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  Maybe it was the song or maybe it was the atmosphere in the bar, but whatever it was, I suddenly felt daring. I closed my eyes as I reached down and grabbed Alec’s hands. I lifted our joined hands above my head so that I had something to hold on to because I didn’t want to end up on my ass. Once I was sure he wouldn’t let me fall, I slowly started grinding my way down his body toward the floor, like I’d watched that girl do earlier.

  I felt Alec tense for a second before he finally relaxed again. I stopped once I was almost completely on the floor before slowly grinding my way back up his body. I peeked at Arie to see her watching me with her mouth hanging open. Then, she threw her head back and laughed.

  Alec released our fingers and slowly slid his hands down my arms and body. When they were resting on my hips again, I covered his hands with my own. I didn’t dare look back at Alec as I continued to dance. I was terrified of what I’d see in his eyes. This was supposed to be a game and a simple one at that. I just needed to make Alec want me and then laugh as I walked away from him. But with his body pressed up against mine like this, it didn’t feel like a game anymore. It felt too real, too good.

  I tried to remind myself that Alec was nothing but trouble, but that thought flew out the window when he lowered his head and kissed my shoulder. I shuddered hard enough that I knew he felt it.

  The song ended a few seconds later. He spun me around until I was facing him. My breath caught at the raw hunger in his eyes.

  “I thought you were a good girl. Maybe I was wrong,” he said, his voice deepening to the point that his words came out as a growl.

  “Maybe you were,” I whispered.

  A new song came on. I had no idea what song it was. I was too preoccupied with the fact that his mouth was inches from mine, and it was coming closer with each passing second.

  “Are you going to hit me if I kiss you?” he asked.

  People were dancing all around us, but neither of us moved. I finally shook my head, unable to speak. I knew the moment he kissed me, the game would change. I wasn’t sure if I was ready for that. Ready or not though, it was about to happen.

  He leaned in the last few inches and pressed his lips against mine. He kissed me softly at first. When I didn’t push him away, he deepened the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I couldn’t get enough of him. He pulled away for a split second before crashing his mouth down on mine again. I moaned as his tongue slipped inside and caressed my own.

  He broke away suddenly and took a step back. All I could do was stare at him. I was so lost in my own need that I couldn’t think.

  “Go home, Rebecca,” he said roughly.

  My eyes widened. “What?”

  “Go home.” He stepped closer, but he made sure that our bodies weren’t touching. “If you don’t leave right now, I won’t be able to control myself. I’m going to take you into the storage room and fuck you hard against the wall.”

  Taming Alec

  Rebecca and Alec

  He pulled me into his arms, shocking me. “You know, I hate it when you cry. Please stop, or I’ll do something drastic.”

  “Like what? Hit on me?” I asked, trying to lighten the mood. It might have worked if I wasn’t still sniffling.

  “I could tickle you until you pee.”

  “If you do, I’ll stab you with a pen,” I warned in a completely serious tone. I hated being tickled.

  “I’ll take my chances.” He moved his hands to my ribs.

  I opened my mouth to tell him not to even think about it, but it was too late. He started tickling me mercilessly. As he tickled under my arm, I scrambled to get away from him, but he was holding one hand around me to keep me from escaping.

  “Please stop,” I gasped.

  “Not a chance.” He tickled me everywhere he could reach.

  I jerked hard, desperate to get away from him, but all I managed to do was fall over sideways on the couch, causing him to land on top of me. He continued to tickle me for a few seconds longer before finally taking mercy on my poor soul.

  I fought for breath as I glared up at him. “That was cruel.”

  He smirked. “At least you stopped crying.”

  My glare disappeared as I realized just how close we were pressed together. I swallowed hard. “You can let me up now. I promise not to cry.” My voice sounded rough, even to my own ears.

  He stared down at me, the smirk slipping off his face. “I think I’ll keep you where you are.”

  I shoved at his chest as I tried to squirm out from underneath him, but it was pointless. His weight kept me from moving an inch.

  “Let me up.”

  He pressed his body tighter against mine. I wasn’t sure if he was doing it on purpose or if it was just a natural reaction. I sucked in a sharp breath as I felt the hard length of his dick against my leg. He seemed to notice just how close we were. Instead of moving away like I’d expected, he stayed right where he was.

  “Move,” I said, my voice nothing more than a whisper.

  He shook his head. “I can’t. Goddamn it. I want to, but I can’t.”

  He lowered his head and brushed his lips against mine. It was the sweetest kiss I’d ever tasted. Without hesitating, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. It felt like the most natural thing in the world. A growl came from deep within his throat when I ran my hands through the silky locks of his hair.

  The kiss grew feverish. He kissed me fast and hard, like he was afraid he’d never have another chance. I parted my lips to welcome him to explore deeper, and he didn’t disappoint. His tongue thrust into my mouth, causing heat to flare from deep within my body. I felt like I was on fire everywhere our bodies were pressed together.

  He ran his hand down my ribs, past my hip, and stopped when he reached the bottom of my shorts. His hand was hot against my bare skin. A moan escaped from my lips. My body begged me to let him touch me everywhere.

  “Please,” I whispered against his lips, unsure of what I was begging for.

  He groaned. “Your body is pure temptation to me, Rebecca.”

  I whimpered as his hand moved to the inside of my leg. His fingers crept up and under my shorts. My body jerked when his hand slipped into my underwear. Then, he touched me in a way that I’d never been touched before. My head fell back against the couch as I felt his fingers gliding through my wet folds. Stopping over my throbbing clit, he circled it with his thumb, teasing me. I ground my hips against him, hoping to relieve the ache. He growled as he suddenly lost control. He cursed loudly as he pinched my clit between his fingers. I cried out as common sense left me and my body took over, my hips moving faster and faster. He thrust two fingers into me, and I shouted his name.

  “You’re so fucking tight, Rebecca. Come for me, baby,” Alec said just before biting down on my neck.

  Without warning, waves of ecstasy crashed over me. I would have been embarrassed at how loud I was screaming Alec’s name as I came, but I was past the point of caring. When my body finally came back down to earth, I opened my eyes.

  Alec raised his head and stared down at me. “You make me lose control,” he whispered. “No matter how hard I try to stay away from you, I can’t. What is it about you that keeps drawing me back?”

  Tainted (Torn Series #3)

  Chloe and Drake

  Drake put his hand on my leg and started rubbing. “I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you. I just didn’t want you to freak out,” he whispered in my ear.

  Despite my embarrassment from both our dancing and Adam’s confession, I shivered as Drake’s breath tickled my ear. I was still turned on from our dancing, and Drake’s hand on my bare leg wasn’t helping the situation. Each time his hand brushed the bottom of my short dress, I swore I forgot how to breathe. He didn’t notice at first as he talked with the band, but he caught on to my predicament quickly when I grabbed his hand and pushed it away.

  He gave me a small smile as he put his hand back on my leg and continued to rub. Each time
, he would go just a bit farther under my dress. His fingers ran along my underwear as I tried to keep my breathing even. No one else at the table seemed to notice my predicament as they continued to talk. Drake continued to be a part of the discussion as if nothing was happening.

  He pushed my underwear to the side and slowly started rubbing back and forth along my clit. I tried to clamp my legs shut, but he pushed them apart with his hand and continued to stroke me softly. When he flicked my clit, I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning. I was going to kill him when we were alone.

  Drake had to turn his head away to hide his smile when Jade had to ask me a question twice before I answered. I finally managed to drag my attention away long enough to answer. I almost sighed in relief when he stopped stroking me and rested his hand on the inside of my thigh. Just as my body was starting to relax, he moved his hand back and thrust two fingers inside me.

  I gasped and grabbed the table. The band stopped talking and looked at me.

  “You okay?” Jade asked.

  “Yeah, I just had a cramp in my leg,” I managed to gasp.

  Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Drake grinning, but I refused to look at him. He pulled his fingers out and thrust them back in. My knuckles turned white as I gripped the table harder. The band went back to talking as Drake continued to thrust his fingers in and out of me. My breathing grew shallow as I tried to act like he wasn’t about to give me an orgasm. I tried to push his hand away, but he wasn’t having it. Instead, he pushed my hand away with one of his hands and started thrusting in and out faster with the other. A thin sheen of sweat broke out across my forehead as I felt myself edging closer and closer to my release. When he pulled his fingers out and flicked my clit, I came undone. I grabbed his leg and dug my nails in as I tried not to cry out. My body shook, and I rested my head against Drake’s shoulder as I tried to hide what he’d done to me.

  “Chloe, are you sure you’re okay? You look flushed,” Jade asked.

  “You do. Are you not feeling well?” Drake asked, his voice full of fake concern.

  “I’m not feeling that well to be honest. Maybe we should head home,” I answered.

  “Come on, let’s get you home and into bed,” Drake said.

  Now that the foreplay has you all hot and bothered, let’s move on to the good stuff.

  Tamed (Torn Series #5)

  Amber and Adam

  Before I had a chance to look around further, Adam grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall. I sucked in a surprised breath as his lips crushed mine. I moaned as every part of my body came alive.

  I’d imagined Adam’s kiss a thousand times, but I’d never once done him justice. The power, the sheer force of his kiss, stopped me in my tracks. I tasted cigarettes along with a hint of beer on his breath. On anyone else, the taste would have been revolting. On him, it only added to his appeal. I tasted raw need as our tongues tangled together.

  He pulled away briefly, his expression turning serious. “No expectations?”

  “No expectations,” I mumbled.

  “Just wanted to make sure that we were both on the same page.”

  He shoved his body closer against mine. His hard length pressed against me, and any rational thought about what we were going to do left me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my nails digging into his back. He grabbed one of my legs and lifted it to wrap around his waist. I wrapped my other leg around him without a second thought. His hands slipped under my short skirt and cupped my ass as he pulled us away from the door. I kissed him deeply as he carried me through his apartment. When we reached his bedroom, he dropped me down onto the bed. His hands found my top and pulled it over my head before I could blink.

  I stared up at him, wearing only my short skirt, ripped stockings, and a black lacy bra. I thought about covering myself, but the look in his eyes stopped me. Raw hunger. He wanted me more than I had realized.

  “Fuckin’ hell, woman. You’re sitting there like a fucking dream.” His eyes scanned my body.

  I stood and gripped the bottom of his shirt. I lifted it up inch by inch until the hard planes of his chest and stomach were revealed to me. He grabbed the shirt from my hands and pulled it over his head. He tossed it across the room before his hands moved to his pants. I watched with rapt attention as he unzipped them and shoved them over his hips. They dropped to the floor, and he kicked them aside.

  My eyes trailed downward, taking in every dip and plane of his body. He was still wearing a pair of black boxers, and his hard cock was barely contained by the thin fabric. I reached out and ran my fingers along the skin above his boxers. He shivered, a look of longing crossing his face. I gripped the fabric and slowly pulled it down.

  His erection sprang free, jutting from his body. I raised an eyebrow, impressed with his size. Next to him, Chad and Alex looked like little boys. I hoped he would be gentle at first, or sex with him would hurt like a bitch. I swallowed roughly as I stared at it. I reached out and ran my fingertips across the smooth skin. He shuddered, his hands balling up into tight fists.

  “Suck me,” he commanded, his voice rough, as he fought for control.

  I sank down onto my knees in front of him, a smile creeping onto my face from the mere thought of tasting him. I grasped him, my hand sliding up and down his shaft. He groaned and thrust his hips forward. I leaned forward, and his breath caught as I took him into my mouth. I closed my eyes as the tip of his cock touched the back of my throat. I sucked as I slowly slid him back out until only his tip was still in my mouth. I rolled my tongue over the tip, tasting his pre-cum. It only spurred on my need for him. I started moving my mouth back and forth as I reached up and grabbed him. I squeezed tightly, causing him to thrust his hips forward. His fingers found my hair and pulled roughly. Instead of pain, it only brought me pleasure.

  His hips started moving as he fucked my mouth. That alone was enough to wet my panties with need. I opened my eyes and glanced up at him. His eyes were shut, and his chin was resting on his chest as he let me devour him. Lines creased his forehead as he focused on what my mouth and hand were doing to him.

  God, he was beautiful.

  Suddenly, he pulled away. I shrieked in surprise when he grabbed me and pulled me until I was standing in front of him. His fingers found the zipper on my skirt. Without a word, he unzipped it and shoved it down my legs.

  “I hope you have more of these,” he mumbled before grabbing the thin scrap of lace that I was passing off for underwear.

  My eyes widened as he ripped them away from my body and dropped them onto the floor. I reached back and undid the clasps on my bra. I pulled it free and dropped it on the floor next to my skirt.

  “I’m going to fuck you hard,” Adam said as he picked me up and dropped me onto the bed.

  He opened the drawer in his nightstand and pulled out a condom. He ripped it open and slid it over his shaft.

  “If I don’t fuck you in the next five seconds, I’m going to lose my fucking mind.” He looked down at me. “Roll onto your stomach.”

  I did as he’d said, conscious of the fact that he would have a perfect view of my ass. I jerked in surprise when his hands wrapped around my waist and lifted me up. He pulled me back to the end of the bed. I closed my eyes when I felt the tip of his cock touch my entrance.

  “Hope you’re ready for me, baby. I wanted this to last, but I can’t wait any longer.”

  He pressed forward and entered me in one swift move. My hands balled up into fists as he filled me. While it didn’t hurt as I’d feared, my body felt overly full. I felt my internal muscles stretching, desperate to accommodate his size.

  He groaned and stilled, giving me time to get used to him. “You’re tight, babe.”

  I nodded, unsure of whether he saw me or not. I didn’t really care. All I wanted was for him to fuck me.

  He pulled back and thrust into me again. “Fuck yes.”

  I closed my eyes as he began to pound into me from behind. He was rough, rougher than I’d ever exp
erienced, but he wasn’t hurting me. Instead, I felt my body come alive. As he pushed into me, I shoved my hips back, desperate for him to go deeper. I winced in pain when he went too far, but the pain sent a jolt of ecstasy through my system. The pain mixed with pleasure was almost unbearable in the sweetest way.

  My breath came out in gasps as pure need took over. He increased his tempo until I felt myself moving forward on the bed. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back against him.

  “You’re fucking perfect,” Adam said, his voice a low growl.

  “Faster,” I gasped out.

  “Anything you want, babe.”

  He pumped into me, both of us moaning in unison. Sex with him was better than I could have ever imagined. My body hummed as I felt myself building. I was on the brink of orgasm when he released my hips. His fingers found my clit. He flicked it, and I shouted his name as my body shuddered. My orgasm took over, and I dropped my head onto the bed as wave after wave of pleasure engulfed me. I heard him grunt as he came. He ground his hips against my ass as he released.

  When he pulled out, I almost begged him not to. I suddenly felt empty, almost hollow without him. He kissed my shoulder before moving away. I rolled onto my back and watched as he pulled the condom off and tossed it into the trash next to the bed.

  He dropped down onto the bed next to me, still naked. My eyes trailed down his body. I was still unable to believe that after all these months, I’d finally had him. Unfortunately, my hopes of fucking him and forgetting him were destroyed. I knew once wouldn’t be enough. Already, my body was craving him again.

  Breaking Alexandria

  Lexi and Landon

  I awoke in the middle of the night, my body throbbing and needy. I raised my head up to see Landon sound asleep on his back, a peaceful look on his face. I smiled as I leaned forward and nibbled on his ear. I knew he’d be happy with the way he was about to be woken up.