Cougar's Carnal Reunion
Alana Church
Editorial: Boruma Publishing
Sinopsis
A prep-school reunion means a chance for revenge for ex-nerd Elena! The lovely Latina is going to show everyone she's rich, sexy, and happy! But she needs a date. Watch the sparks fly when she and young, handsome Steve set the party on its ear, and that doesn't hold a candle to the nightcap! It's a night to remember in "Cougar's Carnal Reunion!" ~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~ "The girls are at their father's place," Elena said, taking a step toward him. "Thy won't be back until tomorrow afternoon. I'll be all alone. I've got this nice big house. With a nice big master bedroom. And a nice big bed. And it would be very...nice...if I had a nice big man to share it with tonight." Half-witty quips raced through Steve's mind. Things like, How do you know I'm big? Do you have a camera in the men's room at the office? Or, You sure say nice a lot, and most idiotically, I hope all of my reunions end up like this! But he took one look at Elena, and all his stupid jokes vanished. For Elena, this night had been about slaying dragons. The invisible ones. The ones that climbed into your head and whispered to you in the dead of night, sniggering at decades-old failures until you wanted to stuff your pillow in your mouth and scream. Elena probably hadn't been asked on a lot of dates when she was at her snooty-ass prep school. He could imagine her at a dance standing by the wall, a desperate, hopeful smile on her face, as other students walked by and mocked her borrowed dress. She could have chosen anyone. There were plenty of single men her age at the party. You saw the looks she was getting. But instead of calling an Uber, she went home with you. "Are you sure?" She nodded. In the dim light, her eyes were dilated. Fear? Excitement? Arousal? Steve reached for her hand. Her fingers were warm. "I guess it's a good thing I took it easy on the booze, huh?" Elena laughed softly, breaking the tension. "One of the perks of being the designated driver." "Are you..." "No." She shook her head. "I'm not drunk. I'm just horny." "Oh." He allowed her to lead him into the house. "Maybe we should do something about that." Her dark smile glimmered. "Maybe we should." She paused in the entryway, toeing off her heels. Steve followed her example, kicking off his uncomfortable dress shoes. "Ah." She lifted onto her toes. "That feels good. And this," she added, turning until they were practically chest-to-chest. "Is even better." Her hands rubbed his back through his sports jacket. "You feel nice." Her nose nuzzled the crook of his neck. "And you smell nice, too. I wonder how you taste?"
Disponible desde: 21/01/2023.
