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Lilly Palentino is working as an au pair in France during the summer when one night she meets Evan Lorne, one of the most famous, and sexy, singers worldwide. When she learns he’s having a miserable time in Paris, she strives to give him a night he’ll never forget.
7,119 Words
Excerpt:
At 22 years old, I’d done my fair share of kissing, but nothing in my life came close to this. It was like we were connected by a live wire, and my body trembled, my hands pulling against the back of his head, his broad shoulders, his muscled back, needing him closer to me. His glasses bumped against my face, and he paused for a millisecond to pull them off and shove them into his back pocket before descending on me again. His mouth was hot, and there was a lingering taste of chocolate and banana when he pushed his tongue between my lips and licked along the ridges on the roof of my mouth. His corded arms pushed down my back, landing under my ass, and suddenly he lifted me while he spun us so we switched positions, my back slamming against the wall. His chest crushed against mine and my legs wrapped around his waist. I could feel his dick below me, it’s solid length pressing firmly along the seam of my jeans.
He bit down on my bottom lip and pulled his head back, the tugging going straight to my clit. He ground against me tighter and I moaned in frustration because there were just too many layers separating us. I’d never wished I had worn a skirt more than at this exact moment.
“Lilly,” he practically growled, kissing me again, biting along my jaw and down my neck. “Lilly, we need to get out of here.” More kissing, his lips sucking on my earlobe. “Come back to my hotel room with me.”
I nodded, my chest heaving as I struggled to catch my breath. “Where?”
He told me the name and I felt like crying. I knew exactly where it was, and it was nowhere near where we had ended up walking. “That’s too far,” I moaned, scratching my fingers up the back of his head, which made him close his eyes and press stronger against me. I gasped at the pressure. “It would take us a half hour to get there.”
“Fuck,” he hissed against my neck, his body continuing to move on mine.
I looked around wildly. There was a narrow, one-way road that ran between the club and the building next to it to my right, not as small as an alley, but just about. I’d never, ever done anything like this before, but I couldn’t go much longer without having Evan inside of me.
Porn Stars Need Love Too (Perfect Blend Volume I)
Angela Featherstone is a young History teacher living in LA. Every Wednesday she spends a few hours at a local coffee shop, The Perfect Blend, grading papers and sneaking covert glances at a hot man who also frequents the shop.
One day she is finally approached by the hottie, who introduces himself as Clint Harmon. The two hit it off and Angela is thrilled, hoping to finally get out of her more than year-long sexual slump.
The only problem is that Clint has a secret, one he's afraid to tell Angela.
The thing is, Clint just so happens to be a porn star.
6,146 Words.
Excerpt:
“You want me,” he murmured, his mouth back to my ear. He nuzzled my cheek with his, the stubble scratching my skin and causing me to shiver.
“Mmm-hmm,” I whimpered. There was no point denying it. I had practically humped his leg in the coffee shop earlier.
“I want you too,” he said. He bit my ear, and then sucked my earlobe in between his lips. Moaning, I grabbed the back of his head and dragged his mouth to mine.
Any lingering hesitation disappeared in that moment. His lips formed themselves around mine and he brought his hands up to cup my face, tilting my head back and drawing me up into his kiss even more. His teeth pulled against my lower lip, sliding them back until my lip popped out of their clutches and he crashed his lips down to mine again, his tongue running along the seam of my upper lip before probing