Release Date: January 13, 2018
was the type of man that women fawn over, that could have anyone his heart (or
his insatiable libido) desired. He was never supposed to notice me and he sure
as hell was never meant to pursue me.
Darci Walker is an enigma. Guarded but wild, if she lets you close enough, and
therein lies my problem. My sweet, untamed addiction liked to play timid. That
was her first lapse in judgment. Turned me to fire, kick-started a game of cat
and mouse I couldn’t get enough of. Me, the Big Bad Wolf. Darci, my sinfully,
sexy Riding Hood.
One night led to an addiction neither one of us wanted to overcome. Two nights
led to something a little… more. Whether we were ready or not, our connection
solidified itself in forever. I was ready, I was willing. Now, if only I could
get her to stay the night….
quick drawl of my vocal cords, letting my soft-spoken burr flow through my cell
with unconcealed need.
the line. “Good.”
little embarrassed. “You don’t understand how much doing that for you does for
understand how much sucking my cock does for you.”
at just the thought of Darci’s red lips circling my knob. “I feel like I left
you, I don’t know, without a hard place.”
from behind my head, pushing my hand into my boxers. “So, I thought, because
you’re not here, we could have a little fun this way.”
her modesty. It still drives me crazy with need. I love my uninhibited Darci,
but I love, fucking go wild over my shy and humble girl. I feel her timid and
demure fumbling stroke along my ego like she does my dick.
soft O her brightly painted mouth would create with that discreet
heard from her before and I wait only a second to let her calm down before I
me talking you through what I’d do to your body if I was there, does to
naked. Call me back on face-time.” I end the call, removing my boxers and
waiting for her to call me back. It takes her a few minutes, but I knew it
would. Knew she’d take a moment to freak out before swallowing her nerves, her
need for release winning out, as it always seems to. Her cheeks are bright red,
her eyes wide under the frame of her glasses, when our call connects and I can
finally see her face.
you’ve done that, lie back on the bed, legs open so I can see all of you.”
unwilling to move it to her naked skin just yet. “Are you naked?”
an arch of my eyebrow.
full view. “Can you see the bed?”
for her obvious.
sculpted body climb into position, gifting me the most suggestive view of
pussy and ass. “Are you wet?”
shield my view of her face. “Drenched,” she admits, slowly parting her thighs
to give me what I want.
people. One pen name. Haley Jenner is made up of Hailey Bond and Jenna
McIntyre. They’re pals, besties if you will, maybe even soulmates.
Consider them the ultimate in split personality, exactly the same, but
on the Gold Coast, in Australia’s sunshine state, Queensland. They lead
ultra-busy lives as working mums, but wouldn’t want it any other way.
large part of their lives. Always have been and they’re firm believers that
reading is an essential part of living. Escaping with a good story is one of
their most favorite things, even to the detriment of sleep.