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Don’t Look Back #53 (10.2) by Julie Lynn Hayes
Rhonda’s eyes narrowed, and she pursed her overly red lips as though she’d just eaten something extremely bitter. She drew back her hand, and Marshall flinched. He felt Lee’s muscles tense, and he just knew all hell was about to break loose once Lee got to her. But Roy acted more quickly. He caught Rhonda’s hand in his own and pulled her to her feet. She screeched indignantly before she yanked her hand back and stormed out of the house in a huff, screaming over her shoulder that they’d be sorry, and they hadn’t heard the last of her. Roy followed her to the door. His voice was too low-pitched for Marshall to catch whatever he was saying. Moments later, he returned to the family room.
“I think I managed to put the fear of God into her. She won’t be coming back here to bother you.”
“Thank you,” Lee said. “I don’t know what we’d do without you, Roy.” He drew Marshall closer as he spoke, holding him securely against his body. “Did you hear anything from the Attorney General’s office?”
Demon: Chapter 8 by Nephy Hart
My beloved’s whimpers, tickling my chest, cause my cock to jump, and I have to shift my hips to ease the pressure on my tight balls. I want nothing more than to bury myself in him, but I have to be careful. He is untouched and I will not have his first time sullied by my lack of control. Our bodies are slick with soap, so it’s easy to slide around until he is on top of me. He raises his head and licks his lips. The tip of his tongue running over the plump rosiness enchants me, and steals all thoughts but those of kissing him. Thrusting my hand into his wet hair, I draw him close and kiss him fiercely.
Evans Woodworking: Chapter 9 by Jim Dunaway
The judge placed a memory card into his viewer and reviewed all of the facts regarding the case in front of him. Privately, the judge thoughtwith all the improvements to the criminal justice system, the old-fashioned court system is still the most effective way to deal with criminals. “Will the prosecuting attorney please make her opening remarks?”
“Thank you, Your Honor. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, my client, Mr. Ethan Evans was the victim of a hit-and-run. He suffered a broken back, fractured pelvis, multiple trauma injuries and a hole cut into his skull.
At Full Speed #17 by Chris T. Kat
They ate their meal without talking most of the time. To Jake’s surprise, the atmosphere wasn’t strained in the least, and he had no desire to rack his mind to come up with a topic. Usually the men he’d been with expected him to entertain them—in any way possible. Though, come to think of it, there hadn’t been a lot of situations like this.
Bruce’s fork clinked on his empty plate, causing Jake to jump. “Sorry, Jake. What did you dream about?”
“Dream?” Jake echoed in confusion.
Bruce’s lips tipped upward at the corners, easing Jake’s anxiety. “You looked like you were dreaming with your eyes open.”
Fortitude: Part Thirty-seven by Cia Nordwell
“I really don’t like being down here,” Teddy said.
“There’s no such things as ghosts.”
“But it’s dark.” Teddy was right behind me, nearly treading on my heels with every step.
“It’s always dark inside a cave; the fact that it is dark outside doesn’t really change that.” Still, I sent a little more power to the lantern I held to light up the area around us. “Better?”
“Not really. I really don’t want to go out there, either.”
We were nearly through the tunnel leading out of the city. We’d had to wait for darkness to enter the cave.