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Cowgirls Don't Cry (Rough Riders #10) Holiday Wishes (Heartbreaker Bay #4.5)

So what’s your plan? Try everything until you find something that interests me?

Jethro’s nostrils flared as he nodded, looking over his grandmother’s shoulder, removing himself from the conversation.Bonnie waggled her finger at me once more. Your arrival was meant to be celebrated. You were a gift for my son and grandsons. You were meant to be shared. Her lips spread broadly. Do you understand what I’m saying to you, child?

Twisted (Pretty Little Liars #9)

Yes, I knew what she referred to. Jethro had said as much when he made me crawl like a dog to the kennels. He’d said I was to be passed around. But it never happened.Even then…even when he was so awful, he was protecting me from worse.The sickness disappeared, replaced with an intolerable ache inside my heart.

Down the Aisle (Dare Me #2.5)

Yes, I understand what you’re saying.Bonnie Hawk sat back, dropping her bony hand. Good. You’d be wise to remember that. Remember that we have rules but freedom, guidelines but exceptions, but most of all, immunity against whatever we please to do.

Cut cleared his throat, moving forward and stealing the limelight. Enough. Snapping his fingers at his son, he ordered, Jethro. Ask the girl the question again.

My back tensed. The breeze died, untangling itself from my hair and letting it drape like a death shroud over my shoulders.Neither of us moved. I was too shocked to ask why.

Then, a noise hit my ears. A noise I wasn’t familiar with yet knew exactly what it was. Some primal part of me needed no confirmation, painting a vivid scene in my head of what Jethro was doing.My heart sped up as the rhythmic sound grew louder. His breathing came short and sharp, sending my skin prickling with knowledge.

Cold Reign (Jane Yellowrock #11)

My mind filled with images of him. I pictured his head tossed back, his chest rising and falling, and legs spread for balance. I bit my lip as I let my imagination wander, bringing into focus his strong fingers wrapped around his cock, punishing himself with a grip that worked up and down, up and down. Faster and faster.His breathing matched my sick daydream. My tummy clenched at the thought of him masturbating while I stood there prone, bleeding, and silent.

A soft groan decorated his harsh breathing as something hot and stinging splashed across my lower back.He moaned louder as another stream lacerated the cuts on my spine.

He grunted one last time as a torrid spurt marked my skin, seeping into my wounds like acid.My eyes shot wide as my lips thinned in repugnance. Like some crazed beast, he’d marked me with his cum. He’d respected my plea and not taken me, but he’d had to service himself.

I shuddered in the cuffs as Jethro’s forehead landed on the base of my skull. Fuck, you’re ruining me.The atmosphere changed instantaneously. It switched from abuse and debt payments to fragile and perplexed.

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