Blurb:
It's Halloween and Lucy's husband Graham has once again
disappeared with his red haired mistress. But, before Odessa's rendezvous with
her beloved, she does the unthinkable and takes her daughter–the child fathered
by Graham– trick-or-treating at Lucy's house.
Lucy is a distraught until she gets another unexpected knock
on her door. It's Mark Lewis, her husband's co-worker and the one man she's
never been able to resist.
What's the harm in just one more illicit night with Mark?
Lucy deserves that much, or does she?
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About the Author:
Jezebel Jorge is a practicing witch, medium, and a Reiki
light worker. She describes her genre as Witch Lit - Sizzle and spice and some
things Not so Nice.
Unlike most authors, the Voices running amok inside her head
are sometimes spirits reaching out to tell their stories from the other side.
Ghosts like to embellish just as the living, but there is usually a bit of
truth entwined within her fictional stories.
She lives in Nashville, TN with a spoiled rotten Golden
Retriever / Great Pyrenees mix named Harry Potter and Odessa, a very vocal
Spirit Guide with an affinity for snakes.
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Excerpt:
“Slow down,” she shrieked, and not from pleasure. “You’re
hurting me.”
“What’s the matter? I thought you liked my big dick.” He
stopped moving and grabbed her by the chin, forcing her to look at him. “I’m
sorry you’re used to Graham’s puny little wee wee.”
She pushed away his arms, barely moving until her pussy
adjusted to the girth of his cock. “Let’s leave Graham’s dick out of this.”
“As tight as you are, I’d say he hasn’t gotten anywhere near
your pussy since the last time I had it. Four years is a long time to go
without getting any from the wifey.”
“Not that it’s any of your business, but it’s closer to four
months than four years.”
“If I had a wife as hot as you I’d be hitting it every night
I came home.”
His hand went to her sex and she started to relax as his
fingers expertly maneuvered to just the right spot. She closed her eyes,
rocking back and forth on his dick while his fingers rubbed away her
inhibitions.
“I’m guessing he still couldn’t find your clit even if I
drew him a map.”
Lucy slapped him across the face. She looked at her stinging
hand, as surprised as he’d been by the blow.
Still working her clit, he used his other hand to pinch her
nipple. “You want to play rough?” he asked, “I’ll gladly oblige.”
She tilted back her head, savoring the quick jolt of pain.
That pinch unleashed something in her. She ground harder against him using his
cock for her own satisfaction. His dick might have been a dildo for all she
cared, and she used it as if it were. He seemed to approve, meeting her thrust
for thrust, while still working over her clit with his finger.
Lucy leaned forward offering him her breast. He teased her
at first, taking her right to the edge by lapping at her tits before biting
down into the pale flesh of her left breast just below her heart. It was as if
something snapped all the way to her very core. It wasn’t just an orgasm it was
an awakening of sensations.
She froze for a moment, so in awe was she of how damn
gorgeous he looked lying there beneath her. Their first time he’d been baby
faced and handsome in a way that made young fans swoon as he battled her evil
husband and his even nastier brother. By then she’d stopped going to the
matches with Graham, but she’d occasionally watch the highlights on TV, drawn
to the all American good looks of the man who fought her husband in the ring.
She knew enough to know that outside the ring they all got along. She wasn’t
that naïve after all, but she enjoyed that suspension of disbelief as much as
any fan buying a ticket to the matches.
Mark smacked her ass, urging her to keep riding his cock.
She gladly obliged, trailing a hand across the plain of his chiseled abs as she
arched her back and subdued him with the strength of her sex. There wasn’t
anything boyish about him anymore. As he’d matured into his thirties his body
had taken on a harder edge and he’d bulked up with more muscle. It wasn’t just
his body, Mark had a tough mysteriousness about him that Graham had never
possessed.
It had to be that drink, she thought as she marveled over
just how beautiful Mark had become. Sex with him had always been amazing. But
this, this was sensation to the extreme. She could almost feel her lust for him
pulsing through her veins. It was like nothing she’d ever experienced before.
Nothing. It was all so very real, yet totally unreal.
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