18 Rules (For Sex and Secrets)
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(Warning: This is a love story between two people who are many years apart in age, and it contains a lot of explicit sex.)
Jay:
Evan's voice is coming through the phone, but I have no idea what he's just said. I am consumed by what's occupying my back yard and my thoughts; the curve of her lower back, her long, slim legs, her perfectly shaped ass.
"Hello, Jay... ?" he is asking again. I ignore the question, my mind far from our conversation, all on her.
"There is a hot girl in my pool." I say into the phone.
"What? Who?"
"I have to go." I hang up, and walk to the door to the deck, momentarily losing sight of her. ***
Liza:
"How old are you?" Jay asks. His blond hair has fallen lazily over his piercing eyes.
"38." I say, taken aback by his strange and abrupt question. Jay's eyes open wide, but quickly he attempts to hide is first reaction.
"I'm 20," he says, eyeing me intently. My breath leaves me. Now it's my turn to be amused. He is just a kid!
Holy crap. He's just a kid.
"Why-"
"You look young, but you seem much older," he cuts me off.
"Thanks," I mumble. I'm sure I am scowling now.
***
Intrigue turns to lust, turns to an intense secret affair for newly widowed Liza and the magnetic, beautiful and much younger neighbor, Jay.
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Sex And Writing|| 18+ [{Completed}]
He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.Concluída
21+🔞 mature content. ***** Around me, the world blurred, red velvet walls, strangers grinding, hands everywhere but it felt like all of them were looking at me. At my mask. At my smile. At my body shaking as Dev fingered me in plain sight. "You're leaking for strangers," he whispered, thrusting harder, faster, his palm smacking lightly against me with each push. "Ah...D!" I instantly bit back my tongue. "Do you know how filthy you are? You like this. My faceless whore, pretending to dance while I ruin your cunt." A shudder ripped through me, my one hand clawing at the back of his neck and the other on his free hand, my head falling back and resting on his shoulder, face pressing against his jaw to hide the tears of pleasure pricking my eyes. I was completely on display. Strangers were watching me, hungry eyes everywhere and the more they looked, the more my body burned with desperate need. Dev's hand might have been hidden behind the fabric of my dress, but every single person in that room knew exactly what the fuck he was doing to me. Slowly, the hand that had been gripping my waist slid upward until it reached my breast. He grabbed it hard, possessive, merciless and squeezed like he owned every inch of me. "Fuck!" the cry ripped out of me, because his hold was brutal, his fingers kneading me without a shred of mercy, sending shocks of filthy pleasure through my body. I was already unraveling, but then his next words made my stomach twist and my pussy clench so hard around his fingers I almost lost it. "Shall I pull this dress down, darling?" he growled against my ear, his tone dripping with dark, filthy promise. My hand instantly flew to his, the one clutching my breast. My nails dug into his skin, desperate, torn between stopping him and begging him to do it. The dress was off-shoulder, one hard tug, and my tits already colored blue and red in his hickeys would spill out in front of everyone. I wanted to scream. I wanted to beg. I wanted him to never stop.
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