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Three Weeks 'til September

Published by: eXtasy Books

Author : Evelyn Starr

ISBN :00252

Page :40

Word Count :10000

Publication Date :2010-08-25

Series : #

Heat Level :

Available Formats : Three Weeks 'til September (pdf) , Three Weeks 'til September (prc) , Three Weeks 'til September (mobi)

Category : Contemporary Romance , Erotic Romance , Romance

  • Product Code: 00252

All that stands between Marianne Mulligan and freedom is three hundred dollars. To get it, she’s willing to do anything. Anything! And the only thing standing in her way is a decidedly interesting state trooper known only as Melbourne. A state trooper who might, if she plays her cards just right, be her ticket out at last.

Melbourne caught her before she fell. And then he held her, her weight dangling from the handcuffs, in that humiliating position. Held her with her head down and her rear end tilted all the way up, pressed firmly against what couldn't be anything but one of the most powerful erections she'd felt in almost three years of imagination's-the-limit experience with erections.

All kinds of erections.

He held her for a minute suspended halfway between face-first in the back of his car and what she liked to call 'back-door service' when her clients requested it. "You're a whore," he said, and she couldn't be sure his tone was quite so disapproving now that he'd taken a little sample of her. "Cavern Lake doesn't approve of whores. Cavern Lake doesn't tolerate them."

"But you…" Marianne's hair had started to come loose. She'd never really mastered the art of pinning it up in a way that would make it stay through any kind of exertion, and one limp lock straggled down across her face and annoyingly into her eyes. "I'm not…"



Completely at Melbourne's mercy, she lurched forward on her uneven shoes, the loose heel snapping sharply as it let go completely.

"There's a reason," she protested, swaying against him now that the last little shred of her balance had been destroyed. Swaying in a way that elicited reaction from the hard ridge of flesh pressed to her backside. "There's a reason for everything, and if you'd only listen…"

She had to stop then. Had to gulp back a cry of pain and shame as Melbourne thrust her away from him with a quick and rough gesture that said he'd only just realized what he was doing and was disgusted by it. The force of the shove sent her sprawling into the car, face first across the seat with her nose pressed against prickly and stained upholstery and her rear end still sticking up, her rear end perfectly poised for…

Marianne closed her eyes. Bit her lip and prepared for the first entry experience had told her would be painful.

Just a second or two of pain, and then…

But Melbourne surprised her.

"Sit up," he ordered and just stood there, one hand on the door, watching as she struggled to comply. It wasn't easy without hands to help her, but somehow, by twisting her body in all sorts of ways she usually twisted it beneath or on top of some customer, she managed. Biting back cries of pain from her damaged shoulder and outraged wrists, she managed to wriggle her way upright in the middle of the back seat, her hair almost completely down and her chest heaving in a way that strained the rumpled fabric across it even more.

She managed to sit up, only to discover her skirt had scooted up high over her thighs in the process. It had scooted so high and so far, in a way so revealing that even she…a nineteen-year-old whore with several years of valuable experience…found herself blushing.

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