Aphrodisiac Girl

My hands folded around his leather jacket, yanking him ever so closer."How about you stop being such a tease, and just fuck me already," I whispered, looking up at him. The consuming demand of need had me going crazy.

His eyes glowed with primal hunger."Careful for what you ask for, kitten. You just might get it."

He fisted my hair, pulling with a bite of pain that only sent more erotic images through my head."And ten times harder..."

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Lilith Black was never a good girl. Good was not a word used in her vocabulary when describing herself. More along the lines of, kinky, perverted, possibly insane, and very, very, bad.

She didn't follow the book, and she didn't follow the rules. The only things she did follow were her instincts and timing.

But that all changes when she lays eyes on Rio. He shifts and dips and circles her world, forcing her to feel new feelings, discover new things, experience the inexperienced. Not a bad boy. Because he wasn't a boy. He was a man. And one who was the definition of all things wicked, wild and oh so wrong...

I don't mean your barely out of diapers wrong. Like smoking, drinking, doing things your mother told you not to do. No, I mean robbing banks and going on highspeed car chases with bullets flying at your head. This isn't your run-of-the-mill love story. For she was a hopeless romantic with trust issues, bad-mouthed, and sex drives through the roof. And he was a tattooed, dirty-minded, thief. Only three things could make them feel whole. Money. Booze. And lots of fucking. It always made the best aphrodisiac.