Red carpet. Backstage. VIP all the way, baby. When you're the prince of Hollywood, and everyone wants a piece of the action. I've got paparazzi stalking my every move, and supermodels lined up to spread their legs for a shot at fame. But this girl is different. She's been hired by the studio to kee
Booty Call
✍ Scribed by Booth, Ainsley
- Book ID
- 108901561
- Publisher
- Amazon Digital Services LLC
- Year
- 2016
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 91 KB
- Series
- Forbidden Bodyguards 2
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
✦ Synopsis
Forbidden Bodyguards #2
standalone sequel to Hate F*@k
256 pages
I know what I�m doing when I text Scott at four in the morning.
He knows what I�m doing, too.
That�s why he shows up twenty-three minutes later, freshly showered with a condom in his pocket and a barely dissolved breath mint on his tongue.
I smirk as he looms over me. �You are such a dirty old man.�
�We need to stop doing this.�
�Why?�
�Because you�re twenty-one and I�m not. Because I want to take you on a f***ing date and you won�t. Because we wind up yelling at each other half the time.�
�But the rest of the time you�re inside me and it feels so good, right?�
His eyes darken and I don�t need to look down to know he�s hard for me.
*** THIS IS A STANDALONE BOOK, CONNECTED TO THE HORUS GROUP SERIES ***
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