Resultados narrador por "Lauren Sweet" en Todas las categorias

"A través del borde de mi ropa interior, trazó la línea de mis labios mayores, casi haciendo que me viniera en el momento. Debe haber sentido la descarga de corriente que corrió́ por mi sistema cuando me tocó, tiene que haberla sentido…” – Todo está en las manos Si te gusta explorar tus límites sexuales y llevarlos más allá, estos relatos calientes están hechos para ti. Estos relatos te hacen participar de un trío en un club erótico así como seguir de cerca a una mujer deseosa que se arquea de placer entre manos expertas. De pronto, aparecerás en medio de una fantasía de ninfas y faunos.

«Tess se agacha frente a mí y me pone una mano en la rodilla. Al acariciar mi muslo nota que está sudoroso. Está más caliente que la propia cera. El calor pasa por mis caderas y por mi estómago para acabar palpitando entre mis piernas. Mirándome profundamente a los ojos, separa suavemente mis piernas».

She couldn't have known the danger she faced when she dared to steal from me. She was too young for a man my age, barely in her twenties. Far too pure and untouched. Unfortunately for her, that wasn't going to stop me. The moment I laid eyes on her, I claimed her. Determined to make her mine… by any means necessary. I owned Chicago's most elite gambling club, a front for my role as a Russian Mafia crime boss. She was a fragile little bird who had just flown straight into my open jaws. Naïve and sweet, she was a temptation I couldn't resist biting.

It's crazy how fast the buzz comes back after you've been sober for so long. Whiskey stood there, on my doorstep, just like he had one year before. Except this time, there was no rain, no anger, no wedding invitation - it was just us. >It was just him - the old friend, the easy smile, the twisted solace wrapped in a glittering bottle. It was just me - the alcoholic, pretending like I didn't want to taste him, realizing too quickly that months of being clean didn't make me crave him any less.

There’s nothing like getting caught in the middle of an FBI raid to change your life.... That’s what happens to Gabrielle Carpino. Just when she forced herself to move on with life after tragedy touched her family, she finds herself thrown into a tailspin so swift, she can’t find her bearings. 

I'm Paxton Wilder - motocross phenom & adrenaline junkie. I have more tattoos than scars. And I've never seen a stunt I couldn't pull off - or a girl I can't get off. Until she walks in. My new tutor is sexy, smart, more stubborn than I am, and 100 percent off limits. That's right - the only rule this semester is "Don't Touch the Tutor". For the first time in my life, I want someone I can't have. She's the girl who obeys every rule. I'm the guy who breaks them. Our biggest risk is falling for each other, but I live for risk... 

To the McKenna sisters, Jane was a friend. A pseudo-sister, the girl they grew up with. To Jamie McKenna, she was everything. Their youthful passion consumed them. When their world fell apart, Jamie thought their love would be the thing that held them together but Jane abandoned him when he needed her most. And now he'll never forgive her. For years he's been planning his revenge against the people who took everything from him. Jane won't be an exception. He's coming for her. She knows it and she doesn't understand why. After all, Jamie was the one who pushed her away.

When war threatens her home, Isola returns from earth to the world of dragons she knows nothing about and to Dragca Academy. When the four most powerful dragon guards in history are ordered to protect her, they didn't expect to be protecting an accident-prone princess. One who, accidentally, nearly kills her whole class at Dragca Academy in her first week.    

For vet and animal whisperer Charli Avers, talking to bears is all in a day's work. But when she finds a man - a very sexy, very alpha man - where a bear ought to be, the wild comes close to home. Charli is drawn to this mysterious stranger. She wants to help him piece together the past he can't remember - even if that means shedding her human misgivings and embracing her more carnal desires.

It was an innocent mistake; she knocked on the wrong door. It was mine. If I were a better man, I would've just let her go. But I'm not. I'm a cruel bastard. I ruthlessly claimed her virtue for my own. It should've been enough but it wasn't. I needed more...I craved it. She became my obsession. Her sweetness and purity taunted my dark soul. The need to possess her nearly drove me mad. A Russian arms dealer had no business pursuing a naive librarian student. She didn't belong in my world. I would bring her only pain. But it was too late...she was mine and I was keeping her.

He wanted me instantly, pursued me relentlessly. At first, I was cold and resistant to his warmth. But he wore me down with his beautiful face and self-deprecating charm. He made me feel like the center of his universe.

My name is Lexi Cameron, and I really need some help in the form of two sexy demons, a wayward alpha's son, and an angel who is worse than the fallen. The only (tiny) problem? They'd rather kill me than help me get out of here. Welcome to Demon Academy where the new students might do more than just trying to kill you. 

Picante es la mejor palabra para describir el giro que ha dado mi vida. Hago esfuerzos por concentrarme. Mi cuerpo arde en un fuego aparentemente inagotable.

I'm leaving you this note because I know you're very busy, and I don't want to waste the town sheriff's time. Lord knows I've already wasted enough of it. Thank you for taking me home last night and...everything else. I made you a basket of wild blueberry muffins for your trouble. That seemed like the appropriate baked good for getting naked in your living room. I wasn't myself last night. I didn't mean to kiss you or fondle your backside or ask all those intimate questions. Thank you for pretending to enjoy it.

Don't judge a book by its cover. You'll tell me you don't...but you already think you know what my story's about. You have no idea. Just like the people sitting in this courtroom. She asked for it. That's what they keep saying. And no, it's not because my skirt was too short or I was drunk at a party. It's nothing like that. It's because of what I like and how I like it. They're judging me as I sit in the front row, my eyes drawn to the man on trial. If I'd known it was going to end like this, I never would have gone home with him. But he's the type of man I just can't say no to.

It was just a typical manic Monday until the blue and red lights flashed behind my Harley. The cop who pulled me over was good-looking, if you’re into clean-cut guys with expressive eyes. He was also cocky and gave me three tickets. One for speeding. Another for blowing a light. And the third for not producing an insurance card. Jerk. When he finally let me go, I realized I was more than an hour late for my first day as an intern for the infamous advice column Ask Ida.

After Cade King cost me everything, I vowed I’d never fall for him again - even if he became rich and megafamous. Go figure. Now Cade is back with his billion-dollar company...and his ability to radiate attraction like a tempting Wi-Fi hotspot. Not to mention his tendency to have worse impulse control than a chimpanzee. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it a little when I arrested him for disorderly conduct. Unfortunately, I think Cade liked it a little too. So when he asks for my help, I know exactly what I should say. But something’s fried the circuits in my brain.

My life has never been easy. I’ve had my fair share of pain - every moment is a fight to survive. With my brother on his deathbed, it’s up to me to provide and protect what’s left of my broken family. I do things I never thought I’d be capable of, becoming a person so hardened to the world that when I look in the mirror, all I see is a stranger. When a twist of fate lands me at rock bottom, I make the ultimate decision and give away the only thing I have left - my freedom. I belong to them now…the Beast. The Brains. The Bastard.

Anson Meyer is world-renowned for his record-breaking country songs, his devilishly good looks, and his really short temper. So after a heated altercation with a reporter, Anson is temporarily kicked out of Nashville by his agent and sent back to his hometown of Comfort, Texas, to “cool down” and “figure out where he sees his career going”. When Anson shows up in Comfort, though, he quickly realizes that not everyone is ready to welcome home the bad boy of country music. Especially the woman he is still in love with.

The king and queen of romance - Jenna Watson and Lorenzo Morgan. The "dirty duo" that makes you swoon, gets you hot, and then melts your heart with the happily ever after. Two newbie authors, one sketchy Instagram DM, a few phone calls, a drunken live video plotting out our next best seller, and then boom! Trending and on the radar of every publishing company in the industry, we make it - together. A best-seller list, two literary agents, and we're cruising by for the next year...until we don't. Writer's block hits and Lorenzo and I are forced to finally meet face to face.