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WILL YOU KEEP GOING?

AUTHOR'S POVAbout an hour later, Mitch's car was parked outside his home. Inside the house, the air was filled with loud moans and the heavy slaps of Mitch's hips slamming against Gabi's ass, while her loud, breathy moans turned into guttural cries as his thick cock plunged in and out of her dripping pussy."Fuuuuck, yes!—yes!"Gabi moaned shamelessly, face pressed into the mattress, ass up high as he railed her doggy-style. Her pussy gripped him like a vice, creamy arousal coating his shaft and dripping down her thighs with every brutal thrust. Mitch had one hand fisted in her blonde hair, yanking her head back, while his other hand reached underneath to roughly squeeze and slap her swinging tits, pinching her hard nipples between his fingers."God, your pussy is gripping me so fucking tight," Mitch growled, grinding deep and rolling his hips in slow, powerful circles that made her whimper. He could feel every ripple and flutter of her inner walls around him. Then he slapped her ass

POOR GUY

"Good thing I didn't tell him about Lena and the biker guy currently at the café. Why would he go after her when I can just distract him by keeping him by my side? She can have the jobless pretty guy anyway. I can keep the older, handsome man with a job. When Mr Mitchell asked why I was so determined to see him divorce Lena, I confessed that I like him and that I can be a better replacement for Lena. Honestly, I didn't expect him to invite me to his house for sex!But whatever—I was happy. My plan was working pretty well for me, so I couldn't turn down his request. Poor guy must be very frustrated, being sex-starved by his wife while he remained royal and faithful to her. No wonder he fucks so aggressively, like a starved man imprisoned for years away from women. I just hope Lena actually comes home at this point so I can tell her a piece of my mind."Gabi told herself.Just then, Mitch grabbed both of her wrists, pinning them behind her back with one powerful hand while the other spa

STRANGE FEELING

LENA'S POV My shift was supposed to end at 1 p.m, but somehow I was still at the café by 4 p.m. I had texted Mitch about two hours ago to inform him I decided to help my boss and stay until evening. I haven't received his reply yet. I stood there wiping the same spot on the counter for the third time, my eyes on Tarzan. The way he moved between the tables—packed with giggling groups of young women in the café—and how gentle and careful he attended to them made me feel some kind of bitterness in my chest. I hate that strange feeling. Those girls had been there for hours, laughing and ordering refills they didn’t need, with their eyes glued to him like he was their main course. For the very first time since I have worked at this café, single women heavily outnumbered couples. The new hot waiter. Tarzan had volunteered to be a waiter on duty today—the only male worker in the café. I tried to talk Helen out of it, but she was all about gains and profits. She knows having him a

INSECURE?

I was about to get busy with the muffins when a knock sounded on the door.“Lena,” Tarzan said softly.My whole body stiffened. A sudden, white-hot anger flared up inside me, burning away the calm I’d been pretending to have.“Is there any muffin left?” he asked.I didn’t look at him. I couldn’t. I completely ignored him, focusing every ounce of my energy on straightening an already-perfect row of blueberry muffins, my fingers trembling slightly.“Lena?”He stepped closer.I didn’t need to see him. I could feel the warmth of him radiating behind me, stealing the air from my lungs. I could smell him—that intoxicating scent of his cologne.“Hey… you okay? Did I do something wrong?”I stayed silent, my jaw clenched so tight it ached. My heart was a trapped bird, hammering violently against my ribs. Part of me wanted to spin around, grab him by that apron, and scream that I hated the way he made those women giggle and flirt with him. The other part—the rational part—was accusing me of be

I LIED

“I am not enjoying their attention… I even told them about us, when they asked if I had someone...” he said. I scoffed bitterly. “About us? What’s there about us?” He looked down. “Mama Bear and Papa Bear…” “Oh please, stop acting like a child. You sound ridiculous,” I muttered. “If you don’t like me interacting with the female customers, I will stop immediately,” he said. “Why would you stop?” I choked out, my voice cracking. “Do you think I’m insecure? That I’m jealous?” He looked down, a shadow crossing his face. “No. I don’t think you’re any of that. I mean… I’m not Mitch. You told me yourself you never got jealous. You said you wouldn’t care if I was in bed with someone else.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. “I lied.” His head snapped up. His eyes widened, and for a moment they looked almost comically large. His mouth hung open It took a minute for him to blink, then he covered his mouth as a deep, vulnerable pink flushed his cheeks. I looked down

TILL DAWN

Tarzan’s POVThe moment her mouth crashed on mine, shock exploded through me.For a split second, I froze with my eyes wide, heart slamming against my ribs like it wanted to break out and hand itself to her.Her hands fisted in my shirt, yanking me down as her mouth slammed against mine with a desperation that stole every thought from my head.Then the dam inside me shattered.I closed my eyes, growled low in my throat, and wrapped my arms around her so tightly that my right hand splayed across her back, pressing her against me until I could feel every frantic beat of her heart through her chest.My left hand dove into her hair, gripping tight, angling her head exactly how I needed.I kissed her back like the starving man that I was.I’d been holding this hunger inside for twenty-four years, and she had just ripped the cage open.I devoured her.My tongue pushed past her lips, claiming her mouth with raw, punishing need.Deeper.Harder.I’ve wanted this for so fucking long.Lena has n

GET A ROOM

A sudden tight feeling in my groin hit me so hard my knee almost buckled, along with a heavy, throbbing ache that pressed insistently against the front of my pants.I was hard... rock hard.Every beat of my heart seemed to pulse straight down there. I kissed her harder, devouring her little whimpers while my hand slowly slid down her body.Can I touch her there?My heart was racing as the question echoed in my head.Am I allowed to touch her like that?I traced her waist, her hip, then lower, giving her every chance to stop me. My palm brushed over her skirt, inching toward that sensitive area between her thighs.I paused right there, fingers hovering, waiting.She didn’t push me away.Instead, she gasped sharply into my mouth, her body jerking against mine. That tiny sound undid the last thread of my control.I brushed my fingers over her, pressing lightly against her. She felt so hot and wet down there.The realization made me groan into the kiss, my hips rolling forward instinctive

DON'T LAMENT YET

“Do I regret it?” Lena’s voice was barely a whisper, small and fractured. “Tarzan… I… I have a husband.” The words landed like a dull blade between my ribs. I was expecting that. My deepest fear, spoken aloud in the trembling space between us. Even after the heat of her mouth on mine, even after the way her body had softened and arched into me, she was still thinking of him. The pain was so sharp I couldn’t speak for a second. My throat tightened. I swallowed hard and rested my forehead against hers, eyes closed, breathing her in. “…It hurts, you know?” I whispered. My voice came out rougher, quieter than I intended. “That even after you kissed me like that… you’re still thinking about him. It feels like my heart is being squeezed in a fist.” I felt her breath hitch against my lips. “I’m sorry,” she breathed. “That should’ve stayed an inside thought.” A weak, shaky smile tugged at my mouth despite the ache blooming in my chest. “Lena, that doesn’t mak

HE'S CHANGED

LENA'S POV It was snowing heavily, thick white flakes drifting from the dark sky and melting the moment they touched the ground. Thankfully, the coat Tarzan bought for me wrapped around my body like a shield, keeping the freezing wind from biting through my skin. I hugged the giant bouquet of flowers he had gotten me that morning, my fingers tightening around the stems as anxiety twisted painfully in my chest. How am I supposed to explain any of this to Mitch? My heart had already been torn into two before I even realized it was happening. I glanced sideways at Tarzan. He walked beside me slowly—far too slowly for someone with legs that long. It was obvious he was adjusting his pace just so I could keep up with him. In one hand, he carried the two gift bags he had insisted on buying for me. His eyes shifted toward me briefly. He knew I was staring. Always so alert. He pulled down the black face gaiter covering the lower half of his face and flashed me a smile. W

LET ME CHECK

My chest tightened instantly. "Are you crazy?" I whispered harshly. "That would kill him. Mitch is very possessive. I can't do that to him." Tarzan's expression remained blank. "Very well," he said flatly. "Then I'll introduce myself." He started walking again. "Tarzan—what?!" I rushed after him. "What are you thinking? Snap out of it!" He wasn't even walking fast, yet I practically had to hurry to keep up. I glanced down at my legs miserably. Are my legs really this short? "Tarzan... please..." A shaky sob slipped from my lips before I could stop it. That finally made him pause. He turned back toward me, his gaze softening slightly. "I just need time to tell them about us..." He exhaled slowly. "Fine. I'll take the gifts and go back to my place." Relief instantly flooded through me. But then he added— "On one condition." I swallowed hard. "Which is?" "A goodbye kiss." My eyes widened. "That's not fair..." "We kissed an hour ago," he remi

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