Sergio's Redemption (MF)

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 16,000
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Fresh out of jail, Sergio De Luca has one thing on his mind—repairing the broken pieces of his life. When he walks into Landi’s pizza parlor looking for work and runs into his high school tutor, his plans change. The brainy beauty Enid had once come to life in his room. Keeper of his secrets, she saw the man behind the rebellious all-star football player. When the flames of passion rise once more he begins to seek her submission.

The only girl in a large Italian family, Enid’s been smothered and overprotected to the point of boredom and complacency. Until the bad boy who’d taken her virginity walks back into town. Older, wiser, and commanding, Sergio snares her in his web, infusing her with self-confidence as he awakens a side of her she never knew. The more she gives herself over the more she discovers who Enid Landi has always been.

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking, public exhibition

Sergio's Redemption (MF)
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Sergio's Redemption (MF)

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 16,000
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Her heart and body remembered and craved the boy who’d left. Had she waited for him all these years? She’d pondered what could’ve been for a long time, and despite claiming herself over it, she hadn’t been able to muster up the emotions for another. The boys thrust at her by her parents, friends, and various church members never seemed like a good fit. After a slew of disastrous first dates, she’d opted out of the dating game, and focused on everything else that made her happy. It’d gotten her out of college a year early, and working as a lead manager. Not too shabby.

With a fresh cup of joe, she headed back into the office and began lining up papers. In the role of manager, she felt safe. Her emotions remained securely lashed up, contained in her suitcase of issues shoved in the dark corner of her mental closet.

Thirty minutes, too many pages, and a video later they left the small space to do a tour.

“I know you’ve been here a million times, but we have a few new additions, and it’s always different through the eyes of an employee.”

“I understand. I’m surprised you’re still here.”

“Really? You know I always wanted to be a manager.” She arched her eyebrow.

“I know. I just figured you’d be enticed away.” He gave a half smile.

“By what, or who?”

“Some guy from out of state. I figured you’d be married by now.”

“Far from it.” She snorted. “I’m single. It’s kind of hard when you’re related to a good portion of the town, and the rest you’ve known since you were born.” You thought about me?

“I suppose I could see how that’d be true.” He tilted his head. “You know I’m single. Probably will be for a long time too.”

“Well, you’re busy trying to get back into the swing of things, it’s understandable.”

“I adore your glass half full philosophy, but we both know that’s not why. In a town this small, I’m going to be shunned, avoided, and whispered about like a leaper. The local tale of what not to do.” He sneered.

“So, why come back?”

“Because I owe it to my Mom. She’s … she’s not doing too well, you know.” He shrugged, drawing her attention to his pecs. Drool threatened to form in the corner of her mouth.

“I know, I’m sorry. I always liked her.”

“The feeling’s mutual. She said to tell you hi. I know she’d love it if you visited.”

“I will. It’s been awhile since I last saw her.”

“You visit my mom?” His voice wavered.

“I stop by from time to time. We have a cup of coffee and talk.” The admission made her uncomfortable, and she cleared her throat. “So we’ll start the tour in the kitchen since that’s where you’ll spend the majority of your time.” She hurried through the double doors, eager to leave the feels threatening to rise between then behind.

“No, you don’t get to do that.” His large hand wrapped around her upper arm, stopping her in front of one of the metal tables. “Drop a bomb like that and continue like it never happened.”

“S-Serg.” She trembled as the heat from his hand transferred to her arm. Her breasts grew heavy, and she bit the inside of her lip to prevent her whimper from escaping.

“I tried to forget about what happened between us, Enid. But we both know I’ve never been skilled at following the rules. You’ve been the leading lady in my fantasies for the past four years. I’d lie on the tiny bed, stroking my cock and imagining I was hilt deep in your tight pussy.”

She gasped. Rivers of liquid flooded her underwear, and her core throbbed. It’d been forever since she’d had sex, and too long since her last round of self love. He pressed her back into the metal shelf. The cold surface biting into her back did nothing to distract her from the intense heat rolling off his large body, or the bulge in his jeans.

“Do you like that thought of that, E? Have you thought about us over the years?” Her legs parted of their own will and he grinned. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He gripped her hips and lifted her onto the counter, wedging between her legs. His strong hands yanked her ass to the edge, and she clutched his forearms to keep her balance as he ground against her. Unable to resist his lure, she moved with him.

“Are you wet for me, Enid?”

“Damn you, yes.”

“Lean back.”

She laid her arms against the cool metal, tensing in anticipation of his next move.

“There’s only one thing I’ve dreamed about more than your pussy.” He leaned forward and brushed her lips with his own. “These lips.” He nipped at her bottom lip and growled. “You still smell like roses and taste like sunshine.” The words were delivered with a sandpaper rough quality she found oddly appealing. He traced her lips with his tongue and plunged inside, winding his fingers in her ponytail as he ate at her mouth.

They came together, a fury of lips and teeth as they turned their heads this way and that to deepen the exchange. Enid brought her legs up to wrap around his slim hips, and rose off the surface, riding him hard. Her eyelids drifted closed. A sensual cocoon encompassed them. The jingle of the bell echoed in the quiet restaurant.

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