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๐˜‹๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ž๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช ๐˜‹๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ž๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ...
Heโ€™s sexy as sin, and always in controlโ€ฆ
Until he discovers youโ€™re not wearing underwear,
And his grip starts to slipโ€ฆ

โญ๐—™๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—•๐—œ๐——๐——๐—˜๐—ก ๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ฉ๐—˜โ€”๐—•๐—œ๐—ก๐—š๐—˜ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ช: 
Amazon: https://geni.us/FBDamz
Audio: https://geni.us/FRBaud
Discreet PB: https://geni.us/FRBse

*๐˜๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜’๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ! (Links in my bio)

#spicybooks #steamybooks #forbidden #professorstudent #secretidentity #mafia #romance #romanticsuspense #heroineindanger #kindleunlimited #readnow
Iโ€™d give anything to have her on my lap right no Iโ€™d give anything to have her on my lap right now, riding my c--k. 

Weโ€™re on campus, moving slowly, and thankfully, the crowd has faded. Only a few pedestrians linger, none of whom seem to be interested in whatโ€™s happening in a passing Jeep. 

I slowly take us up the long drive to Amanda Egret Hall. Reanna has returned to her seat, holding my hand, which is still lodged between her thighs. Her breathing slows, and her come is all over me. 

I stop at the entrance, wondering if I dare walk her to the door. I want to. What would people say? F--k it. I unfasten my seatbelt and go around the car, holding both her hands as she steps down on wobbly feet, leaning into me. 

โ€œThank you.โ€ Her lips pout, and her eyes are woozy with afterglow. โ€œBoys my age donโ€™t give me orgasms.โ€ 

F--k. My body is on fire, and my hands are on her waist. I want to give her more than that, but weโ€™re in her f--king dorm parking lot. 

Moving her to a breathable distance, I clear the thickness from my throat. โ€œYou need to sleep.โ€ 

My hand lingers on her lower back as I guide her to the entrance of the residence hall. โ€œCan you get to your room?โ€ 

She nods, looking up at me. Then leaning closer once more, she whispers, โ€œIโ€™d like to kiss you goodnight.โ€ 

My lips part, and she seals her mouth to mine, plunging her tongue inside, and without thinking my fingers slide lower, tightening on her bare ass beneath that skirt. She fans the smoldering need in my veins to burning flames, and I slide my finger along her crack dreaming. 

Stop thisโ€ฆ I need to stop this, but I canโ€™t stop tasting her. A soft noise slips from her throat, and she holds me, lips chasing mine. How has she managed to destroy my will, to wrap me around her finger this way? 

I grip her arms, obeying my screaming brain and stopping us. โ€œGoodnight, Reanna. Go to sleep now.โ€ 

Her eyes shimmer, and she nods, turning away from me and stepping through the screen door. โ€œSweet dreams, professor"...๐Ÿ”ฅ

โญ๐—™๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—•๐—œ๐——๐——๐—˜๐—ก ๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ฉ๐—˜โ€”๐—•๐—œ๐—ก๐—š๐—˜ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ช: (link in bio)
Amazon: https://geni.us/FBDamz
Audio: https://geni.us/FRBaud
Discreet PB: https://geni.us/FRBse

*๐˜๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜’๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ!

#spicybooks #readnow
Iโ€™d give anything to have her on my lap right no Iโ€™d give anything to have her on my lap right now, riding my c--k. 

Weโ€™re on campus, moving slowly, and thankfully, the crowd has faded. Only a few pedestrians linger, none of whom seem to be interested in whatโ€™s happening in a passing Jeep. 

I slowly take us up the long drive to Amanda Egret Hall. Reanna has returned to her seat, holding my hand, which is still lodged between her thighs. Her breathing slows, and her come is all over me. 

I stop at the entrance, wondering if I dare walk her to the door. I want to. What would people say? F--k it. I unfasten my seatbelt and go around the car, holding both her hands as she steps down on wobbly feet, leaning into me. 

โ€œThank you.โ€ Her lips pout, and her eyes are woozy with afterglow. โ€œBoys my age donโ€™t give me orgasms.โ€ 

F--k. My body is on fire, and my hands are on her waist. I want to give her more than that, but weโ€™re in her f--king dorm parking lot. 

Moving her to a breathable distance, I clear the thickness from my throat. โ€œYou need to sleep.โ€ 

My hand lingers on her lower back as I guide her to the entrance of the residence hall. โ€œCan you get to your room?โ€ 

She nods, looking up at me. Then leaning closer once more, she whispers, โ€œIโ€™d like to kiss you goodnight.โ€ 

My lips part, and she seals her mouth to mine, plunging her tongue inside, and without thinking my fingers slide lower, tightening on her bare ass beneath that skirt. She fans the smoldering need in my veins to burning flames, and I slide my finger along her crack dreaming. 

Stop thisโ€ฆ I need to stop this, but I canโ€™t stop tasting her. A soft noise slips from her throat, and she holds me, lips chasing mine. How has she managed to destroy my will, to wrap me around her finger this way? 

I grip her arms, obeying my screaming brain and stopping us. โ€œGoodnight, Reanna. Go to sleep now.โ€ 

Her eyes shimmer, and she nods, turning away from me and stepping through the screen door. โ€œSweet dreams, professor"...

โญ๐—™๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—•๐—œ๐——๐——๐—˜๐—ก ๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ฉ๐—˜โ€”๐—•๐—œ๐—ก๐—š๐—˜ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ช: 
Amazon: https://geni.us/FBDamz
Audio: https://geni.us/FRBaud
Discreet PB: https://geni.us/FRBse

*๐˜๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜’๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ! Link in my bio ๐Ÿ˜˜

#spicybooks #readnow
๐ŸŽ‰ AMAZING PB GIVEAWAY! โœจ To celebrate the r ๐ŸŽ‰ AMAZING PB GIVEAWAY! โœจ 

To celebrate the release of Mine for the Night by Kia Carrington-Russell some incredible authors have come together for a paperback giveaway!
To enter make sure you follow all the authors participating in the giveaway and comment/ tag one bookish friend who might also like this giveaway.
Extra entries to those who share and tag me in it.

This is open internationally to one grand prize winner who will receive:
๐Ÿฅ‚ Mine for the Night by @kia_crystal
๐Ÿฅ‚ The Gate Keeper by @reneeroseromance
๐Ÿฅ‚ More Than My Eyes by @jessica_gleave
๐Ÿฅ‚ Fearless by @authortlouise
๐Ÿฅ‚ Chained Hands by @tlsmith1313
๐Ÿฅ‚ Hit 149 by @margaretmcheyzer
๐Ÿฅ‚ Seven Kisses by @dlgallieauthor
๐Ÿฅ‚ Paradise by @jalowbooks

โœจ Winner will be announced 1st February 2023. Goodluck! โœจ 

Winner will be contacted by @kia_crysal 
*Instagram has nothing to do with this giveaway
Reaching down, I scoop another handful of mud, and Reaching down, I scoop another handful of mud, and his eyes glitter. 

โ€œWhat are you planning to do with that?โ€ His tone is warning, and nervous laughter bubbles in my throat. 

โ€œI think you know.โ€ I take a quick step forward, and he dodges, lifting his arm and twisting out of the way. 

โ€œYouโ€™re not going to put that on me.โ€ 

โ€œI might. I have skills.โ€

โ€œIโ€™m familiar with your skills.โ€ A sexy smile curls his lips, and a dimple appears.

Laughter, teasing, these are things we haven't been able to do at college, and I love it. 

โ€œThen you know I get what I want.โ€ Diving at him, I grip his shoulders, pushing my hand towards his face. 

He blocks it easily, holding my arm to the side. At this point, I donโ€™t really care about smearing him with mud. I only want to feel his strength again. I want his arms around me, him holding me down. Itโ€™s how we always are, wild and ravenous.

Then he turns my hand to my face. 

โ€œNo!โ€ I squeal, pressing my nose against his chest as I struggle against the incoming blob.

โ€œNow who has skills?โ€ 

I do the only thing I can, hooking my leg around his and taking him to the ground. He lands on his back with an oof! and his grip on my arm loosens. In that instant, Iโ€™ve got him, wiping the mud from his forehead down his nose. 

โ€œMotherf--ker,โ€ he growls, rolling me so my back is in the muck.

Ripping up my sweater, he wipes a line of mud over my bare stomach, and the cold makes me yell. Just as fast, he straddles my waist, gripping my wrists so both my hands are locked in his above my head. 

Weโ€™re breathing fast, smiling wickedly as we gaze at each other, sweaty and gross. One blink and his mouth is on mine. He releases my wrists, and I rip at his shirt, pulling it higher so our bodies are skin against muddy skin. 

โ€œF--k,โ€ he groans, and I laugh against his mouth. โ€œThis is disgusting.โ€ 

โ€œThereโ€™s a creek down there.โ€ 

Heโ€™s on his feet at once, catching both my hands and pulling me to my feet. He doesnโ€™t stop there, tossing me over his shoulder and slapping my ass... ๐Ÿ˜

โญ๐—™๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—•๐—œ๐——๐——๐—˜๐—ก ๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ฉ๐—˜โ€”๐—•๐—œ๐—ก๐—š๐—˜ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ช: 
Amazon: https://geni.us/FBDamz
Audio: https://geni.us/FRBaud
Discreet PB: https://geni.us/FRBse

*๐˜๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ KU!
God, he was so f--king hot struggling with himself God, he was so f--king hot struggling with himself. I wanted him to catch me by the face and tell me I was being a brat. I wanted him to shove my thin top up and squeeze my bare breasts, licking my hardened nipples and pulling them with his teeth. I wanted him to spank me and then bend me over his desk to f--k me hard from behind. 

Heat races to my core, and alone in my dorm room, I lie back on the bed, closing my eyes as I expand the fantasyโ€ฆ

It starts with him sitting in that leather chair, burning with frustration. I walk around his mahogany desk, leaning forward so he can see Iโ€™ve forgotten my panties (oops). I bend a little farther and my p--sy is right in his face. 

I imagine the muscle in his square jaw moving, his hazel eyes darkening as he struggles with his animal needs versus our human rules.

He wants me, heโ€™s right on the edge. The muscles in his arms bulge as he grips his chair tighter. He only needs a little nudgeโ€ฆ

โ€œPlease,โ€ I moan, feeling my wetness leaking onto my thighs. โ€œI want you so much it hurts, professor.โ€ 

He breaks. 

Strong hands grip me by the waist, and he fumbles, sliding his c-ck up and down between my legs until he locates my entrance. With a firm thrust, heโ€™s inside, and we both moan so loud, itโ€™s audible in the hall. It doesnโ€™t stop us.

Curses fall from his lips as he punishes me. I'm jeopardizing his career. Iโ€™m a student, barely twenty-two, but heโ€™s lost all control.

He pounds into me feverishly, and my voice is a wailing cry, somewhere between begging and bliss. His c-ck is so hard, and heโ€™s so desperate... ๐Ÿ”ฅ

โญ๐—™๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—•๐—œ๐——๐——๐—˜๐—ก ๐—œ๐—ฆ ๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ฉ๐—˜โ€”๐—•๐—œ๐—ก๐—š๐—˜ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ช: 
Amazon: https://geni.us/FBDamz
Audio: https://geni.us/FRBaud
Discreet PB: https://geni.us/FRBse

*๐˜๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜’๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ! (Links in my bio)

#spicybooks #steamybooks #forbidden #professorstudent #secretidentity #mafia #romance #romanticsuspense #heroineindanger #kindleunlimited #readnow
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