Loved By The All-American (The Collection)
What's more exciting than raw, hot, and unprotected sex with a handsome and All-American Lover? A collection of Three All-Americans who please their women with skill and potency.
Meet Claudine, a foul-mouthed and feisty young woman who finds herself trapped by a Montana blizzard with a famous Cowboy who is grieving over the death of his wife and child. Is he ready for a new life and a new love?
Meet Bettina, a long-legged blonde who longed for children her husband could never give her. He then knocked up his secretary and Bettina kicked his flabby ass into Divorce Court. With her first alimony check, she hires handyman Toby. He is proud to deliver precision and quality--on the job and especially in Bettina's bedroom.
Meet Kloe, who finds it hard to keep her hands off her patient, the decorated war hero, Clay. Kloe is his physical therapist, and is working hard to make him hard--and heal his broken body and broken heart.
(This Collection plays with adult themes for those 18 years or older. You'll find risky unprotected sex, breeding, impreg, sleep erotica, reluctant dubcon, drunk sex, and there's never a condom in sight.
This Collection includes Bred By The Cowboy, Precision Bred By The Handyman, and Bred By The Hero.)
Claudine made a small sound in her sleep. Biggs sat up and reached for the Jack Daniels, taking another long swallow. He reached down and rubbed his thumb across her left nipple. Drunk, he took the nipple lightly into his mouth and licked, sucking very softly. He felt warm and sat back again and pulled off his shirt. He wondered where his jeans were and suddenly remembered why he had the bandages on his knees. His cock had tented his tighty whiteys and he shed them, letting them join the growing pile of discarded clothing on the floor. He leaned back and resumed his exploration of her nipples. As he moved to the other side, his erection unintentionally rubbed against her narrow hip, and the sensation excited him, making him even harder.
He kept staring at her, suddenly realizing he had stripped her naked. He had never been with any women since he married Sarah. Claudine looked so different from his beautiful wife. She was so much slimmer. Her hips were not what Sarah laughingly called “child-bearing hips,” but were narrow. The tight curls around her lady parts were a little darker than her hair, and Biggs missed the blonde hairs of Sarah's crotch. He felt tears starting to well up in his eyes and without thinking, he reached out and touched the softness of her pussy hair.
Like a child, he explored her, not in a sex-starved way, but marveling at how she differed from Sarah, and how both were the same. Her outer lips were not as full as Sarah's. Sarah had been wonderfully soft all over. He bent over and smelled her. Her scent was lightly floral with a earthy musk. He traced the outside of her clit and thought again how different she felt than Sarah.