After a tragic accident that plays on an endless loop in her mind, wild child Kate Jolie died inside. She now functions only through her rigid, ironclad routine, which keeps her mind and soul in check – balancing her in a dangerously precarious position between life and death.
Rocker and Master's student Sam North knows no limits and seeks out every challenge to conquer and defy. With his cocky grin, piercings, colorful tattoos, undress-you bedroom eyes and magnetic sex appeal, he has no trouble finding women to warm his bed. When he spies his new professor, the gorgeous Ms. Jolie, she’s just another summit he wants to climb in order to reach its peak. But as he begins to catch glimpses of her soul, she becomes his Everest.
Kate Jolie is the only woman who wants nothing to do with Sam North - and the only woman he can’t do without.
Rocker and Master's student Sam North knows no limits and seeks out every challenge to conquer and defy. With his cocky grin, piercings, colorful tattoos, undress-you bedroom eyes and magnetic sex appeal, he has no trouble finding women to warm his bed. When he spies his new professor, the gorgeous Ms. Jolie, she’s just another summit he wants to climb in order to reach its peak. But as he begins to catch glimpses of her soul, she becomes his Everest.
Kate Jolie is the only woman who wants nothing to do with Sam North - and the only woman he can’t do without.
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"Sam pushed the
button for the elevator. The doors separated and, as we stepped inside, Sam
dropped the bag to the floor, spun me into the empty elevator, pinning the hand
he was holding up against the wall over my head while his other hand stilled my
hip. Playing out the sexy song we’d been listening to, he captured my tongue
and kissed me drunk. He slid his hand up and cupped my breast. I tried lifting
my leg to put it around him, but the skirt constricted my legs. He noticed.
“Don’t move,
baby,” he instructed, stooping over a bit.
I heard a long,
loud RRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPP!
“Now, that’s
better.” He grazed his hot hand up the side of my thigh, then got a purchase on
the back of my leg, almost at my ass, and brought my leg up to his waist as he
pressed the black denim restraining his gorgeous erection into my soft, waiting
sex.
He had me moaning
as he worked my mouth and tongue again with his own and cradled my ass in his
hand as I held him with my leg. Seconds later, I felt his fingertips tickle
over my panties, making me melt into a delta as his touch sent electric pulses
through my core.
OH MY GOD! AND…
We were in a public elevator quickly rounding third base! AND … I didn’t
give a shit! My body was completely surrendered to him."
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