow, "Remember, you said, anything I want. You will obey me, all talk no actions, Alix," he reminds, holding me close to his chest with his hand down my lower back, gripping me in tight.
He leans in and kisses my neck softly. I just felt my body automatically reacts to his kiss and feel throbbing down there. He rolls his mouth to my ear. "I told you, you are playing fire, Alix" he warns and looks back at me with a mischievous look.
"Tell me what you want, since those were my words, Alix?"
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Alix Taylor is a 42-year-old successful divorced business-woman.
Joe Thomas is a 25-year-old man, she bumped into a coffee shop who happens to be her daughter's BFF's brother.
Will he succeed in changing her mind and winning the heart of an older woman? Or will what he's worth, get in the way of his search for Love & Happiness, and get passed the haunting nightmares from his past.
UNDER MAJOR EDITING AND SOME REVISIONS. Changes to my story may be a possibility and Lucky for the new readers!
#8 Teen fantasy
#54 Pleasure
#6 Older woman
#108 Maturity
#50 Bachelor
***WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE AND MATURE SEXUAL SCENES***
When a fire takes everything from Mia, her parents, her home, and the life she once knew, she is adopted by her mother's best friend, Jules Kingsley. Moving into the Kingsley mansion should be a fresh start, but her new brother, Damon, has other plans.
Damon is ruthless, possessive, and impossible to avoid. He's made it his mission to remind Mia that she doesn't belong, and their hatred for each other burns brighter with every interaction. But living under the same roof means there is no escape, no distance, no way to keep the lines from blurring.
He wants control. He wants her submission. He wants her, no matter how wrong it is. And the more Mia resists, the more his obsession grows, twisting every fight into something darker, every stolen glance into a game neither of them can win.