Bumps in the Road

Bumps in the Road

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Bumps in the Road by Dillon Schoby Emma has hated Alex for as long as she can remember. Arrogant, cocky, and far too good-looking for his own good, he's been her personal nemesis since their families started vacationing together years ago. So when a last-minute road trip forces the two of them into the same car for hours, Emma is already dreading every second. The back seat is crammed with luggage, leaving only one solution: Emma has to sit on Alex's lap. At first, they bicker and complain like always. But every bump in the road sends her bouncing against him. Every jolt presses her body closer. And it doesn't take long before Emma feels something hard, thick, and unmistakably aroused growing beneath her. Shocked and flustered, she whispers, "Oh my God... Do you have a boner?" What starts as pure hatred quickly spirals into forbidden tension and raw, undeniable chemistry. Trapped together for miles with nowhere to hide, their sharp words turn into heated breaths, angry glares into lingering touches, and long-buried frustration into explosive desire. On this cramped, bumpy road trip, enemies are about to become lovers... whether they like it or not. A scorching hot enemies-to-lovers erotic romance filled with tension, teasing, and intense roadside passion.
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One reckless night. Stranded in an airport lounge after a storm-delayed flight. Tipsy on free wine, restless, she locked eyes with the older stranger in the corner. No names. No promises. Just stolen heat in the shadowed VIP shower suite, bruising grips, filthy whispers, raw sex against cold tile. She left trembling at dawn, sure it was over. Then she stepped into her mother's kitchen. Saw the diamond ring. Heard: "Meet my fiancé, Victor." The same man. The same hands that had ruined her in the dark. Now promising forever to the woman who raised her and barely knew her. Will these sins fade or be ignited?

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