🔥Quick Hot Read🔥☆Behind at Work by Petrea Algar☆

WARNINGS: This title contains sexual situations, graphic language, oral sex, anal sex and very questionable workplace behavior.

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Striking like lightning, he fisted her hair and raised her head. She grimaced for a moment, the sharp tingle of pain making its point before easing to a warm discomfort. If he’d meant to truly hurt her, she knew he had the power. As it was, the sting of pulled hair just heightened the awe she felt for his strength, and for her own ability to get under his skin. She gradually curled her mouth into a full smile and blew him a cheeky little kiss.

“You don’t just want me to suck it, do you, Lukey? You want to fuck my pretty mouth. Deep.

Don’t you?”

Miranda met his gaze and cocked one eyebrow. She knew nobody ever went close to defying him, let alone taunting him so blatantly.

The masculine spice of his cock filled her senses and at that moment there was nothing she wanted more than to wrap her lips around the thickness of his hard shaft. To tease at the head of him, send shocks of pleasure down the length of him.

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There are FOUR word to describe this book!  HOT!! SEXY!!! MUST HAVE!!!

This is one of those that will have your temperature rising in a matter of seconds with the erotica factor.  Miranda is a beautiful blonde who has landed a great job as a personal assistant to the owner of the company Lucas. When a meeting goes wrong and a dwindling co-worker doesn’t help matters.  Lucas has a take charge attitude and knows what he wants so wheb he finally lets go, the fun begins. Miranda secretly has a little naughty side to her we find out very quickly about!  The office heat becomes really hot!! The author did an amazing job setting a plot in this story even though it was a short story, when it came to her characters she sure knew how to set the Temperature on extra hot and sexy. I enjoyed the environment she built around it also because it is not one that is normally breached at such an intensity level. So get ready, buy batteries, and enjoy Behind at Work! I know I enjoyed it.

Author Bio:

Petrea Algar is always happiest when she’s between lovers. When she’s not writing she’s either drumming, reading or…otherwise occupied. A woman who embraces her sexuality, Petrea will probably never outgrow her experimental stage. She’s old enough to know better, but young enough to get away with it. She doesn’t need saving, but loves it when she’s spent.

And she’s not about to back down.

 

 

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Love Scars by Nicole Snow!

Love Scars : Bad Boy’s Bride

by Nicole Snow

Publication Date: 10/24/2014

Genre: Romantic Suspense/Erotica

Cover Design: Mayhem Cover Creations

Synopsis

LOVE   SCARS BURN, SEDUCE, AND NEVER, EVER FADE…

ANNA

The worst night of my life just got worse. Nobody explained why I’ve been   dumped in this run down house, or who this hulk with the filthy mouth is. All   I know is he wants me, he says I’m his, and I’m ignoring my instinct to run   like hell.

When he pulls me into his embrace, I want to push closer to his warmth, his   strength, his vicious tattoos.

Can I trust him? Can I trust myself? Or will obeying his wicked words confirm   all my worst suspicions?

DAVID

So sweet, so pure, so confused…I almost feel bad about claiming her.   Almost.

Too bad she’s a Rossini, and I don’t regret making her old man sign her over   to me for one second. I was born a Strelkov, a killer and an outlaw, and I   second guess nothing.

The instant my hands are on her, I know I’ve made the right choice. The crazy   ache in my lips when they’re not on hers doesn’t lie. Revenge is a dish best   served hot, sweaty, seething with passion, and Anna’s tonight’s special.

Yeah, she’s gonna flip when I shove the wedding contract in her face. But I’m   gonna make her my wife in every nasty, beautiful, permanent way I can, even   if it means adding a few more scars to my skin and Anna’s heart…

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Excerpt

“Hope you get those fucking tears out of your system soon, pet. They’re not gonna delay a damned thing.”

“What’re you talking about? Delay what?” I snorted.

David jerked me against his chest, this time tighter. His hand rolled down my side, pressing my sweater snug. He didn’t stop until his brute hand was clapped on my thigh, giving it a possessive squeeze.

Dangerous heat flooded me, rage and lust mingling in the dance I despised. It gave me my answer before he opened his mouth again.

No. Not there. Please!

“You’re gonna do your fucking duties like a good wife, same as I’m gonna do mine like your lawfully wedded man. We’ve got certain traditions we respect around here, Anna. Shit means more to me than breathing. You’ll figure that out fast.” He sighed, hissing hot, guttural desire onto my neck, stopping just short of stamping his lips to my skin. “Nothing’s gonna stop me from fucking your brains out, love. Nothing. This little contract gives me all the rights and privileges a husband deserves, and I’m not taking that shit for granted. You can whine all you want, but sometime in the next twenty-four hours, I’ll be balls deep inside your sweet little pussy. Then you’ll understand. Once you have this dick in you, you’ll never be able to imagine another, especially not one attached to some pissant who doesn’t know shit about blood or sex or ink like I do.”

Shit! I stared deep into his eyes, searching, wondering if this entire thing was some sick bastard’s joke.

There was amusement in his eyes, but it wasn’t playful. The handsome psycho holding me was deadly serious.

I tried to keep breathing. It wasn’t easy when the lust was overpowering my anger, one ruthless piece at a time with his hand so close to where I gushed and ached. I was coming unraveled right there, lusting after a man who filled my heart with total contempt.

He pulled himself away in one rough movement, sending me crumpling down again, clawing at the chair for support. I caught myself and stayed on my knees.

“I’ll give you the day to get used to this house and screw your head on straight. Dry those bright eyes,” he said, stepping away and pointing his finger at me. “Tonight, babe, it’s just you, me, and a bed. Welcome to your fucking honeymoon.”

About the Author

Nicole Snow is a sweet, unassuming young woman. You’d never suspect the deeply sensual, sometimes depraved fantasies raging behind her eyes.

She started writing erotica to escape the boring drudgery of a desk job. In fiction, there are no rules and no boundaries. Everything is on the table, no matter how forbidden.

Today, Nicole serves up some of the bestselling erotica and erotic romance on the shelves.

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