Title : HARD FOR MY BEST FRIEND’S SISTER
Author : Ava Jackson
Genre : Erotic Romance
Release Date : August 20th, 2015
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The last time I saw her, she was asleep—and I’d just taken her virginity.
She was my best friend’s little sister. I’d broken the guy code, and the guilt had me running before she woke.
Ten years later, she’s a corporate bad ass negotiating across the table from me—and hotter than ever. I want my second chance, but she’s all grown up and isn’t about to hand it to me.
This time, I’ve got a whole different game plan in mind.
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The last time I saw him, he was balls deep inside me—and I’d just lost my virginity. When I woke up he was gone.
Ten years hasn’t erased the sting of rejection. And now he wants his second chance?
I swore I’d say no … but then he made me an offer I couldn’t refuse: when we’re working, we’re strangers, but at night? He’ll make my every dirty fantasy come true.
This time, I’m not going to be the one left wanting more.
** Standalone steamy, erotic romance. **
The hard push of his cock against me made me ache. I groaned, shifting my body closer to his in the narrow bed.
“Are you sure about this, princess?” Cameron looked down at me with a worried gaze.
“I’m positive,” I breathed. I was nervous, but I’d never felt more sure about anything in my entire life. I was in love with him – Cameron Richmond, my older brother’s best friend, and my secret crush for as long as I could remember. I was giving him the best gift I could offer. My virginity. In the dewy summer air, my hair clung to my skin and I felt hot all over.
His deep blue eyes locked on mine, he swallowed, and tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. “Tell me if it hurts, and I’ll stop.”
I nodded tightly. There was no way I’d want him to stop. This was all I’d dreamed about for years.
I could see just enough of him with the moonlight filtering in through his bedroom window. He was perfect. Muscled where I man should be, and firm, yet gentle. He curled his fist around his thick cock, and stroked. Then he pressed his hips closer, aligning himself with my entrance and thrust, shattering through every barrier I had. I cried out – from pleasure – from pain – from the knowledge that the man I was deeply in love with was finally making me his. Pushing in slowly, he continued pressing into me until he was buried all the way, and I felt his balls press against my ass. My breathing hitched, then stopped.
“Fuck, princess. Breathe okay?”
Ava enjoys naughty things. She’s drawn to the forbidden and taboo, and writes kink that makes you think. Raised in Idaho, Ava now lives on the East Coast with her husband, and two dogs.