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His Naughty Lessons

[ Warning: High Heat Alert ] “Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.” Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy. Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life. What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes? -------------- Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned! -------------- Sneak Peek: He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered. Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told. Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”

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How to Eat a Popsicle

** Eli **

Being the gentleman he was, Eli bought them each a handmade popsicle from the stand, and they stepped away from the crowd for a break under a tree. The bars were stunningly pretty, swirled through with cream and slices of real strawberries and kiwis.

He soon learned, however, that he had made a terrible mistake.

"Wow, this is almost too pretty to eat." Harper regarded the popsicle with awe, turning it this way and that as if to admire it from all angles. "Do you think it'll taste as good as it looks?"

She flicked her tongue out and carefully licked the very tip of it.

The image was a bit strange. The popsicle was layered with a snow cap — a thick chunk of cream concentrated near the top — and when she licked it like that, the tip melted and dragged a streak of milky whiteness along her tongue before disappearing into her mouth.

"Mmm, this is good." She let out a satisfied sigh and did it again.