Series
The
Triple M Series #2
"Losing Me, Finding You" (#1) can be found HERE for 99 CENTS until June 25th
Genre
"Losing Me, Finding You" (#1) can be found HERE for 99 CENTS until June 25th
Genre
New
Adult/Erotica/Motorcycle Gang
Mature - Ages 18
Release Day
June 25th, 2013
TBA ~ But let's just say that you get to know Gaine a lot more intimately...
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Mature - Ages 18
Release Day
June 25th, 2013
TBA ~ But let's just say that you get to know Gaine a lot more intimately...
"Take
'em off. This is your next lesson. If you don't wear a skirt, be
prepared to take off your pants. Come on, sugar, let's get to it.
We've gotta hurry before somebody drives by and sees us."
"You're serious?" I ask him, getting chills and a gut wrenching belly ache.
Oh God, yes. I can't believe I waited twenty-one years for this
feeling. It's incredible.
"As a heart attack," Austin says, taking a drag on his cigarette and tossing it
to the ground, so he can smash it under his boot. I nibble my lip for a
moment and then start to unbutton my jeans. Austin's eyes follow the
motion and narrow when I pause with the zipper halfway down.
"Take off your shirt," I command him. I want to see what's under there.
Three times we've had sex and not once have I gotten to see his chest and
belly. He grins at me and obliges, tearing the black fabric off and
tossing it down alongside his vest.
Austin is, well, God, Austin is ripped. He's tight and muscular and I
can see every muscle in his belly as clear as day. His skin stretches hot
and slick over the firmness of his chest and stomach, dipping into his pants
with a sprinkle of sandy hair. Above his pecs, he's got another skull
tattoo surrounded by roses and on either side, a gun pointing inwards.
Sweat glides across the colorful piece of art and gets caught between his
muscles, sliding down and soaking into the waistband of his jeans.
I practically tear my boots and pants off in my frenzy to touch him. I
can't wait.
"Panties," he commands me, and I pause. Being pants-less in the middle of
the road is one thing, but being pantie-less is quite another altogether.
"Austin," He grins at me and reaches down, unzipping his own pants.
My gaze follows his hands involuntarily, mesmerizing me.
"Better hurry before somebody comes along and we get interrupted."
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