If you could have every fantasy, would you do it? Would you do whatever your boyfriend wanted? Facing their one year anniversary, DJ Jenny and club owner Mitch aren't your normal couple. They live in the LA club scene, but even their naughty fantasies would raise the eyebrows of the clientele. Their own limits are pushed when they confess their desires and make it happen. Can they embrace each others' without ruining the love? From abduction to the bad school girl, they'll try them all! Reader Advisory: This book...
If you could have every fantasy, would you do it? Would you do whatever your boyfriend wanted? Facing their one year anniversary, DJ Jenny and club owner Mitch aren't your normal couple. They live in the LA club scene, but even their naughty fantasies would raise the eyebrows of the clientele. Their own limits are pushed when they confess their desires and make it happen. Can they embrace each others' without ruining the love? From abduction to the bad school girl, they'll try them all! Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of brief f/f intimacy, ménage or more sex and spanking.
A lover of unusual things, Cheryl Dragon enjoys writing unique stories with sinfully hot erotic romance. Her two favourite settings are Las Vegas and New Orleans...where anything can happen! Cheryl lives in the Chicagoland area with her deaf albino cat. By day she analyses numbers for a division of a large international conglomerate, which leaves the creative juices free for her erotic romance novels.
Jenny O’Connell knelt on the bed. She’d already striped down to her lacy blue tank top and grabbed her favourite toy. The thick gel vibrator always left her satisfied. Watching herself in the mirror, she couldn’t resist. Normally, she didn’t masturbate in the middle of the day, but she’d run all her errands in a short skirt without anything underneath, just like Mitch, her boyfriend, wanted. The wind outside had made it a challenge and a turn on, leaving her ready. She rubbed the thick head of the vibrator tip to her bare pussy and her wetness grew. It’d been so hard not to get wet in the stores with her skirt blowing up or while she tried to keep covered when she bent down to get something off a bottom shelf. There was nothing to hide her arousal. Yet she’d succeeded. No one seemed to notice. Sliding her toy back, she rubbed it to her core and pulled it out to look at how wet she was. Her arousal always built so fast, and it never seemed like she got enough relief. She yanked down one side of her top, exposing one large breast. Men went wild for her chest. Jenny loved the attention. No matter how strict her parents had been when she was young, they couldn’t control nature. Her breasts were sensitive while her pussy needed a little extra attention to do the job. She wiped her juices on her free breast to see it shine. He’d be home soon. She knew it. Jenny knew she should wait. But her pussy tightened in anticipation of the toy, and her hands overruled her head. The toy slid in, tight but with only a few thrusts it slid freely as if she needed a bit bigger one. When she turned on the vibrations, it’d all come together. Still she held off on turning that dial. Mitch had left the windows open. Anyone could see in, and she’d been too horny to stop and close them. Or maybe she wanted the added thrill. Jenny didn’t care. She fucked herself faster. Her hips snapped and her breasts bounced as she worked her way towards a release. It was Mitch’s fault. Not screwing her in the shower like she’d wanted this morning then taking her thong off her as they’d walked out to the garage to leave for errands. The garage sex she’d hoped for hadn’t materialise either. He’d wanted her to miss him and be desperate for more. He got his way, and Jenny loved it all! Fucking herself harder, she rolled her nipple between her fingers to set herself off. The waves of intense release slammed her. Trying to bite back her screams, she shook from head to toe in raw pleasure. Then she was alone and felt empty. Good little Catholic school girls like she used to be weren’t supposed to do these things. She wasn’t supposed to do most of the kink she did with Mitch. That made her want to do it all the more. Jenny craved it. She was about to pull up her tank top when she heard a noise. Looking at the doorway of her bedroom, Jenny saw Mitch standing there with a glare. “Don’t cover up.” He walked in, pulling off his shirt and kicking away his shoes. “I tried to wait.” She pulled her toy out, having a better option now. “Put it back.” Mitch stripped off his jeans and briefs then stood there naked. Jenny eased the toy back in her pussy. Her muscles gripped the toy as she took in the view of her naked boyfriend. Mitch made her hot all over again. One toy couldn’t satisfy her for very long anyway. At six foot four inches, Mitch was tanned and muscled with power in his aura. With dark brown hair, green eyes and tats all over his shoulders and back, he made her wetter with one glance. Just her type, he rode a motorcycle and owned a popular dance club, all the bad things Jenny had liked in high school. The military tat on his upper arm reminded her he was good to her and his Marine buddies. He was a perfect choice for her. Better than the truly bad boys she’d made mistakes with before.