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“You want me so much.” Wonder infused Amelia’s lyrical voice as she moved a little closer. “I never would have thought it possible.”
“Why not?” Quinn managed to croak the breathless question, then groaned with helpless excitement when her slender arms rose to circle around his neck. “You’re so beautiful!”
“Am I?” That seemed to surprise her, and she blinked a few times. “I’ve lived so many different lives, and closed myself off for so long, that I’d stopped worrying about my appearance.”
He never had a chance to question her enigmatic murmur; every rational thought fled his brain when she leaned enticingly against him. “Is this what you want, Quinn? To become my lover?”
He could only manage a desperate moan that combined lusty hunger with frantic hope.
“I haven’t taken a lover in so long.” He heard her voice echo from a million miles away, as if he was hearing her very thoughts. “I’d nearly forgotten the excitement of it. But you feel so good, so big and hard, so full of energy! Will you share that energy with me, Quinn? Will you fill me with light and heat, and make me feel alive again?”
He’d pull the moon from its orbit if it pleased her!Her soft chuckle vibrated right down to his bones, and he felt his wild excitement kindle a notch higher. “I’ll do anything you want!” His fervent vow emerged as a breathless gasp…and then he gasped again when she curled her clever fingers around him. “Oh God, Amelia, I’m so close!”
In one panicked second, their long-awaited mountain hiking trip turned to disaster. But for Jace, dragging Kathy from the icy river was the easy part. He’d adored Kat all his life, and would risk anything to protect her and keep her safe. Could he protect her from himself when they were forced to share a single sleeping bag on the cold snow-covered mountain? (erotica, hardcore, older woman, younger man, outdoor sex, the promise papers)
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“Kat.” Jace’s voice seemed to echo from a tremendous distance as he bent over her. “Can you hear me? I’m getting you out of these wet clothes, okay? Don’t fight me.”
His long fingers flew over her icy zipper and frost-coated buttons. Layer by layer, he peeled away river-soaked fabric. It took a while. She’d dressed sensibly, bundling coat over sweater over flannel shirt over long-johns over…
Spirits above, who’d have guessed that she wore such incredibly sexy lingerie under all those bulky clothes? Jace gasped for air like a drowning man, and fought to keep his hands from shaking as he spread one of his own shirts across her pearly naked breasts, then fumbled clumsily with her sodden jeans.
Oh, God. Not only the sexiest lace bra he’d ever seen, but her panties were so sheer that he could see every dark curl beneath them. Heat slammed into his groin so hard and fast that he groaned in agony.
His teeth sank into his bottom lip as he hooked trembling fingers into the cobweb-fine elastic threads riding high over her slender hips. He yanked them down in one swift move, then threw the sleeping bag across her naked body before his hands could return, of their own volition, to stroke and caress and explore.
Covering her didn’t help. His vivid mind’s eye could still see every mysterious shadow and crevice, and his blood began to boil even hotter as her musky scent rose to wrap seductive tendrils around his reeling brain…
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He was horny.
Hell, he was always horny. Why should today be any different?
Will heaved a reluctant sigh, and wrapped his big hand around his rigid shaft. He’d been masturbating ever since his live-in girlfriend of nearly twelve years had gotten sick of living on a farm, and headed for the big city.
She thought she could be an actress, and Carly and he would only slow her down. So she’d packed up and left one day, without a single word of warning or apology, while Carly was at school and he was out working in the fields.
That had been almost six years ago. And he hadn’t heard a single word from her since then. Maybe she’d made it big—he hoped so, for her sake, because acting had been her passion ever since they’d been kids. She probably would have headed for Hollywood right out of school, if she hadn’t accidentally gotten pregnant by some guy back in high school. Looking back on it, he was actually surprised that she’d stayed as long as she had.
Didn’t change the fact, though, that he hadn’t gotten laid even once since she’d left. And he was sick and tired of having to beat off every single time he got horny…which was most of the time.
Just for once, what he wouldn’t give to feel a woman’s hot, wet mouth…
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A snapping twig sent Harmony’s heart into panicked overdrive, and she whirled. Bears usually avoided the complex, but they did sometimes intrude…and not all of them were docile.
Quickly she snatched up the long-haired pelt, and hoped it would cover enough of her body to fool the dim-sighted carnivore…
Then her breath huffed out in a relieved sigh when Preacher stepped from the woods and braced both feet wide in the plush moss. “Preacher! I didn’t expect to see you out here!” she gasped.
He didn’t say a word; he simply stared at her in thoughtful consideration.
Suddenly she felt a baffling wave of shy confusion, and warm color rose to her fair cheeks. “How may I serve you, Preacher?” she whispered, instinctively dropping to her knees and offering him the traditional greeting.
A slow smile curved his lips, and her pulse began hammering even faster. He’d never looked at her this way before, and it made her feel so…peculiar inside!
She wasn’t quite sure if she’d heard his normal voice, or if the quiet thought had echoed inside her mind…but Preacher was always obeyed. Nimbly she stood again, and waited for his next command.
The shy confusion gave way to rising excitement that made her breath quicken, and her nerves began to dance. Was he about to take her? Was that why he had tracked her from the complex? Was that why brilliant energy was sparkling all over his muscular body?
Preacher kept his rising need under tight rein, controlling it with centuries’ worth of experience. Already he knew Harmony was not the one he sought—the Chosen One who would match his boundless passions stroke for stroke—but perhaps the child she conceived would be The One. He’d been waiting for millennia; he could wait another nine short months for Her birth. And if this child was not The One, the next one might be.
In the meantime, little Harmony was desperately panting his name as her slender hips rose and fell in a timeless rhythm older than the stars. So he would take his momentary pleasure with her, and give her the child she craved. And if she pleased him, he would take her again and again throughout the summer and fall, until her belly was too swollen to bear his passions. And next spring when his need surged hard and full, he would take her again. And again. And again.
His long years had taught him infinite patience. He used it with his women until their sexual energy rose in shimmering waves to slake his bone-deep thirst. Then he fed, and channeled his exultant ecstasy back into their sensitive bodies. They craved his skilled touch as desperately as he craved their primal energy. The trade was a fair one.
Harmony was well-trained, responding instantly to his slightest wish. The thrill of possessing her innocent virginal body began to erode his tireless endurance, and his breathless commands became more urgent…
Cara loved pulling pranks on Kean…and this April Fool’s Day prank was going to be the best one yet! But her wicked plot backfired when she crept into his room to tease him awake, and discovered that he was already horny and desperate for sex.
Suddenly the tables were turned, and she found herself helplessly enthralled by the stunning pleasure in his clever hands and muscular body. Could she stop him from going too far and taking her innocence? Did she even want to?
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She’d taken care with her plans, griping incessantly about her bedroom door’s faint squeaking until Kean’s father had finally gone through the entire house with a can of WD-40. That faint creak had always protected her from Kean’s mischievous retaliation…but this would be worth losing her early-warning system.
His door didn’t squeak anymore, either.
And since it was a weekday, his folks would be gone for hours. It just couldn’t get any better!
He was probably dreaming about Wendy right now, and she wondered, a little jealously, how far they’d gone. Had the sultry blonde spread her legs yet and let Kean have sex with her? Or was she still just teasing him…the way Cara was about to do?
Excitement began to tingle through her limber body when she tiptoed into the hall, and carefully twisted his bedroom knob. His door glided open without a sound.
Kean was sprawled across the mattress, bare-naked except for the thin sheet tangled around his lean waist. Cara eyed him with devilish delight. He’d grown strong and muscular over the years, and had matured into a really handsome young man!
Then her jaw dropped when she realized that the sheet was jutting straight up, and rising and falling in an incredibly erotic rhythm.
He must be having a really amazing dream if he was that horny!
Well, better and better! Instead of having to do all kinds of kinky things to arouse him, then shimmy away again with a wicked laugh, it would only take a few seconds to drive him half-crazy!
Cautiously she padded over to his wide bed, and rested a bare knee on the mattress. He didn’t stir. Gaining courage, she eased over his long body and straddled him, then settled down just a little.
She’d positioned herself better than she realized…
Sexy Murphy Rawlings, who taught history classes at the local college, had no idea what she had planned when she invited him over to appraise her great-great-grandfather’s antique farm equipment…
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She studied him for a moment, then lithely jumped to her feet. “You know what I think, Murphy? I think you need to relax more often.” Cheerfully she bounced into the tool-filled stall and caught his big hand in hers. “Come on. Mama Sunny’s going to make sure you take a little R&R. Trust me, you’ll feel better for it!”
He followed her like a mindless robot...until she settled cross-legged on the blanket again, and tugged at his hand to pull him down beside her. Then his foggy brain snapped back alive in a panicked rush.
“No, I shouldn’t do that. You, ah, you asked me here to study your antiques.”
Sunny smiled up at him, and tugged a little harder. “We have all day. Didn’t you tell me that no one’s expecting you back at the school until tomorrow?”
“Well, yeah, but...”
“Then where’s the harm in playing a little hooky, professor?”
Her teasing grin destroyed him. Or maybe it was the way she called him ‘professor,’ as if she was a naughty student trying to entice him into something wicked.His knees folded, and he sank down onto the blanket beside her. Later he’d swear that he hadn’t reached for her—but suddenly his hands were...
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Dampness began to stain his shorts as her seductive scent wrapped all around him and made his blood pound.
She’s not a kid anymore. She’s a woman. And she’s obviously not still a virgin. So what could it hurt, between two consenting adults...?
What the hell, the worst she could do was turn him down...and then he’d head back behind the shed again, and whack off some more, until the ground was thoroughly soaked. “There’s only one good solution to a problem like this,” he countered with a sly grin.
The trace of hostility chilled to outright contempt. “Turning into your father, Steve?”
Her cool insult made his shaft shrivel. “Never. When I take a lover, I don’t stray until we both decide to call it quits!”
The quiet fury in his low voice sounded sincere. Bess eyed him for a moment longer, then inclined her head in reluctant apology. “You’ll have to forgive me,” she murmured. “I’ve only had one partner—and it wasn’t of my choosing.”
Someone had forced her? Icy dread pooled in Steve’s stomach. “Jesus, Bess, I didn’t know...”
“Of course not.” She tossed her long black hair over one shoulder, and laid back on the blanket again. “I don’t go around advertising it. God only knows why I told you. I don’t even like you.”
“Maybe that’s why you did.” To warn him away. And, in some strange way, maybe because not liking him made him a safe shoulder to cry on.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
Well, that was blunt enough. “Okay.”
“And I don’t want you hovering over me, either.”
That annoyed him. “Hey, I’m just following orders. You don’t like it, take it up with my mother.”
Like that would do any good. Aunt Cammie knew what had happened to her—and she was one of the few who knew who’d done it. Had guilt prompted her to invite Bess to spend this summer on the family farm?
“How well did you know your father?”
Bess’s sudden question surprised him. Steve thought a moment before answering. “Too well in some ways...and in other ways, not at all,” he finally decided. “Enough to know that I’m never going to be like him.”
“Good for you.”
There was no sarcastic malice in her voice this time, he noted.
“You hated him, didn’t you?”
“More than you could possibly believe.”
There was another long silence, broken only by a soft breeze whistling through the tall grass in the next pasture. A lark flitted by, trilling like an opera singer. Somewhere far away, one cow mooed, and another answered.
“He raped me, you know.”
It was so unexpected that Steve could only gape at her in stunned confusion. “Who?”
“Your father! And I hope the vicious bastard rots in hell!”
The poor kid was embarrassed as hell…and who could blame him? She’d caught him red-handed, with his pants gaping wide open and a blissful expression on his flushed face.
Now he was deathly pale, and he’d gone limp as a wet noodle…which really was a shame, Paris decided, since he obviously had plenty to be proud of.
For one brief instant she was tempted to let him go. She was damned sure that he wouldn’t ever dare try to cut class again. And what the hell, graduation was only a few short days away. Troy had aced all his classes with effortless ease; she’d hate to put a black mark on his scholastic record now.
Then she glanced out the window behind him, and her eyebrows rose. No surprise that he’d been lusting over the cute freshmen cheerleaders down on the football field. A six-month-dead corpse would get a rise out of those girls. Even she, who’d never played on the all-girls team, felt the quick tingle of hot sexual arousal whenever she watched them bounce and prance through their energetic practice routines. They were agile, athletic, and unbearably alluring.
Well, rank had its privileges, and she’d long-ago learned never to turn down an opportunity to eat, sleep, or indulge in red-hot sex. Besides, she had a special affinity for muscular high school seniors with long, thick curving poles. And since her own voluptuous body was well-toned, her legs were long and slender, and her tits were high and firm, none of them ever turned her down.
Yeah, it was good to be the vice-principal of this sleepy little small-town high school.
She hadn’t gotten laid in weeks; hadn’t she just been sighing over that a few hours ago, as she’d watched Troy and his classmates jog energetically around the football field? And the odds that another student, or any of the teachers, would sneak up into the attic were slim-to-none.
It looked like her luck was about to change!
I like sex. No, I mean I really like sex! Marc calls me his little nympho because I’m always ready, any time of day or night. Any position. Any playtoy. Any excuse.
So what’s a horny girl to do when her lover is out of town?
One night, when he was down in Columbia, I happened to find a dirty magazine in the bottom of the closet. It had fallen out of a whole box filled with them, that he kept tucked away behind his business suits. He told me later that he’d collected them before I moved in, and still enjoyed reading them occasionally.
That magazine, and the racy stories inside it, opened up a whole new world to me.
Oh sure, most of them were probably written by men, even though they were supposed to be womens’ true confessions. And most of them weren’t even that good. But they were exciting! Virgin adventures, groupsex parties, cheating wives, college initiations. They caught my imagination in a way that I’d never expected.
Suddenly I wasn’t living in a sensible high-rise apartment anymore. And the dildo in my hand wasn’t just a cold lump of plastic. I was tramping through jungles, meeting mysterious strangers, even traveling through time to live in different places and ages.
No more boring little secretary anymore, either. I was blonde, brunette, redhead, black, oriental, even from another planet if I wanted. And in every reincarnation, I was tall, stacked, with a body to die for.
Burly Viking warriors, hot college studs, the garage mechanic with a huge boner in his grease-stained pants. Every one was sexy, and built like a Greek god, and panting over that luscious imaginary body of mine…
Tia was shocked and horrified when she caught Bethany and Caleb having sex out in the near pasture…and worse yet, Reese was standing there on the porch, avidly watching them! Why couldn’t he realize how wrong that was?
Then he showed her just what she’d been missing…and suddenly found the tables were turned when sweet, innocent little Tia rocked his world hotter than any atom bomb!
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How could they?
She knew what she’d seen…there couldn’t possibly be any mistake. Bethany and Caleb had been bare-skin naked out in the field. And they hadn’t been skinny-dipping or sunbathing…they’d been having sex.
And Reese had been spying on them.
She wasn’t sure which part was worse!
Moaning, she curled up into a tight little ball, and rocked back and forth.
How could they be doing such a wicked thing? Having sex with each other in broad daylight was so wrong!
A soft whimper echoed in her throat as hot excitement began to flood her trembling body. When she’d studied human reproduction in school, it had all seemed so...clinical. Boring, really. That book had never said a single word about how beautiful the human body could be, or how thrilling it could be to watch a couple making love. She’d never realized...never had any idea!
Now that she knew...
How could she ever erase that provocative image from her reeling mind?
She hugged her knees a little tighter as liquid heat tingled through her veins, and pooled enticingly in her stomach. She was just as evil, she must be! Why else would she be longing to creep back out and spy on them just like Reese had been doing?
Hazard, Montana, looks like such a wholesome little town! But there are wicked secrets hiding in the shadows. Forbidden temptations, wicked lusts, and evil desires are tempting one family after another. Join the carnal fun in Hazard...if you dare!
1) Runaway - Hawke had been living alone for so many years that he'd almost forgotten how incredible sex could be. Now he wasn't alone anymore--not since he'd found a ragged little runaway hiding in his barn, and realized that she was an outrageously sexy teenage girl! Having sex really was like riding a bike. No matter how long it had been, your body remembered. And his was coming alive again with a vengeance! How long could he manage to keep his hands off her, before hot lust tore him apart?
2) A Long Time Coming - Brad hadn't gotten laid in weeks, and now he was so horny that he was about to burst! In his wildest dreams, he'd never imagined that Deanna thought he was totally hot, and had always wanted to bang him! But he was about to find out!
3) Homecoming - Byron and Carly were blissfully happy, until she got word that her grandfather had suffered a heart attack. She insisted on going to care for him. But before she left, she invited Samantha over to keep him company! Samantha could hardly wait to climb back into Byron’s big, comfortable bed, and bang the daylights out of him!
4) Emergency - Carly hated to fly, especially now that she was pregnant. But Will thought that pregnant women were sexy...and he knew just how to distract her!
5) Something In The Water - Cameron had always known that Maya was sexy...but he'd never realized that she thought he was, too! And when she caught him masturbating in the shower...well, what was a horny girl to do? Having forbidden sex with Cam was a temptation she just couldn't resist!
6) Spring Retreat - Pastor Quetzel had been looking forward to the annual spring retreat, until he learned that the ultra-sexy campground manager, Marita, was out of town. Now he was so horny that he could barely stand it! But he was surrounded by pretty teen girls who might welcome the attention of an experienced man...and he could hardly wait to pick one to share his bed!
7) Three Men And A Babe - Chelsea had been looking forward to spending the entire week banging Pastor Quetzel--but when she arrived at the so-called religious retreat, she found him banging one of the pretty teens! Now she was horny, frustrated, and drunk. That was a bad combination...unless she could entice three of the other horny, frustrated, and drunk counselors to bang the living daylights out of her!
8) Ranger’s Lookout - The annual spring retreat was in full swing. Brad's and Matt's real goals were to find some sexy girls and get laid, but so far they hadn't been having any luck. But their luck changed when the sexy local ranger took them up to her cozy lookout...then offered to bang both of them!
9) Double Your Pleasure - When Peter and Joyce had snuck away from camp to find a private place to bang each other, they'd stumbled across three horny counselors gangbanging sexy Chelsea Keegan. Now they were even hornier than before! And they never expected to interrupt Jerry and Jenny down by the lake! They'd wanted to trade partners with Jerry and Jenny for a long time...and now they had the perfect chance! But would the other teens want to trade partners, too?