BS BOYFRIEND by J.D. Hawkins
Release Date: September 23rd
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Her fingers still in my hair, she takes my earlobe in her teeth and pulls gently, then closes her lips around it and sucks. This close I hear her tender sigh, the delicate moans she can’t hold back.
Even though I can’t see her, I’ve never felt this horny in my life. It’s as if the massage has heightened every sense, turned me ultra-receptive to every tiny gesture, every whisper-quiet sound, the enveloping scent. The kind of horny that simple fucking couldn’t satisfy. The kind of desire that feels as good as satisfying it.
I let her cultivate the hot embers inside of me a little longer. Pulling my hair, biting my ear, pressing and rubbing her breasts across my oiled back. The jasmine like a heady fog now, mingling with the smell of her hair, clean skin, warm breath, to wrap us together. She’s grinding her body so tight into me my hand can push all the way up the leg of her shorts now, to the mound of her panties.
“You relaxed yet?” she whispers into my ear, then purrs another throaty laugh. Her voice a sensation that goes straight to my balls, making me so hard it’s almost uncomfortable to lay on my front.
In one swift movement, catching her off guard, I buck her off like an animal, flipping her onto her back on the bed. She shrieks happily as I sit in front of her, between her legs, finally getting a look at the sensational body she’s been grinding into me. Splayed out before me, her hair over the edge of the bed, her naked breasts heaving, I could just sit here and look at her all night, but the rumbling inside of me wants more.
“I wasn’t done,” she says. Then she laughs, and it makes her breasts and stomach ripple beautifully.
“Any more and I would be, though,” I reply with a smile, catching sight of the oil.
She’s the perfect fiancée… except for the perfect stranger part.
Being single wasn’t a problem until it was… to my new boss.
So I picked the hottest girl out of the crowd, as though there was any chance she wasn’t already promised to some other alpha jerk.
Turns out she was a unicorn.
Single, willing to play along, and oh so dedicated to her role as my wife-to-be. In dinners with the boss and even more so in the executive suite.
It’s the most fun a guy can have at a work conference.
But what if I want to keep having fun?
What if she does too? It’s just a flight away. So easy. But making it easy means wondering just what things could be like if we kept faking it.
Guess I forgot to ask her.
About the Author:
JD Hawkins writes erotic romance with modern-classic alpha males and strong, independent women. He currently lives with his wife in Austin, TX. He loves to travel and has lived in many places, including LA, New York City, India and Thailand. When he isn’t writing, JD enjoys surfing, training in Mixed Martial Arts, reading and taking naps. He once dreamed of becoming a ballerina. He’s always loved making up stories, especially ones inspired by real life.
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