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There are two men in my life.
I’m marrying one, want to screw the brains out of another, and by the time this story is over you may want to kill someone.
The choices are still pending...
A NO CHEATING standalone you need to read sitting down.
The choices are still pending...
A NO CHEATING standalone you need to read sitting down.
Excerpt
“When drowning, one grabs the first lifeline thrown without regard to
who holds the rope.”
James silences his blaring alarm clock in the early morning darkness of our
bedroom. He falls back on the bed with a sigh as I face the wall, feigning sleep.
Not moving a muscle, I wait for what comes next. He’ll either get out of bed or
climb on top of me. When I sense a slight movement from his side of the bed, I
hold my breath.
“Come here, Harlow.” His hand curls around my waist and he rolls my body
over to face him. Morning sex it is. He pushes away the tangled bed hair covering
my eyes as I blink the sleep from them. “There’s my beautiful girl.” He kisses my
forehead with a soft brush of his lips.
“Morning,” I reply in a sleepy, hoarse voice. He pulls down the twisted covers
and exposes our naked bodies. His gaze travels over me, lingering on his favorite
spots—ones he knows very well.
“What a sight to wake up to.” He hovers above my body and looks down at
me with hooded eyes. “My day is always better when I start it inside you. Now,
spread those long legs so I can fuck you.”
who holds the rope.”
James silences his blaring alarm clock in the early morning darkness of our
bedroom. He falls back on the bed with a sigh as I face the wall, feigning sleep.
Not moving a muscle, I wait for what comes next. He’ll either get out of bed or
climb on top of me. When I sense a slight movement from his side of the bed, I
hold my breath.
“Come here, Harlow.” His hand curls around my waist and he rolls my body
over to face him. Morning sex it is. He pushes away the tangled bed hair covering
my eyes as I blink the sleep from them. “There’s my beautiful girl.” He kisses my
forehead with a soft brush of his lips.
“Morning,” I reply in a sleepy, hoarse voice. He pulls down the twisted covers
and exposes our naked bodies. His gaze travels over me, lingering on his favorite
spots—ones he knows very well.
“What a sight to wake up to.” He hovers above my body and looks down at
me with hooded eyes. “My day is always better when I start it inside you. Now,
spread those long legs so I can fuck you.”
I part my legs and my day begins…
About The Author
USA Today bestselling author, Liv Morris, was raised in the Ozark Mountains of Missouri. She now resides on the rock known as St. Croix, USVI with her first and hopefully last husband. After relocating twelve times during his corporate career, she qualifies as a professional mover. Learning to bloom where she's planted, Liv brings her moving and life experience to her writing.
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