| Author: | Q. Zayne | ISBN: | 1230002236872 |
| Publisher: | Hughes Empire | Publication: | September 11, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Q. Zayne |
| ISBN: | 1230002236872 |
| Publisher: | Hughes Empire |
| Publication: | September 11, 2017 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
A big, tattooed ex-con trucker. A curvy, fiery beauty with a painful past. Virginal sexual magic, an interracial two-on-one initiation---and a rough night that splits the present from the past forever.
Truckers Lyle is told from the older bad boy blue collar dom's point of view.
I stepped up and opened my door. She made no move to leave.
“That—oh, that was amazing.” Her husky whisper thrilled me.
“Oh. He had it coming.” I swung into my seat and inhaled her sweetness.
“You’re hurt.” She grabbed my hand.
My knuckles throbbed, now that I noticed them. Her hand looked small and perfect on my scarred and callused mitt. Her full, moist lips moved so close. I shut my eyes. “It’s nothing.”
“Do you have a first aid kit? He might have—rabies.” She sputtered and giggled. “Not really. Germs though, bad germs. I wish I never met him. You were terrific, coming to help. Thank you.” Her eyes met mine and I felt a rush like nothing I ever knew, like welding sparks all through me.
“Are you okay?” I squeezed my thigh to keep from stroking her hair out of her face.
“Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. Oh, you mean because—.” She pushed her hair behind her ear, revealing a light constellation of freckles.
If she told me she was a goddess arrived on a shooting star, I’d damned near believe it. I’d never seen a more vibrant woman in my life. With her sparkling green eyes, fair skin, lush figure, and that torch-flare red hair, it didn’t surprise me to sense a core of strength. I imagined her as a Valkyrie, removing the slain from battle. She looked fearless. More than that, she looked aroused. Her breasts rose and fell, her lips parted, the veins showed through her fine skin. A blush the shade of dawn coming through pink freesia colored her cheeks and the tops of her breasts.
*This dark erotic novelette is for adventurous readers who enjoy characters with heart. This short read is rated **18+ for strong sexual content.***All characters are over 19 and consented to having this hot menage adventure. It's a complete standalone novelette with no cliffhangers. If you're up for a gritty, high-heat story with danger, suspense, a three-way first time, and fated age-gap love, this is for you.
A big, tattooed ex-con trucker. A curvy, fiery beauty with a painful past. Virginal sexual magic, an interracial two-on-one initiation---and a rough night that splits the present from the past forever.
Truckers Lyle is told from the older bad boy blue collar dom's point of view.
I stepped up and opened my door. She made no move to leave.
“That—oh, that was amazing.” Her husky whisper thrilled me.
“Oh. He had it coming.” I swung into my seat and inhaled her sweetness.
“You’re hurt.” She grabbed my hand.
My knuckles throbbed, now that I noticed them. Her hand looked small and perfect on my scarred and callused mitt. Her full, moist lips moved so close. I shut my eyes. “It’s nothing.”
“Do you have a first aid kit? He might have—rabies.” She sputtered and giggled. “Not really. Germs though, bad germs. I wish I never met him. You were terrific, coming to help. Thank you.” Her eyes met mine and I felt a rush like nothing I ever knew, like welding sparks all through me.
“Are you okay?” I squeezed my thigh to keep from stroking her hair out of her face.
“Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. Oh, you mean because—.” She pushed her hair behind her ear, revealing a light constellation of freckles.
If she told me she was a goddess arrived on a shooting star, I’d damned near believe it. I’d never seen a more vibrant woman in my life. With her sparkling green eyes, fair skin, lush figure, and that torch-flare red hair, it didn’t surprise me to sense a core of strength. I imagined her as a Valkyrie, removing the slain from battle. She looked fearless. More than that, she looked aroused. Her breasts rose and fell, her lips parted, the veins showed through her fine skin. A blush the shade of dawn coming through pink freesia colored her cheeks and the tops of her breasts.
*This dark erotic novelette is for adventurous readers who enjoy characters with heart. This short read is rated **18+ for strong sexual content.***All characters are over 19 and consented to having this hot menage adventure. It's a complete standalone novelette with no cliffhangers. If you're up for a gritty, high-heat story with danger, suspense, a three-way first time, and fated age-gap love, this is for you.
