Hideaway by Penelope Douglas

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Hideaway by Penelope Douglas

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“You feel me?” he asked.  “You feel how much I want you? I’m going to stick my tongue up inside you and lick until you’re screaming for me to let you come. You’re mine.”
“Make me come, Kai.”  I smiled. “Make me come, and I’ll let you watch me and what I do when I’m in the shower thinking about you.  You like to watch, right?”
He was like Christian Grey meets Howard Hughes meets Patrick Bateman.  If I find a chainsaw or an ax inside the house, I’m outta here.

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About Penelope Douglas

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Penelope Douglas is a full-time writer living in Las Vegas with her husband and their daughter.
When she’s not writing or reading, she loves road-tripping, touring retired, old ships, and pinning
anything not nailed down.

Her books include the Fall Away series (Bully, Until You, Rival, Falling Away, Aflame, and Next to
Never) and the Devil’s Night series (Corrupt and Hideaway (and Kill Switch and Nightfall– not yet released
). Please look for her stand-alones Misconduct and Punk 57. Available now.

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Unraveled by Jennifer Dawson

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“Later, I’m going to put you on display.  Everyone is going to watch you and they’re all going to see exactly what kind of girl you are.”
“Just remember, Ruby.  It’s not the kink that makes them that way.  It’s being with the right person.”

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Excerpt:

Ruby

I don’t know what I’m doing here. I almost turned around and went home about a hundred times on the

Uber ride over. The only thing that stopped me was Layla. She invited me to this party and I don’t want

to disappoint her.

It’s not like I’m a prude or anything, but sex parties aren’t really my thing. I agreed because I was

curious, and have second-guessed my decision ever since.

Michael, my best friend Layla’s boyfriend, lets me in. He smiles and wraps me up in a big bear hug that

makes me feel like a miniature person. I’m only five-three, practically tiny next to Michael’s tallness.

“Ruby, glad you decided to come along. Come on in.”

“Thanks for the invite,” I say in my most breezy voice. I’m beyond nervous to be doing something so

outside my comfort zone, but I don’t want anyone to notice.

I walk into Michael and Layla’s living room to find Layla kneeling on the floor, wearing an obscene white

dress that hardly leaves anything to the imagination. Unable to hide my shock, I let out a surprised,

“Oh.”

Layla flashes me a sly little grin before giving Michael a dark look.

Michael laughs. “Layla’s working on a bit of an attitude adjustment right now, what can I get you to

drink?”

I bite my bottom lip as a stab of jealousy twists in my chest. A jealousy I don’t understand or want, but

seems to grow every time I see Layla and Michael. Even engaged in their kinky behavior, they are just so

together. So very in love. It’s a stark reminder that Layla has managed to share this bond with two

men—her fiancé that passed away and Michael—while I haven’t managed to find it once.

I clear my throat and try to pretend it’s perfectly normal that she’s kneeling on the floor, patting her

dog, Belle, and scowling at the love of her life. “I’ll take whatever you have. I’m not picky.”

I turn to Leo and Jillian, who’ve I’ve gotten to know quite well over the last nine months. They’re also in

the so-called “lifestyle” and look positively gorgeous together with their dark hair and olive skin. Like

Michael, Leo’s wearing all black, and Jillian is decked out in some sort of red dress I can’t even figure out

how she got on. The top is a tight corset she looks sewn into and the skirt is a flirty little fabric that

barely reaches mid-thigh on her ridiculously long legs. She’s tall—at least five nine or ten—and looks like

an Amazon warrior princess.

Leo strokes his hand down her rubber-encased hip and Jillian gives me a glassy-eyed, slightly unfocused

smile before waving hello.

Leo winks at me. “You’re looking lovely tonight, Ruby.”

“Thanks,” I say, the response automatic, although I’m not sure it’s true. I’m pretty enough, but in my

short, black skirt, studded belt, and black tank top I’m dressed all wrong.

Layla and Jillian look like sex and sin. Every man that sees them tonight will want them. Lust after them

and covet what Michael and Leo have. I, on the other hand, look like a pixie rock princess. Like I’m

dressed for a Halloween party instead of to be ravished on Valentine’s Day.


Jennifer Dawson

About Jennifer Dawson:

Jennifer Dawson is the author of the popular Something New series; spicy, small town romance released with Kensington, and pens the dark and edgy contemporary romance series Undone. Jennifer grew up in the suburbs of Chicago and graduated from DePaul University with a degree in psychology. She met her husband at the public library while they were studying. To this day, she still maintains she was NOT checking him out. Now, over twenty years later, they are married and living in a suburb right outside of Chicago with two awesome kids and a crazy dog. These days Jennifer can be found sitting behind her computer, writing her next novel, chasing after her kids, keeping an ever-watchful eye on her ever-growing to-do list, and NOT checking out her husband. Jennifer loves connecting with her readers and invites you to check out her website, Facebook page, and join Dawson’s Darlings, her private Facebook Fan group. Sign up for her monthly Newsletter for exclusive insider peeks, new release information and more.

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Shuttergirl by CD Reiss

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“I hope you don’t have any plans,” he whispered as he put his hand up my shirt. “Because once that door opens, you’re mine.”
“He ran his hand over my pants and pressed at my crotch. “Oh, God.” “I want you,” he said into my ear. “And when we get back into that apartment, I’m taking you.” I pushed against him in answer, jerking my hips against the flat of his fingers. Yes, yes, and yes. Everything, yes.”
“Yet all I could think about was how much I wanted to take Laine to bed. Feel her twisted under me, hear her cry out for me. I wanted to share sweat and skin, to blend a scent of our own making.”

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