Let's Play

Let's Play

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Ellie lost the love of her life Caden in a terrible car accident. She's left as the sole survivor. But is she really surviving after being in a coma and having no family to take care of her or help pick up the broken pieces of her life? Then suddenly all hell breaks loose when she forcefully encounters the handsome and incredibly sexy Lucas Mendoza who's hell bent on saving His damsel in distress. Lets see if she wants to be saved. Some may say this is the perfect start to a fairytale ending. Maybe... But it's all up to the Damsel, she writes her own story.
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James Parker is the playboy heir to YumYum Tea Company. The problem is that his parents won't hand the company to an irresponsible party boy. They devise a plan-James will have an arranged marriage to Sofia, the daughter of a family friend. Only after he settles down will James get the company. And Sofia? She's marrying James for money. Her father needs to pay off his debts, so he sells her off. Sofia wants to give their marriage a real chance, but James only wants an open relationship. What happens when Sofia meets a new man? What will become of Sofia and James? Do they stand a chance? Read on to find out! EXCERPT: "Open your legs," he whispers. I shake my head, refusing. I'm already growing wetter by the second. "Open them," he urges, nibbling on my earlobe. He's going to push me, and if I don't listen he might punish me further. I separate my thighs slowly, and he strokes higher. My breath hitches as he strokes me outside my underwear. My damp panties smell of my arousal. I curl my toes as his hand, hidden underneath my jacket, pushes my panties to the side and strokes my wet folds.

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