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Monday, July 27, 2015

Nook Book: Cowboy Charade (The McAlisters of McKenna Downs 1)

Here's a book for your Nook. :) Cowboy Charade (The McAlisters of McKenna Downs 1) is now at Barnes & Noble.



Word Count: 54,263
[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, HEA]
Danielle Hartwell flees Chicago after witnessing her ex-boyfriend murder someone. A handsome cowboy helps her avoid detection when Gavin's men go looking for her.
Heath Brodie is charmed by the curvy blonde, but there's just one problem. Danielle doesn't like his father, Malachi Brodie, a judgmental preacher. Heath leaves out his last name when he introduces himself, hoping that doesn't come back to bite him.
When Danielle arrives home in McKenna Downs, David and Brighton McAlister confess their love for her. They're willing to share her with Heath, but the cowboy is wary of their proposal since he grew up in a traditional home.
Danielle’s ex-boyfriend is still out there hunting her. Can the men protect her from him?
What happens when a biker with an ax to grind decides it's time for Heath to pay for what he did ten years ago?
NOTE! This is book 1 of 4 in The McAlisters of McKenna Downs collection. These books are not stand-alone. Each is a continuation of the previous book and must be read in the numbered order. The final book contains a happily ever after for the heroine and all her men.
Note: This series runs on a parallel timeline to The Huntingtons of McKenna Downs

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

On Amazon: Cowboy Charade (The McAlisters of McKenna Downs 1)

Cowboy Charade (The McAlisters of McKenna Downs 1) is now on Amazon for the Kindle. Since this series runs on a parallel timeline to The Huntingtons of McKenna Downs, which is a stand-alone book, I posted those links at the bottom and the ones for Cowboy Charade first, right below.

Amazon - http://www.amazon.com/Charade-McAlisters-McKenna-Publishing-LoveXtreme-ebook/dp/B0125JNVKE/ref=sr_1_4?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1437608346&sr=1-4&keywords=zoey+marcel

Amazon UK - http://www.amazon.co.uk/Charade-McAlisters-McKenna-Publishing-LoveXtreme-ebook/dp/B0125JNVKE/ref=sr_1_22?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1437688067&sr=1-22&keywords=zoey+marcel


Word Count: 54,263
[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, HEA]
Danielle Hartwell flees Chicago after witnessing her ex-boyfriend murder someone. A handsome cowboy helps her avoid detection when Gavin's men go looking for her.
Heath Brodie is charmed by the curvy blonde, but there's just one problem. Danielle doesn't like his father, Malachi Brodie, a judgmental preacher. Heath leaves out his last name when he introduces himself, hoping that doesn't come back to bite him.
When Danielle arrives home in McKenna Downs, David and Brighton McAlister confess their love for her. They're willing to share her with Heath, but the cowboy is wary of their proposal since he grew up in a traditional home.
Danielle’s ex-boyfriend is still out there hunting her. Can the men protect her from him?
What happens when a biker with an ax to grind decides it's time for Heath to pay for what he did ten years ago?
NOTE! This is book 1 of 4 in The McAlisters of McKenna Downs collection. These books are not stand-alone. Each is a continuation of the previous book and must be read in the numbered order. The final book contains a happily ever after for the heroine and all her men.
Note: This series runs on a parallel timeline to The Huntingtons of McKenna Downs

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Hot as Heller (The McAlisters of McKenna Downs 3)

Hot as Heller (The McAlisters of McKenna Downs 3) is now available at Siren-Bookstrand.

Siren-Bookstrand - http://www.bookstrand.com/hot-as-heller


Word Count: 74,907
[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Consensual BDSM Cowboy Ménage Romance, M/F/M/M/M/M/M, with M/M, HEA]
Danielle Hartwell has Heath back and she couldn't be happier. She's overjoyed that Cole McAlister has come home, but after an eleven year absence she doesn't know where she stands with him.
Heller Enos struggles between wanting revenge on Heath and his old feelings for him. He's made up his mind that Heath needs to be open about who he really is, even to his preacher father. He's also determined to make Danielle his. She wants him, but has reservations about dating a biker. That and she fears that people will look down on her for being with five men, but Heller intends to show her that they belong together and that a ménage relationship can work.
Heath loves Heller and Danielle, but he’s determined to keep their unconventional relationship a secret from his conservative father. How long can that last?
The serial killer continues to prey on his victims, but he just might be a little too close for comfort.
NOTE! This is book 3 of 4 in The McAlisters of McKenna Downs collection. These books are not stand-alone. Each is a continuation of the previous book and must be read in the numbered order. The final book contains a happily ever after for the heroine and all her men.
Note: This series runs on a parallel timeline to The Huntingtons of McKenna Downs

STORY EXCERPT

Danielle heard that Heller was in his motorcycle shop in Stone River. It was right next door to Heath’s veterinary clinic, which was pretty convenient. She knocked on the door, surprised to see Heath in the motorcycle shop already, talking with Heller.
The tattooed man eyed her hungrily and for a good several seconds made her forget her anger with Heath. Knowing it was the same Heller who had wooed her in Chicago and seeing him face to face again left her in awe of him all over again.
However, when that front door opened, her desire to know him took a backseat and all hell broke loose when she stomped inside and clapped eyes on Heath.
“You bastard!” she yelled.
It had been her intention to have a rational discussion with him. Apparently that plan was long gone.
Heath blinked at this, seeming genuinely confused. “Excuse me?”
“Someone said you were at the club last night.”
He tensed. “He told you?”
Heller cut in. “I didn’t tell her anything.”
“What were you doing there?” she demanded. When he didn’t answer she shoved him. “Did you fuck somebody?”
“I didn’t fuck anybody,” Heath replied.
“Technical jackass,” Heller mumbled.
Danielle spun around to face him. “What is that supposed to mean?”
“Why don’t you ask Heathy boy? I’m not allowed to say anything.”
When she looked back at Heath, she saw him glowering at Heller. “Somebody tell me what’s going on right now.”
Heath sighed. “I didn’t fuck any women. I wouldn’t do that to you. I was gonna tell you.”
She shrank back when he reached for her. “Don’t touch me.”
“Oh for Christ’s sake, I fucked him,” Heller blurted.
Heath breathed out deeply, appearing humiliated.
Her attention darted between them. “What?”
“We’re fuck buddies,” Heller said. “He doesn’t want anyone to know because he wants Daddy to be proud of him.”
“Shut up, will you?” Heath snapped.
She relaxed. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I was getting around to that. I just ... I had to make sure I could trust you.”
“Excuse me?”
Heller sounded amused. “Ah, Heath, who needs TV with you around for laughs?”
Heath rolled his eyes. “Stay out of this, will you?”
“You went to a sex club without telling me and you don’t trust me?” She tried to storm away, but Heath stopped her.
“Hold on. Someone knows I went to seminary before I went to veterinary school. You’re the only one I told. There’s no way that person could have known unless you told him.”
“You think I told someone your secret?” Now she was even more offended. “I wouldn’t do that to you, Heath, and if you think I would, then maybe we shouldn’t be together.”
She made for the door.
“Ah well, Heath,” Heller said with a smile. “You still have me.”
Heath bolted after her. “Danielle, wait.”
“Bastard,” Heller grumbled.
Heath grabbed her arm. “I’m sorry. I just don’t see how that person could have known otherwise.”
“I didn’t tell anyone,” she said sternly. “You told me something in strict confidence and I respect that.”
“I know that now. I was an idiot for doubting you.”
“You were an idiot before that,” Heller muttered.
“Fuck off already.” Heath faced her again, petting her arms. “Forgive me. I really was gonna tell you about Heller and me. You just can’t tell anyone.”
She gave him a halfhearted smile and stroked his arm. “I won’t. From now on ask if I betrayed your secret. Don’t just assume the worst.”
“You’re right. I just didn’t want to know if you were a bigmouth. I just wanted to be with you no matter what.”
“Are there any other men?” she asked.
“There’d better not be,” Heller warned.
“There aren’t,” Heath replied. “Just him. You said you were fine with it.”
“I am, but you should have told me.”
“I should have. I was going to. This hasn’t been easy for me.”
“It was real easy for me,” Heller added with a lusty grin. “That one gave it up to me fast. He takes it up the ass real nice, don’t you, pretty boy?”
Heath blushed. “He never shuts off.”
Heller smirked.
Danielle’s smile was more authentic this time. “Can I watch you two together sometime?”
“Hell, yeah,” Heller said.
“No,” Heath said at the same time.
Both men looked at each other, squinting in reproach.
She snickered. “Well, I’ll let you guys work that out. I don’t have to be involved. I just want to see you two together. I bet it’s really hot.”
Heath licked his lips, seeming torn.
“Oh, it is,” Heller agreed. “I have half a mind to drag his hot ass into the back room and show you how deep I fuck him.”

ADULT EXCERPT

Heller went into the kitchen and got some coconut oil. It was the healthy, unrefined kind. Sometimes he cooked with this stuff, but it was getting some obscene usage tonight.
When he went back into the den area, Heath was reclining on his back on one of the couches with Danielle seated on the edge next to him while he toyed with her left tit. Who could blame him? They were right there hanging out in the open just asking for a neighborly groping.
“Give me your hand,” Heller told her.
She held it out and he wiped some of the oil on her open palm and fingers.
“Rub that on his belly. I’ll oil you up.”
Both Heath and Danielle seemed to enjoy being rubbed down with the clear liquid.
After their bellies were greased with the fragrant coconut oil, Heller wiped his hands off with some paper towels and then flicked open the button on his pants. He slid down the zipper before reaching into his boxers.
“Lie down on him.”
She crawled up Heath’s body and snuggled close to him. He put his arms around her, nuzzling her.
Heller whipped his favorite body part out and stepped closer. He bent slightly and leaned forward while she lifted up a little, just enough for him to slide his erection between them. She eased back down and he heard both his partners moan at the feel of his thick, pulsating flesh nestled in between their bellies.
Heath’s abs felt nice and firm, but his skin was smooth in the middle, save for the sexy trail of hair under his navel. It made a soft nest for his cock whenever he rubbed against it.
Danielle’s midsection was hairless, softer. They both felt so good.
The coconut oil gave off a nice aroma as it heated with the friction of his thrusts.
Heller gyrated his hips, hands bracing himself against the couch while he tummy-fucked them. Heath and Danielle cuddled with each other and made gratified sounds at the illicit feel of his thrusting penis against their skin.
He was proud of her for letting down her hair with him earlier at the poker table. Just thinking about her sitting on his lap with her pants down and coming in her panties for him was a massive turn-on.
He knew she secretly craved exhibition with him. Well, that was fine as fuck because he was all about getting it on with his woman in public.
Or his man. He wished Heath would let loose with him. Heller wasn’t asking for convulsive dick-riding in the middle of the street during gay pride. Nor did he expect Heath to wear makeup and soften his vocals like Shelby or some of the twinks Kale had dated in the past. Heller wasn’t into that. All he wanted was for his cowboy to embrace himself and accept him. A friendly smile in public or some hand-holding would be nice. He wasn’t saying there had to be a sloppy make-out session.
But there could be a make out.
Heller picked up speed, feeling his shaft ignite with sensation. The feel-good sexual massage was amplified now. He groaned harshly when he felt Danielle fondling his right nut while Heath stroked his thigh. His testes hardened in her feminine touch, tingling sharply. Gentle currents of pleasure sizzled from Heath’s hand on his leg and on up his spine. He shivered.
Fever consumed him. He couldn’t get enough of the snug crevice their bodies created, crushing deliciously against his excited penis. His abs tightened, thighs locking, and dick constricting with hot thrills.
Danielle traced teasing patterns on his aching balls. He felt his cum surrender to her coaxing and an intense shot of pleasure streak through his loins when Heath wriggled suddenly and gripped his right ass cheek.
Heller let out a satisfied roar and spewed his semen all over their soft, warm bellies. The orgasm felt so good, came in strong, unrelenting waves.
The tropical scent of coconut fused with the odor of sex, evoking thoughts of a raunchy fuck on a white sandy beach in the Caribbean. Now there was a vacation in the making right there. He’d love to find a private beach and fuck the shit out of both of them.
After catching his breath, Heller straightened and moved his oil-coated cock after Danielle got up.
“Wait,” Heath said, glancing around as he sat up.
Finding that they were still alone, he scooted to the edge of the couch and licked Heller’s oily dick clean. Heller grunted, closing his eyes. He played with Heath’s hair gently while his sated organ was groomed.
“That’s so hot,” she said.
Heller opened his eyes, a slow smile climbing up his face. “Two mouths are better than one, babe. My dick is all kinds of messy.”
She grinned and inched over, running her tongue up and down his shaft with her eyes lidded. Apparently she liked coconut. Lucky him.
“Suck my dick,” Heller demanded hoarsely, pushing Heath’s head down.
The pretty boy moaned submissively and his prick jacked up in that steamy mouth.
“Balls, woman, lick them.” Heller fisted her ponytail, leading her head into his crotch.
She kissed his balls.
His grip firmed on her hair. “Tongue.”
She garnished his scrotum with tiny licks, bathing them all over. His balls relished it. Heller stood there silently watching his lovers pleasure him orally. They were so sweet and such dirty little fuckers, using their hot mouths to make his groin happy.
He wished he could be legally married to both of them, but at least he could be to one of them. Danielle had other men vying for her attention as well, so it made sense to have her marry one of the rich boys that wanted her. Heath was his and there would be rings. Fuck yes, there would be rings, and old spazzy was wearing his, even when Daddy was around.

Sunday, July 5, 2015

Submission to Kale (The McAlisters of McKenna Downs 2)

Submission to Kale (The McAlisters of McKenna Downs 2) is now available at Siren-Bookstrand. Lots of characters in this one and a few different plots.
I just wanted to mention that there is a line spoken by a side character in this book that I don't agree with. He says that men can't be abused. Please understand that this is the character's point of view. It is not mine. I'm fully aware that women and children are not the only ones susceptible to mistreatment. In fact one of the books I'm working on deals very heavily with the reality that sometimes men can be abused, whether by other men or even by a woman, as is referenced in one character's past.
The line in this book is such a small thing said by a character in passing, but I wanted to make it clear that it was only the character's view, not mine. Nobody deserves to be mistreated, no matter their gender, age, etc.

Siren-Bookstrand - http://www.bookstrand.com/submission-to-kale


Heat Rating: SEXTREME
Word Count: 70,002

[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Consensual BDSM Cowboy Ménage Romance, M/F/M/M/M/M/M, with M/M, light BDSM, figging, paddling, spanking, sex toys, HEA]
Danielle Hartwell's bond with David and Brighton McAlister grows, but she's devastated when Heath breaks up with her out of the blue.
Brighton's plans to expose Kale Enos go up in smoke when Kale tells him he wants Brighton as his sugar baby. Their relationship turns sexual, but when Kale starts training him in submission Brighton talks Danielle into being trained by Kale as well.
Heath Brodie loves Danielle, but someone from his past is employed by the McAlisters, someone who haunts him every time Heath sees them. Through a chance encounter he reunites with Heller Enos, his childhood best friend and the man he outed ten years ago. Heller says he's forgiven Heath and wants a relationship with him. Has the biker truly forgiven him, or is there a darker motive he's hiding?
Danielle's ex-boyfriend knows where she is and he's coming after her. In the background a serial killer is randomly selecting his targets, or so it appears.
NOTE! This is book 2 of 4 in The McAlisters of McKenna Downs collection. These books are not stand-alone. Each is a continuation of the previous book and must be read in the numbered order. The final book contains a happily ever after for the heroine and all her men.
Note: This series runs on a parallel timeline to The Huntingtons of McKenna Downs

STORY EXCERPT

 Brighton squirmed in his seat. “You don’t talk much, do you?”
“You do enough talking for the both of us.”
“Insults won’t get rid of me. Just admit that I’m right and I’ll leave you alone.”
“What makes you think I want you to leave me alone?” Some kind of dark, wicked humor made the older man’s eyes glow with hedonism.
Brighton felt that lascivious look deep in his groin. God, what was it about him? There was bi-curious and then there was “For the love of God, man, take me now.”
“Have you been listening? It’s about sex with you. You don’t want platonic time together. Just admit I’m right and we won’t have to have dinner together.” He glanced around. “Come on, man. Make it quick before the server gets back and makes me order.”
“You could have chosen an old man,” Kale said, looking like he might laugh. “Why did you choose me?”
“Quit stalling.” Brighton pointed at him.
“Move your finger.”
“Make me.”
His breath hitched when Kale pushed his finger down and lightly pinned Brighton’s hand to the cool table. The heat emanating from Kale’s hand sent reasoning out the window. For a split second there Brighton almost wished he was a woman. He would entice the hell out of Kale just like the smoldering man was seducing the crap out of him without even trying.
Brighton tried to pull his hand away, feeling faint when Kale gripped his wrist to immobilize him. Feeling a man’s hand on him, keeping him there, made him shake. He gulped, unable to pry his eyes away from the arousing sight of being held still by another man, especially one as dominant and virile as Kale.
“Order something off the menu,” Kale instructed him.
Brighton yanked his hand away when the man let go of him. He barely saw the menu Kale slid across the table toward him. “I don’t want anything.”
“Eat something,” Kale ordered.
Brighton shriveled, immediately dropping his eyes as he perused the menu without seeing it. “I guess I’ll have an appetizer. Mozzarella sticks.”
“We’ll share them.”
He blushed. Sharing an appetizer was something couples did. They weren’t a couple. A couple of enemies, maybe.
“Order something to drink.”
“Okay, this berry limeade or whatever.”
When the server returned and asked Brighton what he wanted, Kale ordered for him. Brighton grew warmer by the minute. His cock throbbed in his pants. He’d never had anyone order food for him before. Kale’s take-charge manner left him hot and bothered and somewhat shaken by his body’s response to the man. Brighton had known for a while that he was bi-curious, but Kale was absolutely killing him. Maybe he should walk away before he ended up begging for a kiss and jeopardizing his entire mission.
“Why are we eating together?” he asked shyly.
What’s wrong with me? I’m not shy. I’m Brighton McAlister, damn it.
Kale focused on him again. “You’re my sugar baby. We’ll be spending plenty of time together.”
Sweet baby Jesus, I’m screwed.
Brighton swallowed, mouth watering even as his throat felt parched. “You realize I’m a man, don’t you?”
Kale smiled, torturing his poor cock further. “Yes, I’m very aware of that.”
A renewed bout of sass fired his tongue. “You think by spending time with me that you can try to prove me wrong? I know what you’re trying to do. You hope I’ll eventually give up and then we’ll part ways and you’ll secretly look for a female sugar baby, hoping that I’ll think you just wanted company and won’t post this video all over YouTube.” He pointed at the other man. “Don’t underestimate me.”
Kale’s confidence never wavered. “How do I know you aren’t after my money? The women are as guilty of greed as the men are of lust.”
“Exactly.” Brighton stuck his finger in the man’s face.
“Move your finger.”
He flushed and moved his digit, eyes dropping. “Sorry.”
Kale appeared pleased. “You learn fast.”
Oh my God, he’s killing me!
His dick pounded with yearning. Brighton adjusted himself discreetly.
“Is something wrong?”
He blushed. “No. Why would anything be wrong?”
“You’re very twitchy. You seem uncomfortable.”
Damn it! Does he know I’m hard? How could he? He’s straight. At least, I think he is.
Brighton figured any chemistry between them was probably in his head. Kale was hoping for the woman in the picture, Danielle.
“I’m fine.”
“Tell me about yourself, the truth. I want to know how much of your profile was truth and what was fabrication,” Kale said.
“Well, I’m a man, obviously.” God, that smile of his was dark and enthralling. “But everything else was true.”
“Does your fiancée know you’re doing this?”
“Yeah. She doesn’t care. It would be hypocritical of her anyway since I’m sharing her with my brother and another man. Well, I was until Heath broke up with her.”
Kale’s countenance shadowed and his voice cooled. “Heath Brodie?”
“Yeah, you know him?”
“No.”
Brighton smirked. “I think you do.”
“You share your fiancée with your brother?”
“Yeah.”
“When the other man was involved with your ménage, did you share your woman with them at the same time?”
“Yeah, why?”
Kale’s timbre turned dusky. “Did the other man’s naked body excite you?”
“What?” Brighton blushed hard.
The server set their fried mozzarella sticks and warm pizza sauce down, smiling a little when she overheard.
Kale seemed unfazed by the fact that someone was privy to their private discussion. He thanked the server and waited for her to leave. When she did he turned his attention to him again. “Answer the question.”

ADULT EXCERPT

“Do you love him?” Jealousy darkened Kale’s tone.
Danielle turned her head to look him the eye. He had to know the truth. “No, Sir. I never did. I used him to get over the McAlisters back then, only it didn’t work. I admit when I saw Emmett earlier I felt a little crappy, but I think that’s natural. You know how when you see an ex or an old fling settle down with someone else, it’s kind of humbling, because that other person is the one to them and you’re not. People always think ‘Oh, I’m better off without that person, ’ but in order for that to be true it means they’re better off without you, too. It’s just not very flattering to be forgettable to someone, to be one of the meaningless numbers they go through on the road to meet their soul mate.”
Kale caressed her cheek. “I understand, kitten. You know that you can’t be everyone’s someone, though.”
She smirked. “I know that. I need my rest sometimes.”
He grinned. “Melanie is Emmett’s special someone, but to me and the McAlisters, she’s just another woman. You’re our someone.”
Her soul soared. “You care about me, too? Not just Brighton?”
“Very much.” He leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose before sitting up again. “No submissives have pleased me more than the two of you have.”
“Thank you, Sir. I’ve grown really fond of you.”
Understatement of the century. She knew she was falling for him, but she wasn’t sure how long David and Brighton were sharing her with Kale for. Brighton had merely said he wanted her to be trained in BDSM if she was down with it. She’d agreed, asking him why, to which he’d said “Reasons.”
Reasons. Okay.
“Shall I pull the ginger out of you?” Kale asked.
“Please do, Sir.”
After he did she felt his flaming exhale blow over her sore hole.
“I’m going to rim you,” he said darkly. “I love the taste of ginger.”
A harsh gasp barreled out of her when she felt wet, velvet heat gently licking her anus. He slowly cleaned away the lingering traces of ginger, bathing her in delicious steam. Her nerves sparked with sensation, firing to life beneath his expert strokes.
“Do you want my tongue in your asshole, Danielle?” he asked through a growl.
She moaned in acceptance. She couldn’t believe that she did. “Yes, Sir.”
The guttural sound rumbled in his chest as his tongue pushed into her body.
A soft cry poured out of her when she felt molten dampness pierce her. Wild electricity shot through her in mind-destroying currents. Her cells vibrated. Her pussy was soaked and achy. She’d been nervous about rimming, but all traces of bashfulness were gone. It felt so fucking good to feel a man’s tongue wiggling around in her hole, fucking her ass while his hands gripped her buttocks tight, like a predator holding his prey still while ravaging them.
“Please!” she pleaded. “It’s so good I can’t take it. I need your cock. Please let me have your cock.”
Kale growled and slapped her hard on the right ass cheek.
She shrieked at the pain and then screamed when her hole constricted around his steamy tongue. His heady groan made her sob in delight.
When he was good and ready to Kale withdrew his tongue, making her asshole quiver at the abandonment.
“Now I will give you my cock.”
“I’m so wet for you, Sir.”
He stuck his finger in her slit and she sighed. “You are. Did you come?”
“No, Sir. I promise.”
He gently rubbed her clitoris, stealing desperate whimpers from her. “Come now.”
A heartbeat later she shattered into a million pieces, writhing against the bed beneath her with Kale hovering over her from behind.
While she was still radiating with afterglow, cunt shuddering and womb clenching at the powerful vibrations, he entered her. She felt the latex tip, relieved that he remembered when she was so drunk on bliss.
“Too big,” she pleaded, hoping he kept going.
“Shh,” he lulled. “It will get better. Take me.”
His dominance dragged a submissive moan from her. A fresh surge of cream allowed him to advance and she opened her body to him, allowing for deeper penetration. Their animal sounds joined as one when he filled her to capacity.
No slow thrusts softened the shock of his massive erection buried in her saturated cunt. He plowed her hard and fast, taking what he wanted, using her body for his pleasure. The angle really nailed the hell out of her hot spot.
She actually screamed during his hardest pumps. His panting and sharp bellows said he relished her screams and the effect he had on her.
Her vagina grew hotter from the friction and she kept clawing at the sheets for a refuge he denied her.
“I feel you clenching on me, but you don’t come until I say,” he said firmly, voice strained and commanding.
She whined and then groaned when he slapped her left ass cheek. “Yes, Sir.”
“Fight it, kitten. Make your body obey me.”