Play With Me, Baby
(Elle Christensen & Rochelle Paige)
*A Yeah, Baby Novella*
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Review by: Amy E
Rhys, is the dream. Tattooed, pierced, successful, generous, and isn't giving it to every woman he meets. Macy is a fierce and fiesty red head that doesn't take any crap from anyone.
I love these two together because even though they have very different personalities they fit together perfectly. They storyline flowed with the perfect amount of push and pull between them.
With surprise visits from series favorites like Weston and Aspen. This story was fun and flirty with the perfect amount of dirty thrown in.
Guy Rule: It's only stalking if you get caught.
Rhys Campbell doesn’t believe in love at first sight, until he sees Macy Holland in a coffee shop and finds himself stalking her across town… to a sex toy shop.
Macy isn’t sure what to think about Rhys, except that he’s sexy as sin in his custom suits and even hotter out of them with all his tatted up muscles. The sassy virgin finds herself quickly falling into his bed, but little does she know he’s playing for keeps.
Warning: If sexy heroes with tattoos and piercings make you want to bite your lip and do dirty things...read on.
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After getting ready for bed—wearing pajama pants I had to dig out of the back of my closet since I usually slept naked—I decided to look in on her and make sure she was comfortable and had everything she needed.
I knocked on the closed door and waited, then tried again. When I still heard nothing I assumed she was asleep, but a small part of me was worried that she might have slipped and fallen in the bath or been a victim of some other calamity. Flimsy excuse.
Quietly, I turned the knob on the door and pushed it open. Her light was still on and a hasty glance at her bed showed it was empty. “Macy?” I called, walking fully into the room. The bathroom light was on and the door was wide open, so I padded over to it. Just as I reached the entrance, I froze in mid-stride. Every nerve in my body coiled tight, unable to move. Except my cock which was rapidly growing and hardening.
Macy was just slipping my shirt over her head and before it fell, I got a glimpse of all that was underneath. High, rounded breasts that would fit so well in my hands, pink nipples that made my mouth water. A slender torso, nipped in waist, and a belly button that had my tongue itching to lick around it. Her hips flared out just enough to be perfect for a tight grip while she was thoroughly fucked from behind. Toned, sexy legs, and my jaw practically dropped to the ground at the sight of her smooth, bare pussy.
Son of a fucking bitch! I mentally screamed at the fucking garment that was hiding all that perfection.
ABOUT FIONA DAVENPORT
Hello! My name is Fiona Davenport and I'm a smutoholic. I've been reading raunchy romance novels since... well, forever and a day ago it seems. And now I get to write sexy stories and share them with others who are like me and enjoy their books on the steamier side. Fiona Davenport is my super-secret alias, which is kind of awesome since I've always wanted one.