Entangled Desires
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Chapter 7 Seven img
Chapter 8 Eight img
Chapter 9 Nine img
Chapter 10 Ten img
Chapter 11 Eleven img
Chapter 12 Twelve img
Chapter 13 Thirteen img
Chapter 14 Fourteen img
Chapter 15 Fifteen img
Chapter 16 Sixteen img
Chapter 17 Seventeen img
Chapter 18 Eighteen img
Chapter 19 Nineteen img
Chapter 20 Twenty img
Chapter 21 Twenty-One img
Chapter 22 Twenty-Two img
Chapter 23 Twenty-Three img
Chapter 24 Twenty-Four img
Chapter 25 Twenty-Five img
Chapter 26 Twenty-Six img
Chapter 27 Twenty-Seven img
Chapter 28 Twenty-Eight img
Chapter 29 Twenty-Nine img
Chapter 30 Thirty img
Chapter 31 Thirty-One img
Chapter 32 Thirty-Two img
Chapter 33 Thirty-Three img
Chapter 34 Thirty-Four img
Chapter 35 Thirty-Five img
Chapter 36 Thirty-Six img
Chapter 37 Thirty-Seven img
Chapter 38 Thirty-Eight img
Chapter 39 Thirty-Nine img
Chapter 40 Forty img
Chapter 41 Forty-One img
Chapter 42 Forty-Two img
Chapter 43 Forty-Three img
Chapter 44 Forty-Four img
Chapter 45 Forty-Five img
Chapter 46 Forty-Six img
Chapter 47 Forty-Seven img
Chapter 48 Forty-Eight img
Chapter 49 Forty-Nine img
Chapter 50 Fifty img
Chapter 51 Fifty-One img
Chapter 52 Fifty-Two img
Chapter 53 Fifty-Three img
Chapter 54 Fifty-Four img
Chapter 55 Fifty-Five img
Chapter 56 Fifty-Six img
Chapter 57 Fifty-Seven img
Chapter 58 Fifty-Eight img
Chapter 59 Fifty-Nine img
Chapter 60 Sixty img
Chapter 61 Sixty-One img
Chapter 62 Sixty-Two img
Chapter 63 Sixty-Three img
Chapter 64 Sixty-Four img
Chapter 65 Sixty-Five img
Chapter 66 Sixty-Six img
Chapter 67 Sixty-Seven img
Chapter 68 Sixty-Eight img
Chapter 69 Sixty-Nine img
Chapter 70 Seventy img
Chapter 71 Seventy-One img
Chapter 72 Seventy-Two img
Chapter 73 Seventy-Three img
Chapter 74 Seventy-Four img
Chapter 75 Seventy-Five img
Chapter 76 Seventy-Six img
Chapter 77 Seventy-Seven img
Chapter 78 Seventy - Eight img
Chapter 79 Seventy - Nine img
Chapter 80 Eighty img
Chapter 81 Eighty-one img
Chapter 82 Eighty - Two img
Chapter 83 Eighty Three img
Chapter 84 Eighty Four img
Chapter 85 Eighty Five img
Chapter 86 Eighty Six img
Chapter 87 Eighty Seven img
Chapter 88 Eighty Eight img
Chapter 89 Eighty Nine img
Chapter 90 Ninety img
Chapter 91 Ninety One img
Chapter 92 Ninety Two img
Chapter 93 Ninety Three img
Chapter 94 Ninety Four img
Chapter 95 Ninety Five img
Chapter 96 Ninety Six img
Chapter 97 Ninety Seven img
Chapter 98 Ninety Eight img
Chapter 99 Ninety Nine img
Chapter 100 One Hundred img
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Entangled Desires

Gareth Adams
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Chapter 1 One

"Fuck, which room is it?" Blair inquired, her impatience gnawing at her.

"Two, zero, one."

She tottered alongside the hottie she'd picked up at Earl's Bar, gripping his arm. She was hot. She had an itch that needed to be scratched. And Alec-or was it Anders?-had given every indication that he'd be up for it.

He was more than willing, and he was also pretty sexy.

She examined a numbered plate before motioning left at the end of the corridor. "That way...Alec."

"It's Anders," he said, almost growling. "My name is Anders."

"Of course, sure. Let's go to the minibar, Anders."

As they rounded the corner, he placed his strong arm around her waist, virtually lifting her off the ground. "We've had enough to drink, there's more important cravings to satisfy, don't you think?"

She laughed, relishing the sensation of being pressed against his hot, firm body. She could feel the contour of his torso through his black cotton shirt, and gosh, she was going to be astonished when she saw it.

"Do you visit London frequently?" she inquired. Maybe they could meet up again if he was a decent shag.

"Occasionally." His tone was stern.

"So when are you next in town?"

They came to a standstill before room twenty-one. He took a key card from his black leather wallet. "Not for a while."

"Why? "Are you going on vacation?"

"Work." He pushed open the door with the flat of his palm. His brow was furrowed, and his black eyes were narrowed. He motioned for her to enter.

"What is it you do again?" He'd been evasive when she'd inquired before.

"I told you, security."

"Ah yes." She walked in, and the door shut with a thunderous click the instant she passed him.

She was locked up against him the next thing she knew. His mouth collided with hers, and he gasped, clearly relieved to be giving in to his wants.

Blair pressed in. He could taste the peaty whisky he'd just drank, as well as a hot, eager man. Her stomach clenched and her panties were dampened by a thrill-her barista job at Grind 'n' Go had long forgotten.

"Fuck, you're a sexy bitch," he muttered as he kissed her cheek and clasped her right breast over her top.

She was out of breath and her heart was pounding, so she kicked off her stilettos and went for his shirt, tugging it from the waistline of his black jeans with quick, frenzied movements.

"If you want to call a halt..." he blurted out, "say so now 'cause I'm nearly at the point of no return."

She yanked up his shirt.

"I don't want to call a halt, and if you stop, I'll kill you."

"Huh, you can try." He took a step back, removed his shirt, and tossed it into the velvety shadows. He dragged his belt through the buckle, shattering it.

Fuck! Her eyes were drawn down to his physique. He was in great shape. She'd struck gold. His shoulders and chest were broad, his biceps bulged, and his abs were as thick as a brick wall. On his right pec, he had a dark tattoo of a dagger with a snake coiled around the blade.

"Strip," he grumbled, shoving his trousers down his legs. His Calvin Klein boxers were black as well. "Unless you want your clothes ripped to shreds."

Blair didn't need to be reminded twice. She pulled her electric-blue silk shirt off and shoved at her leather trousers. When they took longer to remove than she had planned, she felt a feeling of frustration wash over her.

But he was there, hunched over and pulled on them, yanking them over her toes.

"Jesus," he said with a sigh, "I've been hard as a rock this last hour in the bar." He swung his arms around her waist, her bra pressing against his chest. "Damn, uncomfortable if I'm honest."

"I hope you'll stay hard for a while longer," she whispered, running her hands through his short, spiky hair.

"Don't worry, I haven't got any stamina issues." He flashed a seductive grin. "Never had any complaints either, Clare."

"Blair."

He laughed. The bastard had spelled her name incorrectly on purpose.

The drapes weren't completely closed, and a pencil of buttery London light flowed over the white bedcovers. He tossed her onto the bed, immediately falling over her and kissing her again.

His weight was enticing, and his body heat warmed her skin. She spread her legs, allowing him to nestle between her thighs. They communicated through their pants. Her chest groaned with yearning as she felt his cock, huge and steely.

"Fuck me." Her claws dug into his shoulders as she held them. "I need it."

"You're a wild little thing, you know that?" He took off her bra and ducked to get her right breast into his lips.

"I have been...told that before." His warm, wet tongue laving sent scorching tingles of ecstasy across her flesh.

"You've been told before that you're wild, naughty, and reckless?" He moved on to her other breast.

"Reckless?"

"You don't know who I am." I may be a kooky son-of-a-bitch with nefarious motives."

"That's what I'm hoping for."

For a split second, he raised his head and locked his sight with hers, his eyes sparkling in the strip of light and his breathing fast. "Such risk-taking deserves a spanking."

"Fuck me first." She smiled. The man was attractive in a rugged, capable, and totally masculine sense. She'd gotten extremely lucky tonight.

"You got it."

A ripping sound was followed by a tightness around her hips. Her pantyhose had perished.

"And it's Anders, remember," he remarked as he took off his boxers. "For when you're screaming my name in a few minutes."

"Just get on with it...oh..."

He tugged her right leg up, wrapping it around his forearm. His condom-covered cock's head nudged her in. As he looked down at her, a muscle in his cheek flexed.

She was holding her breath. Her dripping pussy fluttered. He wasn't going to be delicate; instead, he was going to push in hard and fast, filling her with cock.

It was just what she was looking for.

"Lord have mercy," he grumbled before driving in with a strong, purposeful thrust of his hips that filled her with one slick ride to full depth.

She screamed, enjoying the nip of agony that came with the deep penetration.

He groaned, his muscles as unyielding as concrete, long and low. "Ah fuck, you feel good."

"So...so do you."

He backed up, almost got out, then rammed home again.

Her lungs were being cleared of air. He was enormous and strong, and she was trapped beneath him.

            
            

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