Elara shoved Astrid into the office wall, the sharp clank of metal against her back making Astrid gasp. Her chest heaved, but her eyes never left Elara's.
"You're reckless," Astrid muttered, voice a mix of defiance and something else, something darker.
Elara's lips twitched in a smirk. "You don't hate it."
Astrid didn't answer-she didn't need to. She could feel Elara's body pressed against hers, the heat between them unbearable. The tension was thick, crawling under their skin like static, making it impossible to look away.
Before Astrid could react, Elara's mouth crashed into hers-brutal, desperate. It wasn't gentle, and it wasn't supposed to be. The kiss was jagged, hungry, like they were both trying to prove something. Elara's hands gripped Astrid's hips, pulling her impossibly closer, until Astrid could feel the heat radiating off her in waves.
Astrid's fingers curled into Elara's shirt, tugging her down, pulling her closer, needing more-more pressure, more closeness, more of the chaos they both knew was inevitable. Their teeth clashed, breaths mixing, wild and uneven.
Elara's hands slid lower, and Astrid sucked in a breath as Elara's fingers traced the line of her waist, pulling her flush against her. The kiss deepened, slow but no less fierce. They were tangled in each other, caught in a push and pull that made everything else disappear.
When Elara pulled back, Astrid was left breathless, her lips swollen, her chest rising and falling with the effort to regain control.
"You think I'm just a game?" Elara's voice was low, barely a whisper, but it held a challenge.
Astrid's eyes darkened, something raw and dangerous flickering in them. "No," she breathed, her fingers trembling as she cupped Elara's face. "I think you're the one who doesn't know what you're getting into."
Elara smirked, their noses brushing as she leaned in again, their lips brushing in a brief, teasing kiss. "Then let's see who breaks first"
When a downcast, introverted, and unmotivated twenty-eight-year-old hooks up with a stranger at a bar, the last thing she expected was to see him at work the next day. What happens when the girl who's sworn off relationships, falls in love with the one man who isn't afraid to break apart the walls she's built?
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McKenzie Anderson is still trying to piece her life back together after separating from her husband, but she's dug herself into a slump she can't quite get herself out of. Add in an infuriating and devilishly handsome new boss to the mix, things are bound to get a whole lot more interesting in her life.
Ethan Thomas is a straight shooter who knows what he wants, and isn't afraid to show it.
He's got his eyes set on the feisty blonde, and he's made it his mission to show her love isn't hopeless.
From their first wild night together, both Ethan and McKenzie felt the intense and undeniable attraction between them. The closer these two get and the more vulnerable they become, they have to wonder if there's more to their encounters than steamy passion.
One thing's for sure, and that's that sparks will fly and hearts will be mended.
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"What is it you want, McKenzie?" He demands, his lips on my neck nibbling and kissing their way up to my earlobe.
His hand trails down my skin until it finally reaches the lace material separating my pussy from his fingers. Still staring intently into my eyes, he slowly moves the lace material aside and dips into my hot and ready core.
I bit down on my lip, attempting to suppress my moans.
This only motivates him to push deeper.
His fingers begin to move rhythmically inside of me, pushing me over the edge.
"I want you!" I finally release, fully giving into him.
WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT |18+|
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