Violating the Rules (rough sex reluctant cougar)
Playing Simon Says, #2
Romance, Erotica, Erotica Shorts, Contemporary
| Author: | Ava J. Smith | ISBN: | 9781497786066 |
| Publisher: | Dark December LCC | Publication: | March 11, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Ava J. Smith |
| ISBN: | 9781497786066 |
| Publisher: | Dark December LCC |
| Publication: | March 11, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Succumbing to desire when she was not supposed to do so was bad enough, lying to her best friend was quickly getting on Nina's nerves. She thought she had it all under control when her handling of the matter blew up in her face, leaving her even more vulnerable before Simon, who knew exactlywhat he wanted when it came to Nina and that he could get her to do pretty much anything...
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She gave a small sob and clutched his T shirt as his lips caressed hers, his hands securing her up against his long and lean frame. Nina closed her eyes when she felt his muscles flexed against her, it had been too long...
A hand sneaked under her camisole and cupped her, snug and greedy. She could hear him groaning in her ear, his mouth hot and desperate against her neck. He whispered her name and hearing his voice calling her somehow pulled her back, getting her to struggle and push him away.
His mouth on the base of her neck, his hand on her ass, Simon was caught off guard by her sudden reaction.
He caught her wrists and demanded, "What? What is it?"
"Didn't you have some other girls to do?"
Simon stared at her. His eyes turned dark before he answered, "So?"
"Why are you here then?" Nina shook her arms but his grip remain unmoving. "Go away. I don't want to be number x on your list."
He gave her a considering look. "What number do you think you are?"
She moved in to try and slap him but Simon merely squeezed her wrists, making her gasp, helpless when he kissed her again. Her back arched as her whole body reacted to his lips, they were too knowing, too possessive...
Nina struggled against him when Simon eased her to the floor, his heavy chest following quickly. Whatever she wanted to say was all lost under his kiss, a rough and hungry kiss that did not relent even when she started begging.
His whole frame moved on top of her, showing her what she had been missing and she moaned, giving involuntary access to his tongue. Simon slipped in greedily, heavily that she felt her head started to spin with all the heated sensations.
"Simon, I can't breathe — "
Succumbing to desire when she was not supposed to do so was bad enough, lying to her best friend was quickly getting on Nina's nerves. She thought she had it all under control when her handling of the matter blew up in her face, leaving her even more vulnerable before Simon, who knew exactlywhat he wanted when it came to Nina and that he could get her to do pretty much anything...
_______
She gave a small sob and clutched his T shirt as his lips caressed hers, his hands securing her up against his long and lean frame. Nina closed her eyes when she felt his muscles flexed against her, it had been too long...
A hand sneaked under her camisole and cupped her, snug and greedy. She could hear him groaning in her ear, his mouth hot and desperate against her neck. He whispered her name and hearing his voice calling her somehow pulled her back, getting her to struggle and push him away.
His mouth on the base of her neck, his hand on her ass, Simon was caught off guard by her sudden reaction.
He caught her wrists and demanded, "What? What is it?"
"Didn't you have some other girls to do?"
Simon stared at her. His eyes turned dark before he answered, "So?"
"Why are you here then?" Nina shook her arms but his grip remain unmoving. "Go away. I don't want to be number x on your list."
He gave her a considering look. "What number do you think you are?"
She moved in to try and slap him but Simon merely squeezed her wrists, making her gasp, helpless when he kissed her again. Her back arched as her whole body reacted to his lips, they were too knowing, too possessive...
Nina struggled against him when Simon eased her to the floor, his heavy chest following quickly. Whatever she wanted to say was all lost under his kiss, a rough and hungry kiss that did not relent even when she started begging.
His whole frame moved on top of her, showing her what she had been missing and she moaned, giving involuntary access to his tongue. Simon slipped in greedily, heavily that she felt her head started to spin with all the heated sensations.
"Simon, I can't breathe — "
