Strap-On and Square Up (eBook)

"I don't do careful," Kit whispers, twisting the apron string tighter. Rowan leans in close enough that she catches a dark, spicy scent cutting through grease and smoke. Her skirt creeps upward inch by inch. His cock strains against denim like it has a will of its own.

A supplemental compilation of role-reversal erotica. Diners, fire stations, churches, bedrooms. At a fire station, water blasts the ceiling and comes down as torrential rain while he pounds her against the rig, metal biting into her skin. Pastor Kit's sermon on temptation feels like a dare ? his cock throbs against his boxers behind the altar while she stands, heels clicking on hardwood. The pulpit strains under their weight, an unlikely altar of carnal devotion. In a bedroom, white knuckles brace against the wall and the roles are thoroughly cemented. The strap-on is the square-up. Every uniform is just wrapping.