Playboy's Indian Bride

Playboy's Indian Bride

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ANJALI He was my getway to freedom. It didn't matter whether he was a foreigner or a man who wouldn't bat an eye twice on a woman like me. At the time I didn't care because he was my savior, my anchor in surviving everything ahead but the thing about saviors? They redefined everything you knew, everything you were and everything you thought you knew especially and most especially when they whispered in your ear and said 'how good you were filthily taking them inside of you' Was filthily a word? No, but that was Ryder Cervantes for you. RYDER Good ole mom prayed every Sunday for her wayward son to find direction and snag a wife. I snagged a wife alright. But here was the catch, snagging a wife was easy, letting go of the wife? Not so much. How could I let go though? When she was Teflon balls, beauty, innocence and the object of my feelings all wrapped in five-feet three height. Mom might as well have joined a convent and prayed in God's name her son wouldn't kill any man who touched Anjali Sharma in the wrong way. That was Anjali Sharma for you. My weakness.
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"'Jason!', I moaned out. I could feel his member twitch inside of me as he let out a shaky breath. I always knew the effect my moans had on him. Our now sweaty bodies interlocked with each other as I lay on the soft mattress. My left hand in his hair, pulling lightly. My right on his strong bicep. My waist against his abs. My legs interlocked on his hips as I pulled him closer. His knees on bed. His left palm on my waist as he gently gives it a squeeze. His right palm next to my head, supporting his whole body. His hair messy as beads of sweat roll down his forehead." .............................................................................................................. Was the mate bond just something special and magical? Did it ever occur to you that it was like an obligation for two people to fall in love with each other? Wasn't it something that forces two people to stay together? You don't feel like rejecting them. But, you don't fall in love with them, despite trying? The need to mate with them keeps clawing at your mind and you can't help but touch them? This is exactly how Alpha Jason Sanders, 24 felt when he met his mate, Jessica Watson, 21. To overcome his whirlwind of thoughts, he desperately needs some space from her and thus, he leaves her. What's going to happen when he finally gathers his thoughts together and comes back to her? How is their relationship going to end? Is it going to get it's happily ever after? ....................... Join in on their bittersweet yet steamy journey through the ups and downs to find out. .............................. WARNING: Rated R. Contains very mature sexual descriptions and swear words.

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