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So here you are… 


Turning the pages, opening the next chapters of my life—wanting to know the next truths of my sins. As if the first half of my life wasn’t enough. 

You. Need. More. 

You want my redemption. 

My heart. My soul. 

 

Your happily ever after…

 

You. Want. Answers.

 

And I will grant you the very first one you’re dying to know.

 

Why did I leave her?
So go ahead.


Turn the page. 


I dare you. 

You just might not like the answer. 


Don’t say I didn’t warn you.


 

She
couldn’t take it anymore and started pushing me to get free from my grasp.
“Stop! I hate you, Damien! Do you hear me? I fucking hate you!” she yelled over
and over again, aching to make herself and me believe it. 

 

My heart
broke.
My fingers
twitched.
And tears
threatened to surface.
However, I
wouldn’t let up and just kept caressing her, kissing her, whispering that I
loved her. Battling her hateful words with my loving ones. I could feel she was
reaching her breaking point, as much as she could. Her wrist suddenly slipped
through my grip and she shoved me with so much force that she was able to slap
me across the face. Going full speed to do it again, but I intervened by
grabbing her forearm, pinning her to the blanket. Locking down her petite frame
with my flawed heart and beaten body.
She laid
there beneath me, panting profusely, emotionally and physically consumed with
tears cascading down the sides of her face. For a moment, I allowed her to take
my breath away. In my eyes, she’d never looked so fucking beautiful.
So goddamn
breathtaking.
So fucking
mine…



I leaned
forward and kissed away all her tears, tasting her nightmares, her memories,
her love and hatred for me. Tenderly kissing my way to her lips while her body
continued to shudder from my intense, overpowering love. Overwhelming her
emotions and overriding her thoughts the way only I could ever do. Before
another second slipped by, I kissed her for all the years I didn’t, for all the
times I couldn’t, for all the moments I so desperately wanted to. Losing myself
in her. Almost like I was trying to kiss the agony and pain I caused right out
of her. Wanting to hold her tormented burdens, inflicted solely by my mistakes
and regrets.
I rated this book 5 *****’s 
The best book ever from Ms. M Robinson 
 
El Pecador is the best book from the author Ms. M Robinson for me though I read most of her books. This book has everything you want to read as a reader. As always, it has the angst as she is known for it. It has all the intense scenes and so many mind blowing that you are not sure if your mind can handle all the twist. The intimate scenes are as excruciating sizzling like summer. This could be an amazing book turned into a movie. I so enjoyed reading this book. Kudos to Ms. M Robinson, she nailed this book in one thud of the hammer.
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M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles,
cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club
and R.L. Stein. 
She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing
her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left. 
She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German
Shepherd mixes, a Wheaton, and a Tabby cat. 

 

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El Diablo Book By M Robinson

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EL DIABLO
USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR M. ROBINSON
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RELEASE DATE: AUGUST 30TH, 2016

I rated this book 5 devil *****’s 

Love is so powerful

Reading El Diablo will make you hate and love Martinez as well. He is a devil in a mix way. I think El Diablo is the best book for me from the author M. Robinson. This sexy little girl will drive you crazy as always. She likes to play with your mind, heart and especially your soul. She always did an amazing job on her story.

El Diablo is so intense, so emotional and oh so good. You might scream, throw your e-reader and hold your breathe. You are in for a bumpy but sweet ride. Hang on tight.

El Diablo is a funny book as well. My husband thinks I am crazy ‘coz I just laugh while reading my Nook. It is so hot even though Summer is almost over. You might need a fan or perhaps a cold water with lots of ice next to you while reading El Diablo.

There are so many ahh moments in the book. I was shocked but amazed aswell. Miss M. Robinson you nailed this book. Thank you so much for bringing El Diablo. Life is boring without the devil in a crazy and sweet way.

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I was ruthless.
I was feared.
I had sacrificed. Myself. Her. Everything…
Living in a world where I was worth more dead than alive was
a choice. I was a bad man, never claimed to be anything else. I’ve done things
I’m not proud of. Seen things that can’t be unseen. I’ve caused pain that I
can’t undo.
It was all my choice.
Every decision.
Every order.
Right and wrong never mattered.
Until her.
She was under my protection, until she became my obsession.
But who was going to save her…
From. Me. The devil himself.
Fate brought us together. Destiny destroyed us.
 
“Go stretch again, cariño,” I ordered in a dominant tone. Nodding to the barre.
“I’m fine,” she stubbornly replied. Shaking her legs and arms out. Getting back into position, looking at me through the mirror.
I cocked my head to the side, arching an eyebrow. She narrowed her eyes at me, but begrudgingly listened. I pressed play, allowing the melody to once again take over. She placed her leg on the lowest barre, making her ass stick out in my direction.
Tempting me.
She closed her eyes, needing to get lost in the music, wanting to push away all the negative thoughts, already feeling discouraged. I stood, taking off my suit jacket. Rolling up the sleeves of my collared shirt as I stepped onto the hardwood floor. I slowly came up behind her, catching her off guard.
She froze, turning around, opening her eyes. Peering up at me through her lashes. “What are you doing?”
I leaned forward against her ear, grinning. “I’m helping you stretch.” Getting down on my knees in front of her.
Her eyes dilated. The feeling of disappointment replaced with nothing but lust. She placed her arms out to the side, resting up against the barre, supporting her weight. I grabbed her ankle, lifting it up in the air, rubbing along her leg as it was fully stretched, before setting it on the lowest barre. Running my other hand up her side, easing her over toward the extended leg. She understood what I was doing, reaching for her ankle, stretching. Standing back up, bringing her arms above her head, I caressed along her leg again, casually turning her torso so her leg was still placed on the barre behind her.
Her breathing hitched as I touched her all over her lower body. My lips softly kissing the inside of her thigh to where she wanted my mouth the most.
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M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has
angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been
reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein. 
She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She
is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left. 
She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces.
They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat. 

 

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They say in order to find yourself you have to go home.
What if home was what you’re running from?
Where did that leave you?
Always on the other side of the fence.
Always looking in.
Always wishing you were someone you couldn’t be.
Until one day you meet her.
The one.
She was my high, but she was also…
My demise.

 

Colors
blended together making it hard to focus on one thing. I blinked a few times
and just like that…
I
saw her face.
As
if she was standing right in front of me.
Smiling.
Happy.
Laughing.
My
whole world…
My
girl.
I
felt my lips curl up slightly at the vision as I reached out for her. Wanting
to touch her, needing to hold her, yearning to kiss her. Craving, God, craving
to fucking love her.
“I’m
sorry,” I murmured out loud to no one but the illusion of my drug-infested
mind. “I’m so fucking sorry,” I repeated repentantly, longing for her to
believe me.
Aching
for her to love me again like she used to.
I
don’t know how long I sat there, staring at her beautiful face before my eyes,
subconsciously rubbing the tattooed key that was placed over my heart. I
couldn’t take it anymore, and the desire won over the haze.
It
was too powerful.
It
was too vivid.
I
grabbed my phone. “Baby,” I said into the speaker. The ringing quickly
followed, going straight to voicemail. I hung up and tried again. “Baby,” I
urged with desperation in my tone.
Still
nothing.
I
tried again and again and again.
I
would try until the end of time if that’s what it took for her to answer.
To
talk to me.
To
save me.
To
crave me.
Time
just seemed to standstill, as my life slowly played out in front of me. Trying
to balance in between the light and the darkness when all I could see was gray.
“What?!”
she screamed into the phone, finally answering after I don’t know how many
failed attempts. “What the hell do you want now?”
“Mi
cielo.” I breathed a sigh of relief.
She
ignored my term of endearment. I hadn’t called her that in such a long time.
My
heaven.
“What
do you want, Austin? Why are you calling me? We’re over! I can’t do this
anymore!”  
I shut
my eyes and let my mind wonder, allowing it to go to another place in time
where she didn’t hate me.
“I
remember the first time I made you smile,” I chuckled, as if it had just
happened.
My
nerves were on fire. The mere sound of her breathing through the phone was too
intense for me. I licked my lips, my mouth suddenly dry.
“I
remember when you used to smile just for me. Do you remember, baby? Do you
remember what my love feels like?”
I
heard her faintly breathing.
“Do
you remember my hands on you? My lips? My tongue? The first time I made you
come with my mouth? Do you remember all the times since? Tell me I’m not
forgotten. Tell me you remember, baby.”
Silence.
“I
love you, Briggs. I love you so fucking much. You’re killing me, don’t you see
that? I’m dying without you.”
“No,
Austin. You were dying with me,” she rasped, knowing that it killed her to say
that.
“The
first time I saw your face, I thought to myself, damn, this beautiful girl is
goin’ to be the death of me. You were perfect in every way. I was a cocky son
of a bitch who needed you then, as much as I need you now.” 
More
silence.
“I
had a dream about you, baby. I always fucking dream about you. In my dream you
had a ring on your finger. A ring I put there. You belonged to me. Only mine.
Forever fucking mine. You were pregnant, Briggs. You looked so goddamn happy. I
saw light at the end of the tunnel for the first time in years.”
She
sniffled into the phone.
“I
made love to you. Slow, just the way you love. Taking my time to touch every
last inch of your body. Memorizing every last bit of you. Making you come until
you begged me to stop. I didn’t.”
“I
can’t—” she tried to interject, but I didn’t let up.
“I
kissed your stomach. Our baby. Letting my lips linger there, whispering sweet
lullabies, letting her know daddy will always be there. Baby, it was so real.
For a second I gave you the one thing you so desperately wanted, the one thing
I can’t give you.”


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I rated this book 5 *****’s 

What an eye opener

This book is gut wrenching to read though I did not cry. What an eye opener book to read. My younger brother and nephew are drug addicts. It drives me insane knowing how my Mom cope up with their addiction. Reading Crave Me open my eyes to what drug addiction can make to your body, mind and soul.

This book is so emotional. Be prepare to guide your heart. It will keep you breathless as well. It does not only deals with drugs but parents problem raising a very independent girl like Briggs. This girl is one tough cookie and what she has been through. It deals also with friendship and being there for each other through thick and thin. The book is very hot as well. Prepare to fan yourself or better read with the AC on. 

The roller coaster ride drives you to the biggest and craziest ride you ever read. It is worth your time and phenomenal book to read. 

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cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters
Club and R.L. Stein. She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She
is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German
Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.

 

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Undo Me: The Good Ol’
Boys
By Best Selling
Author M. Robinson
I met her when I was sixteen.
I fell in love with her when
I was seventeen.
She brought me to my knees
when I was twenty.
I loved her against reason.
I loved her against hope.
I loved her against all odds.

Now she’s back, a constant
reminder of what I lost, what could have been.
I hate her.
I resent her.
I still love her.
Can I forgive her…
Will she be my end once again
or my beginning?
I sucked
in air, my chest heaving from my own sobs. She was hysterically crying at that
point. I wrapped my arms around her, pressing her into my chest, and she let
me.
As soon
as she was in my arms I broke down.
“I’m so
sorry, baby… I’m so fucking sorry… please… please… I’ll do anything for you to
forgive me… please…” I wallowed in her misery and my own. “I’m so fucking
sorry…”
I don’t know who was crying more.
Steaming hot water rushed down on us as if it was cleaning off the mistakes
that I would never be able to change. Never be able to make better, never be
able to forget.
 
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M. Robinson loves to read.
She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of
course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.
She was born in New Jersey
but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology,
with two years left.
She is married to an amazing
man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby
cat.

 

 
 
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It was only a matter of time until the truth came out.
I never thought it would come to this…
I tried, God knows I tried to stay away from her but
eventually I crossed that line and broke that trust. I could no longer go back
and I sure as fuck didn’t regret a single moment of it. I knew there would be
hell to pay, I knew the wrath I’d be facing but I would willingly take the
burns and scars just to have the love of my best friend’s sister.
If there is one person I’d willingly go to hell and back for
it was…
Lillian Ryder
Standalone within a series. New Adult Contemporary Romance:
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I rated this book 5 *****’s

My favorite book so far from all of M Robinson stories

Who doesn’t is attracted to forbidden fruit, right? We might resist the temptation but will it last? Forbid Me is my favorite book so far from all of M Robinson’s stories.

Lily and Jacob is the cutest characters ever. These two are adorable, funny and so playful with each other. Everybody noticed their attraction from each other except the over protective big brother Lucas. You can blame Alex for the disturbance, right?

Forbid Me is just the sweetest book to read. I LOVED those first time precious intimate moments of these two. Jacob is seven years older than Lily but he respect her and waited for the right moment for her to pop her cherry.

Forbid Me is funny. There are so many laugh out loud scenes. If you are an animal lover especially cat. then you will love this story and adore your cat even better.

Forbid Me is very emotional too. I was a wreck. You might need some Kleenex with you. M. Robinson, what are you doing to us?

Overall, I enjoyed reading this book. It took me a day to finish it. You will never put this book down. You will LOVED Jacob and Lily. Though this book can be read as a stand alone, I recommend you read COMPLICATE ME to put the two stories into one. I cannot wait to read more about Dylan.

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I took a moment when I was fully inside of her, leaning back
to take a good look at her, wanting to remember her just this way, always. Her
long silky brown hair spread all over my sheets, the way her cheeks were
slightly flushed and how the blush crept down to her neck, how her lips were
swollen from my touch and her serene eyes glazed over.
So beautiful.
So fucking beautiful.
So fucking mine.
I placed a soft kiss on the pulse on her neck, loving the
feel of it beating against my lips. Her dark brown eyes watched me adoringly as
I took what I needed. What she gave. I peered up at her and she shyly smiled
while I kissed my way down to her breasts, taking her perfect round nipple into
my mouth, making her moan. I fucking loved it when she moaned.
It made my cock twitch inside her.
“Jacob, come up here. I want to feel all your weight on me.”
I placed my body completely on hers, like I knew she loved,
caging her in with my arms around her head so that my hands could caress her
face. My torso touching her chest and my legs firmly locked beside hers. Every
time I thrust in she could feel the mass of my body movement, inclining her a
little higher each time. I softly kissed her, taking my time with each stroke
of my tongue as it weaved with hers. Savoring the velvety feel of my mouth
claiming hers, thrusting in and out of her tight wet core a few times before I
pulled away needing to look into her eyes again. I loved seeing every emotion I
felt through her gaze. It mirrored every feeling that was displayed inside of
me, to a degree I never quite understood, but I didn’t care because it was
there. It was for me.
Just. For. Me.

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Best Selling Author M. Robinson loves to read. She favors
anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex!
She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.
She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She
is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.
She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces.
They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat. 

 

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It was only a matter of time until the truth came out.
I never thought it would come to this…
I tried, God knows I tried to stay away from her but
eventually I crossed that line and broke that trust. I could no longer go back
and I sure as fuck didn’t regret a single moment of it. I knew there would be
hell to pay, I knew the wrath I’d be facing but I would willingly take the
burns and scars just to have the love of my best friend’s sister.
If there is one person I’d willingly go to hell and back for
it was…
Lillian Ryder
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“Is that right?” I replied arrogantly, centimeters from her
lips. “I don’t know you? Really? What part don’t I know? Maybe I don’t know the
way you move your hair to cover the side of your face when you’re nervous. Or
maybe I don’t know how you bite your bottom lip when you’re deep into your
strings. Or do you mean that I don’t know the way you freak out if it’s too
dark in a room and you won’t walk in? Or maybe I don’t know that you bite your
fingernails when you think no one is looking. Oh wait, here’s a good one. I
don’t know that you’re trembling in your skin right now. I don’t know that your
heart is beating a million miles a minute, your hands are clammy, and you can’t
swallow. How there are hundreds of thoughts going through your mind, but the
top one being how bad you want me to kiss you. How bad you want me to fuck you.
How bad you want me to claim every fucking inch of your perfect body,” I paused
to let my words sink in, and her flushed complexion gave away that everything I
was saying was true.
“You’re right. I don’t know you. I don’t see your gorgeous
smile in my sleep. I don’t hear that ridiculous giggle you have when I’m away
from you. I don’t see those dark brown eyes every time I close mine.” I leaned
in a little closer so she could feel my breath against her lips. “I don’t
stroke my cock to the memory of your sweet pussy pulsating down my shaft and
the taste of your come dripping down my chin.”

 

Best Selling Author M. Robinson loves to read. She favors
anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex!
She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.
She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She
is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.
She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces.
They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.  

 

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It was complicated, it was also just the beginning.
A decision.
A simple choice.
There is always that one moment in life where things could
have been different. That one moment where you could have chosen a path that
would lead you down a certain road.
A different life.
It was easier to pretend that we were still best friends,
and that she was my girl and I was her boy.
Pretending was better than knowing the truth…
I. Ruined. Us.
I had her.
I lost her.
I love her.
All I did was complicate us.
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My brown eyed girl sat on our blankets with her arms wrapped
around her knees, hiding her face. The tiny frame that I adored so much shook
uncontrollably, only heightening the deepest sobbing that escalated with each
passing second. It was such an intimate moment, not to be shared with anyone,
especially me. Alex didn’t cry. I watched her bawl for the first time in my
life. I had never seen anyone cry like that before, and it shook me to my core,
slicing me whole, and making me feel like I was dying. Carving a memory that I
would take to my grave. 
There was no going back…
No erasing.
No do overs.
No deleting.
What I witnessed tonight would be my purgatory; I would now
close my eyes and forever see her falling apart in front of me. Shattering
before my very own eyes and I found it hard to breathe.
Hard to move.
My feet were glued to the goddamn floor as she continued to
weep, sob, bawl, violently sucking in air that wasn’t available. I accepted it
all; each tear that fell from her face becoming pieces of me. Circulating
through my veins and blood, it flowed endlessly, a river of her sadness and
sorrow and of my broken promises. No beginning or ending to her cries, just an
infinite current, flooding the hole where my heart should be. The shadow of her
trembling petite body reflected off the walls, leaving a trail of regrets in
its wake.
Mine.
Hers.
Ours.
Growing up in a small town you overheard a lot of things.
People talking, stories told, town gossip. You listened a lot. You learned a
lot. Tourists, townies, friends, and especially family all shared wisdom and
advice that you think you will never need.
Bunch of bullshit.
They say you have that one moment in life where things could
have been different, that one moment that changes the course of your life or
the direction you could have taken. That one moment that could forever change
you and everything you wanted to be true, everything you wanted to believe.
One simple decision could alter your entire future.
My entire world.
I would forever remember this moment for the rest of my
life. This is the moment that changed everything. This is the moment where I
took another direction, another road that led me to my own demise.
My own regrets. 
I should have walked in there. I should have apologized. I
should have begged for her forgiveness. I should have promised that I would
never hurt her again. I should have done whatever it took to make her look at
me the way she had our entire lives.
But I didn’t…
I did none of those things…
Not one.
Nothing was said between us.
No words.
No actions.
I was a coward and couldn’t do it. I couldn’t see her like
that. I couldn’t look into her eyes and know that I had hurt her. That I had
disappointed her. That I ruined her love and lost her respect for me.
The boy who promised he would never hurt her.
The boy who swore he would always protect her.
The boy who vowed he would never let anything happen to her.
That same boy was me.
I was the reason she was bawling.
I was the reason she was hurt.
I was the reason she was broken.
She knew the truth. It had finally caught up to me… I
shattered her illusion that I was hers. I ruined the one good thing I had in my
life. The girl that owned my heart was bleeding out for me in a way that I had
never seen before. The house was no longer our safe place.
I had brought my hurricane with me…
I couldn’t risk the possibility of losing her permanently if
I walked in there and admitted my truths. She wouldn’t love me anymore, she
wouldn’t look at me the same anymore, and she wouldn’t be mine anymore.
My brown eyed girl.
The girl that I had loved all of my life.
The same girl that I would love for the rest of my life.
Alexandra.
I gave her the only comfort I could in her moment of
despair. I turned around and left. I walked down the stairs and got into my
truck. I turned the engine on and drove my sorry ass home. I took a shower and
never once looked at myself in the mirror. I pretended that nothing changed.
That I didn’t cause her pain, and that she didn’t know the truth. That I didn’t
see her sobbing and that she wasn’t even bawling to begin with. That we were
still just best friends, and that she was my girl and I was her boy.
My Half-Pint and her Bo.
It was better than knowing…
I ruined us.

 

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It was only a matter of time until the truth came
out. 
I never thought it would come to this… 
I tried, God knows I tried to stay away from her but
eventually I crossed that line and broke that trust. I could no longer go back
and I sure as fuck didn’t regret a single moment of it. I knew there would be
hell to pay, I knew the wrath I’d be facing but I would willingly take the
burns and scars just to have the love of my best friend’s sister. 
If there is one person I’d willingly go to hell and
back for it was… 
Lillian Ryder
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She
narrowed her eyes at me and started to walk backwards down the hall and into
her bedroom with me following close behind. Our eyes locked the entire time,
both of us knowing where this was going. She sat on the edge of the bed, while
I leaned my shoulder against the doorframe, my arms folded over my chest with
one leg crossed over the other. I took in her disappointment that I hadn’t
followed her to the bed. I let a few seconds linger between us, wanting to
remember her and this moment.
Just. Like. This.
“Stand up,” I ordered in a
harsh tone.
She didn’t think twice about it.
“Take off your dress.”
She
reached for the hem.
“Slower.”
She gradually lifted her dress over her creamy
thighs, and I rubbed my fingers over my mouth already tasting her. She threw
her dress on the floor and stood in front of me in nothing but her bra and
panties.
“Turn for me.”
She did.
“You’re so beautiful,” I murmured, loud
enough for her to hear. She reached for her bra.
“No.”
She cocked her head to
the side with a questioning expression.
“That’s my job. I get to strip you
completely naked. I get to make you wet. I get to taste you. I get to make you
come. Do you understand me?”
She nodded and swallowed hard. The bedroom was
the only place Lily ever took orders, the thought alone made her wet.
“Lay on
the bed and close your eyes.”
She was about to say something and I arched an
eyebrow. “Be my good little girl and don’t make me repeat myself.”
She crawled
on the bed making sure to give me a view of her voluptuous butt swaying with
each movement she made. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. I pushed
off the wall and ripped off one of the hydrangeas from the vase on her bedside
table. I took off my ball cap, setting it on the edge of the bed and placed the
hydrangea on the tip of her nose. I kept her house stocked with them now just
because I loved seeing her smile every time she looked at them. I spent too
many years not seeing that smile.
I slowly moved it down her body, barely
touching her skin but enough to where it left goose bumps in its wake. Once I
reached her pussy I pressed down firmer, moving it back and forth against her
clit.
She sucked in a breath of air.
I continued to play with her for a few
seconds. Setting the hydrangea on the nightstand, I took off her bra and then
her panties, bringing them up to my face and smelled her wetness.
 
 
 

 

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It was only a matter of time until the truth came out.
I never thought it would come to this…
I tried, God knows I tried to stay away from her but eventually I crossed that line and broke that trust. I could no longer go back and I sure as fuck didn’t regret a single moment of it. I knew there would be hell to pay, I knew the wrath I’d be facing but I would willingly take the burns and scars just to have the love of my best friend’s sister.
If there is one person I’d willingly go to hell and back for it was…

Lillian Ryder
Standalone within a series. New Adult Contemporary Romance: Strong language and sexual content, not intended for readers under 18.

 

 

The soft strumming of a guitar immediately assaulted my
senses, but that wasn’t what made the hair at the end of my arms stand at
attention. I closed my eyes needing to check my emotions and the thoughts that
attacked my mind at rapid speed.
One right after the other.
They were disastrous and unforgiving.
The strumming of the guitar was effortless and defined. I would
recognize it anywhere. No one could play like she could.
No one.
That voice…
It was smooth like silk but raw enough to give you chills.
That song…
Would be a permanent reminder of what I lost.
That night…
Would forever haunt me. My days and nights.
God… I couldn’t think of that night without my cock getting
hard and the shame engulfing me almost simultaneously. Metallica’s lyrics of
Nothing Else Matters took me back to another time, another place, where I
pretended that she was mine…
I was always hers.
Always.
Her face…
Her eyes…
Her body…
I remembered it all, and I hadn’t even looked up to see her.
I didn’t have to. She was engrained in my mind. In my heart. In my soul.
She sang the chorus over again with the emotions bleeding off
the strings of her guitar and her voice. The guitar solo followed making the
crowd scream and cheer for her talent. Her energy was fucking contagious, it
always had been. I felt it all around me even though I still hadn’t opened my
eyes to take her in. I knew she was biting her fucking lip, it didn’t matter
how many damn times I told her she was going to bite it off. I’d memorized the
feel of her lips against my mouth the way I’d take that same goddamn lip and
bite on it myself.
Wanting a piece of
her.
Needing a piece of
her.
Her voice dropped to a soft tone, as did her guitar. The
song ended and the crowd went even more wild and ravenous for her.
“Well, hello there fucking Nashville!”
They hollered higher and louder. She always knew how to work
a crowd.
“Welcome to Bootleggers! Who’s gettin’ fucked up tonight?”
“Yeah!” they shouted.
“Who’s gettin’ fucking laid tonight?”
They shouted again, whistling and clapping that time. I
shook my head with a smile I didn’t bother trying to hide.
“That’s what I’m talking about! Down and dirty in the
fuckin’ South!” she yelled in the same southern drawl she hated as a child.
“I’m going to take a little break—”
“Booooooo!”
She giggled and my cock twitched.
“I know, darlins’, I’m too fucking pretty to look at. I’ll
be back, I promise! In the meantime buy me a fuckin’ shot! My name’s Kid.”
I immediately looked up, right at her. I swear to God my
chest seized and she literally took my goddamn breath away. Wearing short daisy
dukes and a miniscule shirt that had “Whiskey Makes Me Frisky” written across
her breasts. The damn thing looked like it was as old as me. Her entire stomach
bare, her belly button now pierced and her long dark hair cascading down her
back, almost touching her ass. The tiny frame that I fucking loved was still
the same, but she looked grown up. Older. Her legs, her fucking legs. I
remembered them wrapped around me and I had to shake my head to erase the
images that had my cock hard and my heart heavy.
 
Best Selling Author M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.
She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.
She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German
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Brooke

I’ve come from a privileged life and an even more privileged upbringing. My

parents taught me right from wrong and everything in between… except I

wanted the gray area. I wanted to live life on the edge with the possibility of falling

over. I didn’t care about the consequences because I had no heart…

I left that on the floor of my parents’ bedroom door, shattered.

And never went back to pick up the pieces.

Devon

Family first.

I learned the meaning of the word hate.

I learned that life is a battlefield and I stood frontline.

I learned that praying doesn’t work and God doesn’t listen.

And I learned how to be a man…

All at the receiving end of my father’s fists, my mother’s tears, and

my sisters screams.

You can’t run away from your past…

It will always find you, especially when you’re asleep.

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And I broke.
I lunged at her.
I hurt her.
I pushed her.
I tried to control her.

I knew I was being rough, but I didn’t care. I wanted to

hurt her. I wanted her to feel an ounce of what I was feeling.

A breath of fucking air she shot from my lungs.
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Brooke:

     I’ve come from a privileged life and an even more privileged upbringing. My parents taught me right from wrong and everything in between… except I wanted the gray area. I wanted to live life on the edge with the possibility of falling over. I didn’t care about the consequences because I had no heart…
     I left that on the floor of my parent’s bedroom door, shattered.
     And never went back to pick up the pieces.

Devon:

     Family first.
     I learned the meaning of the word hate.
     I learned that life is a battlefield and I stood frontline.
     I learned that praying doesn’t work and God doesn’t listen.
     And I learned how to be a man…
     All at the receiving end of my father’s fists, my mother’s tears, and my sisters screams.
     You can’t run away from your past…
     I learned the meaning of the word hate.
     I learned that life is a battlefield and I stood frontline.
     I learned that praying doesn’t work and God doesn’t listen.
     And I learned how to be a man…
     All at the receiving end of my father’s fists, my mother’s tears, and my sisters screams.
     You can’t run away from your past…

om and although it was classy and refined, it didn’t feel homey. It felt cold and detached and I made my way over to stand in front of the bay window. The view was breathtaking.

It was then that I realized this wasn’t a place to sleep.

It was a place to fuck.

“This isn’t your home, is it?”

“No,” she murmured in my ear, behind me.

“I see.”

“It’s Madam’s.”

“Where do you live?”

She handed me my drink and took hers down in one gulp, placing the empty glass on the table. She moved to stand in front of me and leaned against the bay window. The lighting made her look like an angel.

“Don’t worry about it,” she stated, reaching up and unclasping her hair. It flowed loosely and she shook it out, making it fall right in front of her face. I knew she did it on purpose.

Hiding.

I let her have her security.

For now.

“I thought you want to play, Devon?”

I laughed. “Bambi, I couldn’t afford you,” I blurted without thinking and her eyes widened with a mixture of hurt and confusion, but just like before it was gone before it even fully appeared.

“What if I don’t want you to pay?” she offered surprised with her own words.

“Does it work like that? Kinda like a drug dealer, huh? Give the first sample for free and have me coming back for more?” I teased, trying to break the intensity of our stares.

Now it was her turn to laugh. “Something like that. So are you going to take me up on my offer?”

“What’s in it for me?”

“The time of your life.”

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M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.

She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.

She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.

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