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Nothing is more enchanting than the wonder of a child on Christmas morning....But Hope is not the only one who will experience the magic of the holidays. Santa has never been hotter! A sexy island getaway for New Year’s gives Brie a chance to reach new heights of pleasure. Entranced by the throes of bliss, she has no idea the devastating storm that is brewing. As she steels herself for the battle ahead, Brie experiences the sweetest surrender in the arms of her Master.

Hardy Cates is self-made millionaire from the wrong side of the tracks, a hot-blooded, blue-eyed devil who risked everything to follow his dreams. He’s broken all the rules...and more than a few enemies along the way. Now it’s time to for payback. Haven Travis defied her wealthy family’s expectations and ran off with a dangerous man. Now she’s back, humbled and determined to protect her heart. Hardy Cates is her family’s enemy - and the last man Haven wants. But her heart pulls her closer to his fire, even though her head says stay away.

I look her body up and down as I circle her. Mine? I smile a devious, deviant, I'm-gonna-make-you-sorry-you-ever-started-playing-this-game-with-me smile. And then I take her hand. I lead her to the elevator. We go up to my apartment. I tie her wrists together with rope. Raise her arms above her head. And chain her to the ceiling. It's my turn.

Léa rêve d’obtenir le poste de rédactrice en chef à son journal. Malheureusement, elle se fait couper l’herbe sous le pied par sa patronne, Virginie, qui préfère offrir l’emploi à Mathieu, son conjoint, que Léa n’apprécie d’ailleurs pas beaucoup. Les tensions se multiplient au bureau. Pour apaiser l’atmosphère et souligner le départ à la retraite d’un vétéran de la bande, Virginie offre à tous les membres de l’équipe journalistique un voyage tout-inclus à Cuba.

He is the one man who could destroy me, and the only man I’ve ever loved. Jay Hanson has worn many titles in my life. Boyfriend. Enemy. Ghost. Now he’s my boss. I thought that was bad enough until he forced a new title on me...husband. Little does he know I’m about to shake things up.

After his parents' death, Brody gave up a promising career to care for his family. Now, with his siblings grown, Brody owns his own business, and for the first time in years he's alone. Elise has come to Seattle with her daughter to find peace. After years as a world-famous ballerina - and trapped in a marriage gone bad - she's looking for neither love nor attention. But she finds both in the handsome, honest man who befriends her with no strings attached.

Alex is dead. Dead, and apparently with a one-way ticket to a place that only the worst of the worst go. All for a simple choice he made about a product his company owned. Damned for all time. Luckily for him, he's about to be given a chance. Another choice to make. He can return to the land of the living, though his soul would belong to another. Except the world he's being sent to isn't the same one he came from. It's not even a similar period in time, but from something long past in history. The dark ages.

Jack is a faceless gamer known as The Joker. He makes a living playing video games and using his gravelly voice to bring people’s sexual fantasies to life. When the top gaming site on the West Coast sends someone out to interview him, Quinlan walks into his apartment with her auburn curls and thick curves, and they’re instantly drawn to each other. Quinlan has no idea of the monster that lurks beneath the surface of his calm demeanor. Jack is quicksand, pulling her down into the dark underbelly of his desires.

This collection of 50 hot girl-on-girl sex stories is all about lust between horny women. It's time to experience sexy lesbian sex! Hot stories including lesbian sex with a hot repairwoman, lesbian sex in public, lesbian sex with the college professor, lesbian revenge sex, and more - all in this collection of 50 explicit lesbian erotica stories. In the mood for some lesbian seduction?

Fulfilling sex nourishes love, increases vitality, and boosts mental health. Unfortunately, prevailing attitudes about male sexuality and what is good sex work against these innate features by focusing on the excitement of ejaculation as the one and only goal. Using the tantric guidelines they have practiced for more than 25 years, Diana and Michael Richardson show men how to move beyond their preconceptions of sex as a goal-oriented - and often unintentionally stressful - event, so they can relax into sex as a meditative union of complementary energies.

When you've been told your whole life that something is sinful, you have two options. Avoid it like the plague, like it has the power to destroy all that is good and pure. Or become as fixated upon it as Eve was upon that apple. I'm sick of the push-pull of terror and temptation. It's tearing me apart. I just want a bite of the apple. More than a bite. I want to devour it. Have its juices spill from my lips. And by apple, I, of course, mean sex.

I thought I had everything I could possibly desire. Until I set my eyes on her. My angel. Too pure for this world, too pure for me. She’s all mine. No matter the cost. No matter the lives that stand in my way. She has always been mine. She just doesn’t know it yet.

Lyric Sinclair has had a whirlwind couple of months. She got sucked back into the industry she thought she was free of, she's in an exclusive relationship with a rock band, and her ex is back in the picture. A whole new set of challenges arise as Lyric and her guys work through their grief. Moving on is never a simple task, but Lyric has back up, and these guys aren't afraid to fight for what they want most.

When Elara flees corporate life to open a coffee shop in the small southern town of Fairhaven Falls, the last thing she is looking for is a relationship. But when she meets Grondar, the gruff orc owner of the bakery next door, sparks fly. Literally. Grondar has been burned by human females before. He has no intention of letting the feisty little female next door get under his skin—no matter how attractive he finds her. And it certainly doesn't mean he's going to let her get away with sabotaging his business.

Ex-commando Deck Johnston has a busy life. He is the boss of a successful construction company. The cofounder and sergeant at arms of the Wounded Souls MC. And he is a single father to a three-year-old blue-eyed, raven-haired princess - who has a liking for guns, camouflage, pink tutus, and cursing. Deck's life is full, and he isn't looking for anything more. That is, until a sweet ballet dancer who happens to be his daughter's daycare teacher comes along.

The longer I live at Bainbridge Hall, the more apparent it is that someone is out to get me. They know too much and are determined to use my worst fears against me. As my memories rise to the surface, they bring with them vivid reminders of what I've lived through.

He’s the one man I’m not supposed to want. My dad’s best friend. After he rejected me six years ago, I’ve steered clear of Jonas. Until now. I need his help, and I won’t take no for an answer. The plan is to show up at his house and plead my case, but a rain storm derails everything, trapping us together for the weekend. When he catches me in a compromising position, things quickly spiral out of control. We promise each other the weekend to purge the desire that’s been simmering for six long years.

Huge, muscled, and sexy in plaid, Huck Barnett is one of the most beautiful men I’ve ever seen. Every woman in Rockhead Point wants a taste of the mountain man. Including me. Except, after a drunken girls’ night out, instead of waking up with him in my bed, I wake up with a killer hangover and an inbox full of his texts telling me how reckless and dangerous my antics are. Now my dad and brother want to find me a husband, and my ex-boyfriend has decided he wants the job.

Meet Miranda. She is a cheerful and happy-go-lucky single girl who just happens to be a dominatrix with a dungeon in her flat where she services clients with flogging and extreme correction and (if she's lucky) gets the occasional slave to pay her for the honour of doing her vacuuming.

Princess. That's what the club calls me. I'm not frilly, into pink, or expect a man to woo me with chocolates and flowers. I don't need candlelit dinners and long walks on the beach. I'm not the girl you take home to your parents. I like wild, fun, and good times. I'm the kind of girl you put on the back of your bike and ride through the night...in more ways than one. I like the wind in my hair and the open road before me. I was born a biker princess and I'll be one until the day I die. The man in my life can try to tame me, but he'll have one hell of a fight on his hands.