The Mechanic - Vanessa Waltz Page 0,80

the last one.”

He stands, depositing Luke in the cradle before taking my hand and yanking me into his chest. His finger trails down my neck, looping around my bra and tank top. He pulls them down and kisses the swell of my breast.

“I bought a toy you might like.”

Oh my God. I look into Gage’s eyes, curious. We’ve never used a toy.

Grinning, he pulls me out of the nursery. I can hardly keep my hands off him. Day after day, I’m awed by how stunning he is. How he makes me feel like the most gorgeous woman in the world.

The towel falls from his waist without a flourish. He tugs me forward, wrapping my hand around his hard length. “Do you see what you do to me?”

God, yes.

“I’m going to do the same to you, baby.”

He splays a hand on my back and bends me over the bed, ripping my shorts off with one, quick jerk. He doesn’t bother removing my panties. Breath hitches in my chest when he presses something cold and metallic over my clit. The cold thing suddenly vibrates, and Gage curves his hand, stroking my pussy with the vibrator as pleasure rockets to the sky. He waits until I’m ready for him, and then he presses his thighs against the backs of my legs. I feel him, touching that sensitive part of me.

I think I’m somewhere near the moon. A loud cry bounces off the walls as the vibrator enhances his thrusts. I fist the sheets, begging him for deeper as he slowly pulses in and out. The shocks jolt inside me like lightning, so fierce. I can already feel my orgasm burgeoning forward with every plunge of his thick cock. He presses the egg into me. I moan with the shock-waves of his hips connecting with mine, and then I unravel. He grinds his fingers into my hips as my pussy locks around him, and then he lets out a deep grunt that sends warmth flooding into me.

My legs tremble as waves and waves of pleasure rock through my body, Gage pushes himself to the hilt. Another jet fills me up with heat. Then he turns me over to lay at my side, his chest heaving. He digs his fingers in my hair, inhaling the scent of me.

“Did you like the new toy?”

Another groan shakes from my lips. “I loved it. Why’d it take you so long to get one?”

He shrugs. “I didn’t know how you’d take it. I figure I’ll start simple and slowly ease in butt plugs.”

“Never.”

“You say that now,” he says, eyes glittering. “Maybe you’ll change your tune when your fans start demanding anal.”

I lay back against the sheets. “If they demand anal, maybe I’ll send you to their doors.”

He lets out a bark of laughter. “So you’re into sharing? That’s a bit kinky. There’s no way in hell I’d share you, though.”

I kiss him softly. “And you never will.”

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Dirty Prince (A Royal Romance)

One

Prince Liam’s Prostitute-Filled Booze Cruise

Daisy

Well, this is the stupidest thing I’ve ever done.

My brain pounds with the ten thousand warnings I read on the travel advisory website before deciding to take the journey here anyway.

The Department of State warns U.S. citizens of the risks of travel to Anglefell.

There’s no way I should go through with this.

High risk of detention.

It’s high risk. The damn website said so.

Hostile attitudes toward Americans.

I just had to volunteer myself, didn’t I? What better way to stand out from your classmates than to sneak into a country with no diplomatic relations with the United States, find one of the monarchs, and demand an interview? This is VICE level shit. I’ll be a fucking hero when I come back. If I come back.

I’ve made it this far. There’s no reason I should get caught.

You really should turn back. This time it’s my father’s voice, booming in the back of my head. I should listen to it, but I don’t. I keep walking on the cobblestone path, up the hill where I know one of the royals will be. Anglefell is fodder for journalism porn because it’s so secluded, governed entirely by an ages-old monarchy. Locals call them royals. King Jonathan has a particularly nasty reputation, and I’m sure his sons are just as bad.

I’m about

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