Father by Clarissa Wild

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Father by Clarissa Wild

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No one has to find out…” she whispers, pressing her fingers to her lips. “It could be our dirty little secret.
We stand in front of the pulpit as she gives me her first smile. I don’t know why I need to memorize this moment, but I do. Like it’s important. Something I will remember for the rest of my life. That smile is a smile of one in a million.

 

 

EXCERPT:

“This is my sin,” she says, and she licks her fingers and rubs them across her nipples. She moans, and my dick bounces up and down in my pants.
“Is it wrong?” she asks, biting her lip.
I blink a couple of times to try to keep my composure, but I’m burning up with desire. Fuck me; I want to reach through the gaps of the lattice partition so badly.
“It feels wrong,” she whispers, and her hand travels down her body. “Tell me to stop.”
“Only God can tell you what to do,” I answer.
What kind of answer is that? Fuck.
“I can’t speak to him the way you do,” she says, eyeing me. “So … intimately.”
So she did hear everything I said.
Damn.
Her hand dives between her legs, underneath her skirt, and my cock bursts with need. “I believe you, Frank. You said needs were okay. And I have a lot of needs.”
I lick my lips. “Oh, I can definitely believe that.”
“And I feel … like I need this.” She rubs herself while she looks at me. It’s like she’s not even ashamed anymore. And it’s all my fault. “Like you need this,” she adds.
I frown, rubbing my lips together because I don’t know what to do or say. I can’t admit it. But fuck, do I want her badly. However, I’m a preacher. I shouldn’t even be thinking about this.
“You snooped on me,” I say. “In the chapel. How much did you hear?”
“Enough.” The left side of her lip tips up into a smile. “Was that bad?”
For some reason, it makes me wanna smile too. Guess the cat’s out of the bag. “Maybe.”
“Bad … I like bad,” she murmurs, biting her lip again while she spreads her legs. “I like it when it’s wrong.”
“Is that why you did this before? In the bathroom?”
She nods, and her hand dives down her panties. “I know this is what you want. What you’ve been thinking of all this time … Me,” she says. “C’mon, say it.”
I shake my head. “You know I can’t. We’re in a church.”
“No one has to find out …” she whispers, pressing her fingers to her lips. “It could be our dirty little secret.”
I try to ignore the voice in my head telling me not to cave in, but it’s already too late. My hand rests atop my dick, and I start rubbing it through my clothes.
She closes her eyes and leans her head back against the hard wood, and I take the opportunity to let my eyes glide up and down her body, enjoying the view. She touches herself so seductively that I immediately find myself rubbing faster and faster, trying to keep up the pace. I imagine how her body would look naked. How slick and wet it would be when I brushed my dick along her lips. I can picture it all, and that makes this all so much more frightening. Because … if I already gave into this, there’s no telling what I’ll do next time I see her.
“Fuck …” she murmurs, licking her lips. A soft moan escapes her mouth, and she adjusts herself so I can see her even better. My hand dives into my pants because I’m unable to stop myself any longer.
When she briefly opens her eyes and sees me jerking off, she purrs, “Do you like this?”
“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t …” I mutter, stroking my length. “But it’s wrong, and you know it.”
“Then why are we doing it?” she asks.
“Because this is our dirty little secret,” I hiss, feeling the veins in my dick throb with excitement. “And I need to see just how naughty you can get.”
She grins and slides her panties to the side with her index finger, showing me her naked pussy. And fuck me, it makes me one hungry motherfucker. What I wouldn’t give to be able to suck on her clit.
“Is it wrong that we’re doing this?” she asks. “Because I’m so damn wet right now.”
“Do you even care people are just a few feet away from us?” I ask.
She shakes her head, grinning even more. “That only adds to the excitement.”
God, this fucking woman … she sure knows how to make a guy’s heart throb. And his dick too.
At this point, I really don’t care anymore.
Screw the consequences.
Fuck morals.
I’ve thrown every rule out the window.
I rip down my zipper, unbutton my pants, and pull my dick out of my boxer shorts.
Her eyes widen and immediately focus on my length; her lips parting as if she’s preparing to receive it.
“My eyes are up here,” I muse, smiling.

Other Stories by Clarissa Wild :

Ultimate Sin

Twenty-One (21)

   

 

 

 

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Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, the Stalker Duology, Twenty-One (21), Ultimate Sin, Viktor, and Bad Teacher. She is also a writer of various erotic romances. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.

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Too Hard to Forget by Tessa Bailey

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Too Hard to Forget by Tessa Bailey

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“Jesus Christ. This is what sin feels like,” he rasped. “Wrong and right, at the same time. Life and death. Blond, long-legged, and tight.”
“You look at me like a dieter ogling chocolate cake. But you should know something.”
“What’s that?” She moseyed a step closer.
“Even the most dedicated dieter eventually takes a bite.”
“Can’t stop thinking about how hard I used to fuck you. How hard you used to let me. Just driving you up the bed until you were bent in half, that blond hair tangling around your ankles.”

Romancing the Clarksons Series Reading Order (can be read standalone)

  1. Too Hot to Handle
  2. Too Wild to Tame
  3. Too Hard to Forget
    3.5. Too Close to Call
    (1001 Dark Nights)
  4. Too Beautiful to Break (September 2017)

Retrieval (The Retrieval Duet Book 1) by Aly Martinez

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Retrieval (The Retrieval Duet Book 1) by Aly Martinez

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” I’d lived twenty-six years of life before that night.

But suddenly, I was alive for the very first time.

I knew absolutely nothing about that man.

But I knew he was mine.

And I was meant to be his. “

“I battled the urge to kiss her. To claim her. To take back the woman who had always been mine.”
“This is not one night.  You will not shut down on me.  I get you’re scared.  We’ll figure that part out later.  After I make you come, fast and hard against my mouth.  After I shower.  After I drink a beer.  After my burger.  But before I fuck you.”

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“Where’d you get beer?” Elisabeth asked as she scrambled from the couch.

“Seth,” I replied, hanging my head and rubbing my eyes.

Jesus, I’d wanted to kiss her. She was being a bitch, spouting shit she didn’t mean just because she was too scared to let me in.

But, even through it, those plump lips were calling to me.

I’d never been able to resist that woman. Despite that we’d fallen apart, it hadn’t changed. The hum for her was still in my veins. It never went away, but for two years, it had been dormant. I’d packed it down so tightly that I’d hoped it had died. But, with one look, my body began thrumming like a live wire.

“Seth?” she asked as she bent over to straighten her tight, black pencil skirt.

It was a rare occasion to catch Elisabeth in something other than a perfectly pressed skirt and a pair of heels. But she’d been sleeping all day. It was wrinkled all to hell and back. The only thing her efforts succeeded in was drawing my attention down to her legs.

Legs that had spent many nights wrapped around my hips as she came while crying my name.

Shit. I should go.

But, after the way she’d latched on to me that morning, I wasn’t going anywhere.

“My assistant,” I answered. “I had him pick you up a bottle of wine, too.”

She blinked. “You have an assistant? Who delivers you beer? And your ex-wife wine?”

“No, I have an assistant who does whatever the fuck I need him to do. And, luckily for us, beer and wine happen to fall into the whatever-the-fuck-I-need-him-to-do category tonight.” She fought back a smile as I finished, “So do gyros.”

“Damn. I need to get one of those,” she mumbled to herself.

I smirked. “Cash my checks and you could afford one.”

It was a dick move, bringing up the money right then. But, despite her expert hand in decorating, that little starter house we’d bought with rose-colored glasses now needed a shit-ton of work.

Her back shot ramrod straight, fury crinkling the corners of her eyes as she snarled, “I’m not cashing your checks.”

I shrugged. “Guess you’ll have to figure out how to get your own wine and dinner after tonight.”

“I think I can manage,” she fired back.

“Suit yourself.” I pushed off the couch and meandered to the kitchen.

I went to the fridge and leaned in, searching for anything I could snack on. With the exception of at least a dozen Tupperware containers, she didn’t have much in the way of a quick bite.

Snagging a handful of grapes from the drawer, I made a mental note to send Seth to the grocery store after he’d delivered dinner.

Popping the grapes in my mouth one by one, I felt her watching me in what could only be defined as silent awe. I decided my best move would be to ignore it. “You know, I should have invented Tupperware. You alone could keep me in business,” I told her, retrieving a beer and then shutting the door.

She scoffed then muttered, “At least then I would have benefitted from you abandoning our marriage.”

Lava fresh off the volcanoes in Hell boiled in my veins.

I cocked my head to the side and questioned, “I’m sorry. Come again?”

“You should go,” she snapped.

Think a-fucking-gain.

“Nah, I’m good. Got any movies?”

I tipped the bottle to my lips, doing my best to calm the storm brewing within me, all while still fighting the desire to take her to the floor, plant myself between her legs, and remind her how that fucking attitude affected me.

Clearly, she had forgotten.

My cock had not.

“Roman, it’s been a crazy day. Please don’t do this tonight.”

“Do what?” I asked, leaning back against the huge, granite island.

She threw her hands out to the sides in frustration. “What you always do.”

“What do I always do, Lissy?”

“This!” she yelled.

I frowned and took another pull from my beer. “Haven’t been in our kitchen, drinking beer, in a long time. I hardly think it’s fair to say I always do it.”

Her eyes nearly bulged from her head. “My kitchen, Roman. This is my kitchen. Not ours. And you know good and damn well that is not what I’m talking about.”

My lips twitched as I pointed the neck of my bottle at her. “No. What I know good and damn well is that I have no idea what the fuck you are talking about. Or why you’re slinging unnecessary and, might I add, undeserved attitude at me like a short-order cook at the bitch house.”

“He did not say that to me,” she whispered to herself.

When I lifted a shoulder in a half shrug, she swung a pointed finger toward the door and yelled, “Get out!”

I grinned, crossing my legs at the ankle. “You always were cranky when you were hungry.”

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I’m a proud wino. Reader. Author. Ice cream hater. Olive lover. Southern girl. Did I mention wino already?

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The Bourbon Thief by Tiffany Reisz

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A man needed wanting.  What was the point of having wealth, power and the body of a man half his age if no one bothered to use him for it?
He didn’t understand it, being a lover of women himself, but he never judged any man or woman for their bedtime predilections.  As his uncle Andre told him at age sixteen, “As long as nobody gets hurt and it doesn’t spook the horses, do what you want and keep the details to yourself.”
Now it was her turn to spin on her bar stool, ninety degrees, and she met him face on with full eye contact, fearless and shameless. “I could own you by morning.”

The Virgin by Tiffany Reisz

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Søren shared her with Kingsley all the time. Kingsley even had permission to be with her when Søren wasn’t there. And once Søren had ordered her to spend a week at a mansion in New Hampshire with a man named Daniel. But she was one woman in the back of a Rolls Royce and three different men were about to fuck her.
Happy birthday to her.
“Good fun?” The lock popped open. She shut it again and went to work unlocking it again. “You tied me face down, spread-eagle to your bed and fucked my ass for half the night without letting me come. Then you disappear for three days. Do you have anything to say to that?”
“You’re welcome?” Kingsley said.
“I can’t believe a little thing like that can cause so much pain.”
“Canes are vicious bitches,” Elle said.
“I was talking about you.”
Elle laughed. “I’m a vicious little bitch, too.”
Orgasms are God’s way of saying He’s sorry about periods and cramps.
If he had to set the bed on fire and sacrifice a virgin to get hard, Nora would hand over a lighter, a dagger and every unsullied teenager in a ten-mile radius – that’s how much she wanted him right now.

Favorite Quotes

Søren shared her with Kingsley all the time. Kingsley even had permission to be with her when Søren wasn’t there. And once Søren had ordered her to spend a week at a mansion in New Hampshire with a man named Daniel. But she was one woman in the back of a Rolls Royce and three different men were about to fuck her.
Happy birthday to her.
“Good fun?” The lock popped open. She shut it again and went to work unlocking it again. “You tied me face down, spread-eagle to your bed and fucked my ass for half the night without letting me come. Then you disappear for three days. Do you have anything to say to that?”
“You’re welcome?” Kingsley said.
“I can’t believe a little thing like that can cause so much pain.”
“Canes are vicious bitches,” Elle said.
“I was talking about you.”
Elle laughed. “I’m a vicious little bitch, too.”
Orgasms are God’s way of saying He’s sorry about periods and cramps.
If he had to set the bed on fire and sacrifice a virgin to get hard, Nora would hand over a lighter, a dagger and every unsullied teenager in a ten-mile radius – that’s how much she wanted him right now.

The Original Sinners: The Red Years — Must be read in order

  1. The Siren
  2. The Angel
  3. The Prince
    4. The Mistress

The Original Sinners: The White Years — Must be read in order after The Red Years

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  • The King
  • The Virgin
  • The Queen
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    ….women are not sluts, just sexually festive.
    This is the problem with pussy: When you want it you can’t get it, and when you don’t want it, you get it and then you can’t get it out of your fucking head.
    “You can respect me all you want later.  Right now, though, I’m all about doing what’s wrong.”
    “I want you to fuck me so hard, I have no choice but to remember who I am.  Break me down so that I can find me again.”
    “I get that you were dipping your wick, but now you want a permanent place to burn your candle?”

    “Fought it until I realized a voodoo pussy is a grown man’s Lucky Charms.”

    Why in the hell is he talking about cereal? “Come again?”

    He flashes me a grin. “Magically delicious.”

     

    The Driven Series Reading Order

    *Note: You don’t have to read The Driven Trilogy in order to enjoy Slow Burn.  But you should because it’s awesome.
    Driven (The Driven Series Book 1)
    Fueled (The Driven Series Book 2)
    Crashed (The Driven Series Book 3)
    Raced: (Reading Companion to the bestselling Driven Series) (The Driven Series Book 4)

    Slow Burn: A Driven Novel
    Sweet Ache: A Driven Novel (The Driven Series Book 6) PreOrder June 2, 2015

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    Favorite Quotes

    He could hear how breathless I was when I asked, “Are you this bossy with all your women?”
    Caine grinned, a wicked full-on smile that made my heart palpitate. “No, you just bring it out in me.”
    I smiled back. “You’re saying you have a thing for bossing me around?”
    “Just like you have a thing for being a smart-ass. Now sit on my desk and spread your legs.”
    “Will it ever be enough?” he said, his voice thick with hunger.
    “I don’t know.” I sighed in rapture as he stroked my breasts, his thumbs dragging over my sensitive nipples. “Do you ever want it to be?”
    He leaned down, his familiar scent causing another squeeze of desire in my belly. His lips brushed over mine and he pulled back to whisper, “I’d spend my last hours inside you if I could.”
    “True. But it was still a gift. And you did it just because. The dress? It’s just because.” His eyes suddenly smoldered and I melted under them. “And because I’d like to fuck you in it.”

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    Favorite Quotes

    “Fuck me, Tucker”
    Tucker made a disapproving sound. “Come on, Elliot.”
    Elliot’s eyes snapped open. “Tucker, for Christ’s sake. I’m begging you.”
    “Say it,” Tucker ordered softly. Soft but stern. And that made it quite easy because Tucker was in charge here. Hell, he was less than an inch away from castrating him. Elliot had to obey.
    “Love. Make love to me. Please. Please, Tucker.”

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    Wild and Free by Kristen Ashley

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    Favorite Quotes

    “Even if it’s to my peril, I think it’s pertinent to point out at this juncture that you’re in a serious fucking jealous rage and I haven’t even kissed you yet.”
    “You opening your legs for me, call of the wild.”
    I stared into Abel’s eyes as the words he sang poured into my soul, and I knew no matter what became of me, I’d live wild and free and full for the rest of my life.  Because he would give that to me.
    “Oh just shut up and fuck me so we can get on with saving the world.
    “I love you too, boa bei, with everything I am, and I’ll do it until the sun falls from the sky.

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