Wounded Beast (Gypsy Heroes Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
I close my eyes and she fills my thoughts like an exotic perfume. Her eyes, blue and Bratz-doll enormous, flash into my mind. All day I’ve been haunted by their damn beauty. I know I’m being reckless, but I don’t care. I’m gonna have her and fuck the consequences. So many women have lain in my bed. They come, they go. They taste like fucking dry bread and tap water. A man needs to eat, so I filled my belly, but all the time I wanted honey and sweet flesh. A body that begs me to take it even when its owner doesn’t want me to. Ella. Ella of the zebra shoes, sexy calves and the perfect ass. Oh, that ass! What I could do with such an ass. So, yeah, I’m gonna fucking risk it again today, just for that adrenalin rush of opening her thighs and ramming my dick straight into her wet, tight pussy while she sucks my tongue. My mind replays the moment I threw her against the wall and fucked her as her mouth hung slack and a rush that I’d forgotten I could feel pulsed into my cock, engorging it, making it ache.
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