|About the Book|
Chloe never thought that agreeing to help run a popsicle stand for a little extra money would turn into such a sexy affair! But the popsicle stand turns out to be not quite what Chloe thought it was. Its a good thing shes got quite the appetite.MoreChloe never thought that agreeing to help run a popsicle stand for a little extra money would turn into such a sexy affair! But the popsicle stand turns out to be not quite what Chloe thought it was. Its a good thing shes got quite the appetite. Enjoy all three wet hot stories together in a bundle and follow Chloe on her journey from poor college lab assistant to wild millionaire yacht pet!***EXCERPT***“Why don’t you get this gentleman a popsicle?” he asked. She smiled a little, bent and made a show of her tight little ass poking up to her customer’s eyes as she reached for the furthest possible popsicle in the cooler. She smiled and licked her lips as she handed it to him, and Mark waved him off before turning to her. “Well, how did you like it?”“Yummy,” she said, licking her lips delicately. “But I think I’m ready to try a different flavor.”Mark arched one eyebrow. Chloe felt her pussy grow wet again. She knew exactly what flavor she wanted to try next.“Come on,” she said, pulling him from his spot behind the popsicle cart to head back towards the trees. She was all business -- she knew what she wanted, and she was going to get it. She didn’t look back, didn’t wait to see if anybody saw them this time, didn’t linger behind him trying to feign that they were together. No, this time she was the one leading him into the woods, she was the one with her hands tangling in long hair, pulling the band off of his ponytail in one tug, freeing his shoulder-length hair to fall over his shoulders, liking the way his stubbled cheek felt against her bare neck. But she didn’t want to suck another cock, not quite yet at least. She wanted another flavor this time first. A flavor of her choosing, not his. He thought he was going to control her, but she could turn the tables on him. Could and would.“Fuck me,” she breathed into his ear, a thrill racing up her spine as she said the words. She could feel his cock harden against her as she said it, could feel the way his whole body warmed with heady desire. Well, that could wait. She was in charge this time. This time as she knelt on the ground, she was the one breathing hard and heavy. “Fuck me hard,” she moaned. Her pussy was dripping, she wanted him in her now, she needed him.His hands were on her then, practiced and needful. They were pulling at her shorts, unbuttoning them with deft fingers, shrugging them off her body and down to the ground, revealing her lime green panties beneath, soaked straight through.“Naughty girl,” Mark tsked lightly with his tongue. And then his mouth was busy, so busy, nibbling his way down her back as she knelt on all fours. His body was heavy against hers, and the weight of him bearing down on her turned her on even more. She could feel her nipples growing hard underneath her crop top and bra, and she wanted him to fuck her dammit, fuck her hard like the naughty girl she was. Fuck, was he teasing her? His mouth was nibbling at her bare skin, tugging at her panties, pulling them down so they were tight tight tight against her ass cheeks.