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Boruma Publishing, LLCerschienen am01.07.2018

















Aching for more
than a one-night stand? Then you'll savor these five tales of tender love. The
Bad Girls of Erotica are back, and this time they're revealing their sensitive
sides. Snuggle up with this collection of passionate encounters, magical
mysteries, and love where you least expect it. Because even bad girls know:
kinky sex can be fun, but sweet romance is even better!



----- Excerpt -----



Gaelic Goddess



No one grieved
for Mick Phelan when he died. The old lawyer had been a terrible father and a
horrible man, poisoning his children with his hate.



But an
unexpected inheritance was waiting for his grandson Thomas. An Irish goddess
who Mick had ensnared decades ago showed up on his doorstep, begging him to
free her from bondage.



Now Tom and Rhiannon must navigate a treacherous
road. Will their growing attraction for one another allow them to part the
mists of time and release her from slavery? Or will Rhiannon be bound forever,
a fate worse than death for this Gaelic Goddess? 



Girl Fight



Four lives. Innumerable secrets. A tragedy that binds them
all...



Sara: A survivor of longtime sexual abuse, she is a girl
with a shattered past who has, since childhood, fought for her life. Literally.



Tanya: The most invisible girl in school, she cuts to ease
the pain of her life. And things are only getting worse.



Antonio: A man with a heart just as massive as his libido,
he is trapped in a relationship built on unrequited love; a fact that is slowly
breaking his heart and driving him insane.



Fatima: A girl hellbent on revenge. Though popular and
social, she is slowly decaying over the secrets that she holds.



Tragedy brought them together, lust makes them inseparable,
and love just might be the only thing that can save their lives...



Destiny's Desire



Destiny has
every reason to hate men-her mother is the infamous pornstar Serena Siren, and
she despises every part of her mother's flamboyant lifestyle. But all that
changes when a gorgeous injured man stumbles on her remote cabin in the middle
of a violent storm, and Destiny must care for him. Passion flares between them,
and intrigue crumbles her resistance when she catches him masturbating. Now
she's determined to learn the truth about sex, starting with a hot anal reaming
that will rock her entire world! 



One Weekend With My Best Friend's Father



Lindsey's
always had a crush on Richard, the kind and dashing widower who lives next
door. Of course, Richard also happens to be her best friend's father... The two
of them have always been flirtatious, but when an accident on a hiking trip
forces them to share a sleeping bag, they can't keep their hands off each
other! 



That's What Friends Are For



When he was
younger, Justin promised his mother he would be nothing like his womanizing
cheat of a father. Part of that promise included waiting to lose his virginity
until he met the right girl. Now 18, Justin is finally going to have his first
time! His mother is going away for the weekend, and his hot blonde girlfriend,
Jen, promises she is going to come over and spend the weekend with him.



Things are
looking good for Justin except that his best friend, tomboy Samantha, doesn't
trust Jen, and thinks Justin is making a mistake. 'Sam' turns out to
be right when Justin finds out Jen has been sleeping around on him, and he's
heartbroken and frustrated. But he won't be for long, because Sam says she is
on her way to cheer him up.



When she
arrives, Justin is surprised to find his normally plain friend dressed to kill,
and looking just as beautiful as any girl he has ever been interested in. The
surprise continues when Sam tells him that she would be happy to be his first
lover. After all, won't best friends do anything for each other?


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Aching for more
than a one-night stand? Then you'll savor these five tales of tender love. The
Bad Girls of Erotica are back, and this time they're revealing their sensitive
sides. Snuggle up with this collection of passionate encounters, magical
mysteries, and love where you least expect it. Because even bad girls know:
kinky sex can be fun, but sweet romance is even better!



----- Excerpt -----



Gaelic Goddess



No one grieved
for Mick Phelan when he died. The old lawyer had been a terrible father and a
horrible man, poisoning his children with his hate.



But an
unexpected inheritance was waiting for his grandson Thomas. An Irish goddess
who Mick had ensnared decades ago showed up on his doorstep, begging him to
free her from bondage.



Now Tom and Rhiannon must navigate a treacherous
road. Will their growing attraction for one another allow them to part the
mists of time and release her from slavery? Or will Rhiannon be bound forever,
a fate worse than death for this Gaelic Goddess? 



Girl Fight



Four lives. Innumerable secrets. A tragedy that binds them
all...



Sara: A survivor of longtime sexual abuse, she is a girl
with a shattered past who has, since childhood, fought for her life. Literally.



Tanya: The most invisible girl in school, she cuts to ease
the pain of her life. And things are only getting worse.



Antonio: A man with a heart just as massive as his libido,
he is trapped in a relationship built on unrequited love; a fact that is slowly
breaking his heart and driving him insane.



Fatima: A girl hellbent on revenge. Though popular and
social, she is slowly decaying over the secrets that she holds.



Tragedy brought them together, lust makes them inseparable,
and love just might be the only thing that can save their lives...



Destiny's Desire



Destiny has
every reason to hate men-her mother is the infamous pornstar Serena Siren, and
she despises every part of her mother's flamboyant lifestyle. But all that
changes when a gorgeous injured man stumbles on her remote cabin in the middle
of a violent storm, and Destiny must care for him. Passion flares between them,
and intrigue crumbles her resistance when she catches him masturbating. Now
she's determined to learn the truth about sex, starting with a hot anal reaming
that will rock her entire world! 



One Weekend With My Best Friend's Father



Lindsey's
always had a crush on Richard, the kind and dashing widower who lives next
door. Of course, Richard also happens to be her best friend's father... The two
of them have always been flirtatious, but when an accident on a hiking trip
forces them to share a sleeping bag, they can't keep their hands off each
other! 



That's What Friends Are For



When he was
younger, Justin promised his mother he would be nothing like his womanizing
cheat of a father. Part of that promise included waiting to lose his virginity
until he met the right girl. Now 18, Justin is finally going to have his first
time! His mother is going away for the weekend, and his hot blonde girlfriend,
Jen, promises she is going to come over and spend the weekend with him.



Things are
looking good for Justin except that his best friend, tomboy Samantha, doesn't
trust Jen, and thinks Justin is making a mistake. 'Sam' turns out to
be right when Justin finds out Jen has been sleeping around on him, and he's
heartbroken and frustrated. But he won't be for long, because Sam says she is
on her way to cheer him up.



When she
arrives, Justin is surprised to find his normally plain friend dressed to kill,
and looking just as beautiful as any girl he has ever been interested in. The
surprise continues when Sam tells him that she would be happy to be his first
lover. After all, won't best friends do anything for each other?


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Weitere ISBN/GTIN9781370828708
ProduktartE-Book
EinbandartE-Book
FormatEPUB
Erscheinungsjahr2018
Erscheinungsdatum01.07.2018
Seiten199 Seiten
SpracheEnglisch
Dateigrösse718
Artikel-Nr.3406590
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Genre9200

Inhalt/Kritik

Leseprobe
Prologue

 
The Past

 

 

It was late, Sara was tired (it was hours past her bedtime), and the cacophony of sounds in the small grade school gymnasium was making it hard for her to focus. Adults and children alike were murmuring anxiously amongst themselves as they waited for the charismatic Latin man to speak.

Even though Sara was barely five, she knew he was a very important man. He was, her uncle explained to her, their founder.

She also knew that she instantly and inexplicitly disliked him, though she couldn t put her finger on exactly why. Physically, he was striking: meticulously dressed, in shape, sharp distinguished features, mesmerizing dark eyes, beautifully long straight black hair, and accompanied on either side by attractive young women. His personality seemed outwardly warm also: not only did he have an easy way about him, but he smiled and shook hands with anyone who directed their attention to him.

When he approached her, it took every ounce of her willpower to not turn and run away.

You are Sara, yes?

Sara nodded, shocked that he knew her name, and utterly unsure of how to address him. He smiled warmly, but his smile did not put her at ease.

Do you know who I am, Sara?

Sara nodded again. Yes, sir. You are the one that started all this.

The man laughed. Yes, but that is not who I am. That is simply what I have done. My name is Dominique. My friends call me διάβολοÏ. That is who I am. I would like it very much if we could be friends. You remind me of my daughter, Miel. You look remarkably similar to her. Do you think we could be friends, Sara?

Sara s eyes widened. Friends? With this man? With the founder? She nodded her head, sensing that was the reaction the man wished to see, and Dominique smiled in response.

Can you repeat after me, Sara? Dreihundert Männer, von denen jeder jeden kennt, leiten die wirtschaftliche Geschicke des Kontinents und suchen sich Nachfolger aus ihrer Umgebung.

Sara tried to repeat the words, but she butchered them horribly. The man smiled as she fought through the ordeal, trying her very best to do as she was told.

Win this fight, Sara. I will be watching. Win this fight, and I will reward you.

Sara nodded.

Her uncle, watching in the background, nervously wiped his hands on his pantsâ¦

 

 

Sara had to focus. Because she had to win this fight.

The thing was, however, Sara didn't want to fight. She knew why she had to; her uncle explained it very clearly on the way here: they needed money for food and school supplies, not to mention clothes, and since her parents died and he took sole custody of her, it was her responsibility to do anything she could to help.

She was only five. She believed what he said.

The other girl, Fatima, looked just as scared and reluctant as she was. Her uncle was unusually excited, telling her that Fatima s father was a big deal in their small blip of a town and would pay well if Sara won, so she had to win. If she lost, they would lose far more than moneyâ¦though what he meant by that Sara had no idea.

And another thing: they were not dressed to fight. Not compared to the fighters Sara had seen on television. Sara was wearing blue jeans and a Big Bird t-shirt, while Fatima wore a pretty white embroidered dress decorated with light pink flowers. Fatima was smaller than Sara both in height and musculature, and Sara knew she would most likely win any sort of physical confrontation.

That should have made her confident. It didn t.

She was terrified.

She had never been in a fight before.

She jumped as the announcement was made that it was time for the fight to begin, and stood there dumbly as the people gathered around to watch, some cheering, some laughing, most yelling.

Neither girl moved. Neither girl wanted to.

Sara heard her uncle yelling at her, commanding her to attack the other girl, to show no mercy, to do whatever it took to win. She could see Fatima's father doing much the same to his daughter, his sentiments echoed by the well-dressed crowd surrounding them. They were becoming agitated, anxious, and visibly impatient. The noise in the gym grew deafening.

Sara watched as a stream of urine ran down the other girl s leg.

If you don t win tonight, I ll beâ¦extra rough with you⦠her uncle hissed in her ear as she stood there.

Sara gulped and tried to still the shaking of her body. She knew exactly what her uncle meant. She didn t have a choice. She steeled herself, then made her hands into tight little fists and ran towards the slightly smaller girl, who screamed and raised her hands to her face to defend herself.

The fight was over almost before it began; Fatima barely fought back. Neither girl knew how to truly fight, and Sara, the stronger and bigger of the two, used her size and strength to her advantage and quickly overpowered the smaller girl, repeatedly striking her until her fists bled. Soon Fatima was sobbing, bleeding, and not even trying to fight back.

The fight was called. Sara had won.

She felt strong, gentle hands come to rest on her shoulders, pulling her away from the small bloody and beaten girl.

You did good, Sara. You won. It is time for your reward.

The hair on the back of Sara s neck raised. It was the founder, Dominique.

As Dominique led her away, she looked back and watched as her uncle and Fatima's father casually shook hands and congratulated one another, acting as if what had just transpired was little more than a televised football game. Fatima's father held a small stack of bills out to her uncle, then took it away and nodded towards his daughter with a smile on his face. He was giving her uncle a choice: he could have the money or borrow his daughter. Her uncle seemed to consider this for a moment, then pushed the cash away and grabbed Fatima instead.

Fatima ended up going home with them.

Her screams and cries throughout the night made it impossible for Sara to sleep...

 

 
The Present

 

 

Antonio looked at Tanya, who was sitting right in front of him, cross-legged just as he was, their knees touching. They were both naked, and Antonio was beyond horny. But Tanya refused to sleep with him tonight. She told him mysteriously that she had other plans, better plans, and that she wanted to try something that she thought he would like even better than sex.

He remembered her laughing at the expression that leaped on his face.

What kind of expression is that? There are better things than sex, you know!

Antonio frowned in concentration. I don t know. I can t think of anything.

That s because you re thinking with the wrong head, Tanya said grinning.

Antonio shrugged. She was right. When it came to her, he often thought with the wrong head. He couldn t help it. He was attracted to her on an almost insane level, and had been since they were younger. Her barely noticeable pregnant belly only served to turn him on even more.

But he would never force himself on her, so he waited patiently for her to say something more. The urge to reach out and grab her, to pull her to him and sheathe himself completely inside her was immense. But so was his curiosity. The idea of something better than sex intrigued him.

Look me in the eyes, Tanya instructed him.

Antonio moved his massive, muscular body closer and waited. He was struggling to keep his eyes off her wet glistening sex, at her hard, small pink nipples. She was wet, and he could smell her sweet, natural musk from where he sat. She was horny, as was he, and his erection enthusiastically strained for attention. She wanted him, he wanted her, and yet here they were, sitting cross-legged and looking at each other instead of giving in to their body s needs.

Eyes, Antonio. Look at my eyes, Tanya gently reminded him.

Antonio ripped his eyes away from her crotch. Again.

Tanya rewarded him with a smile. Now give me your hand. There. Now keep your eyes on me. Don t look at what I m doing. Don t look at our hands. That s it. Keep eye contact. If you break eye contact, we stop, do you understand? Good. Good. Now let me put your handâ¦hereâ¦

Antonio knew precisely where she put his hand. On her pussy.

Tanya briefly closed her eyes as he began automatically fumbling her swollen womanhood, briefly shivering at how good his touch felt. And he was keeping eye contact, much to her surprise. She smiled, encouraging him, and removed her hand from his.

Keep your eyes on me, baby, Tanya cooed as she reached out and took his cock in both of her hands and began firmly stroking it.

Antonio s breath caught. Something about maintaining eye contact, about not looking at what they were doing to each other s body s and only touching each other with their hands, was driving him absolutely insane. He wanted to be inside her so bad, wanted to push her back and plunge as deep as he could into her bodyâ¦

How does this feel, baby? Tanya asked him as she continued her stroking, quickening it, alternating the movements of her hands in different directions as they slid up and down the length of his shaft.

Good. Real good, Antonio barely managed to get out. It was the truth. It felt extraordinarily good. He fought on keeping his focus on pleasuring Tanya, on finding her clit and rubbing it with his thumb while the rest of his fingers splayed and played with her folds, at times slightly...
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