“With a foot propped up on my chair, I picked up Zane’s finger and ran it along my inner thigh, right near… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Your ass?” He picked up my finger again and ran it over the bottom of his spine, dipping into the dimples on… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Possessiveness ignited in my blood as I clamped a hand on his shoulder. “You’re not going.” Dominic” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Maybe you should do what I said,” he said, voice low and thick, as he stood between my spread legs. “Because that… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Hey, Beautifuls,” Zane drawled with a hair flip. That fucking hair. I focused on it really hard, wishing I could burn if… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Jaw,” he said quickly. I dropped his hand. “Really? I thought you’d say elbow.” He lifted the scarf up onto his forehead.… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“The hollow of his throat dipped as he swallowed, that small bit of skin beckoning to her to touch. Kiss. Lick.” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I can feel this dick pulsing,” Beau said, pitching his voice lower and lower. “And all this cum? Fuck, it just keeps… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I looked up at him, struck speechless as he leaned in closer to hiss in my ear, “You don’t have the first… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“My mouth went dry. My own dick hardened in my jeans. My skin raced, nerves on edge, as I remembered what it… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Your dick is leaking like a faucet,” he observed, his voice husky and deep as he squeezed my slicked flesh. “You don’t… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Get it yet?” he asked breathlessly. I shook my head just enough for him to notice and proceeded to bathe his cock… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I lowered myself onto him, and his eyes widened as he breached me. I hissed at the pain, sharp and insistent, but… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“He took the opportunity to pick me up and run his hands all over me. I sighed dramatically as he slid his… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Shhh,” Beau murmured, moving his hand faster. “No sounds or I stop. I could play with you all night long.” The words… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I arched my back. “Yeah, a striptease. Take off my clothes until I was wearing nothing but a jock. You’d have to… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Beau’s hand shot out, and he grabbed my wrist. The words dried up in my throat, heat flooding my body at that… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“So when my finger brushed along downy hair along soft skin, I sucked in a breath. I’d run my hand down those… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I dropped the towel at my feet and stepped toward him. He watched me with a glint in his eye, chin held… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I kept quiet, did what he wanted, and was rewarded by his lips brushing against my navel, then the insides of my… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I kinda like you, Zane. A lot.” His eyelids fell to half-mast. “I like you too, Beau. A lot.” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I was gripping his face and digging my fingers into his skull as I kissed the living fuck out of him.” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“My dick was throbbing, but I spent a good thirty seconds rubbing it all over his lips and chin. He closed his… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“When I hit the junction between his hip and thigh and found no fabric, I groaned. Didn’t even hesitate to drag the… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Yeah, Zane,” he whispered. “Fuck, you know how to take that dick.” I responded with a nod, exhaling noisily, and then going… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I reached between us, shoving down the waistband of my sweats and taking both our cocks in my fist. I pulled back… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Wet and hot, his gag reflex almost non-existent as he swallowed around my tip. I fucked his mouth, the obscene sounds filling… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“And, just as I was about to make a quip about his coat, he tugged at his bun, making his hair fall… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Couldn’t get you out of my mind,” I said bitterly against his salty skin. “You’re everywhere, my bed, my shower, my fucking… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“All I’m saying is we need to get inside.” “I need to get inside you,” he said, voice low and thick as… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I speed sometimes,” I muttered to myself as I rounded the car. “I even speed through yellows.” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I think you’re the first guy I’ve met in person who I couldn’t stop staring at.” Was” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Hey, you didn’t let me finish.” “Finish what?” “Finish telling you that I love you too.” I” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“In my script-like scrawl, I wrote: If you find my body, ask Hazzard. I leaned back and surveyed my words. Then I drew a… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Good morning.” I didn’t release my grip on his hair. “You snore by the way.” Zane’s eyes narrowed. “I do not.” “Do too.” “If… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I’m cool with going back to hate,” I said, then paused. “Did we ever leave hate?” Zane swallowed and looked away. “Not even for… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“He opened his mouth as my eyes dropped to his badge. And right there, in big, bold, black letters, it said Cerise/Cherrycakes. Ian was… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
