Release Date: March 2, 2015
Pepper Ryan grew up the troublesome, spoiled child of a rock god. With her less-than-stellar parentage, and the bipolar disorder that has plagued her existence, to say this little firecracker is a handful would be the understatement of the century.
Sammy Belle
spent more than half his life saving Pepper. He’d been her strength, her
sanity, and the protective brotherly figure she never wanted to have.
They were never meant to be
together.
They gave in anyway.
And
just when Sammy thought he had everything he wanted, Pepper ran.
Now
twenty-three, Pepper returns to Sugartown, a failed tattoo artist with one too
many screws loose who’s down on her luck, wielding an ice cream van as beaten
up as her heart.
Sugartown’s
most coveted bachelor has always been content with the quiet life he leads
until Pepper, the hellion from his past, returns to test his strength, his
patience, and perhaps even his sanity. But two can play at that game, and
Pepper is about to learn that Sam can give as good as he gets.
Can
this good country boy survive Pepper’s cruel city world, or will the whole
thing be put down to a bout of temporary insanity?
One
thing is for certain:
He’s crazy about her.
She’s just crazy.
Warning: Intended for an
18+ audience. Contains sexual content, oodles of profanity, a firefighter so
hot you may need a very cold shower, and one pink-haired crazy Harajuku girl.
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#1 Welcome to Sugartown
#2 Enjoy Your Stay
#3 Greetings from Sugartown
Sam
I squirt a little lotion from the bottle–Pepper’s expensive
stuff that smells like cupcake batter–and run my hand over the head of my cock,
and down the rigid length as I think about her in that dress. Then I think
about tearing off that dress, and covering her tattoos with my mouth as I take
her on the bathroom sink. I slide my cock in and out of my grip, imagining it’s
her perfect, wet pussy. Pinching my nipple hard, I picture her teeth clamped
down over the sensitive flesh.
I groan. My muscles tense, my balls shrink up close to my
body, and then my orgasm rips through me at the same time that the bathroom
door is flung wide. Pepper hobbles into the room, her hands clutching the hem
of her dress. I turn in an effort to hide the evidence from her, but my cock is
still spilling seed. Come hits the fan and flies off in all directions as I
grind out the last of my orgasm, and a final burst of semen spills from my
cock.
Fuck.
I don’t even have time to bathe in the afterglow because
Pepper is sending me death glares in the mirror and her mouth is twisted into a
sneer.
“YOU. GOT. COME. IN. MY. HAIR!”
I practically bust a nut laughing. Loud, unruly guffaws that
are so incredibly inappropriate right now that I’m afraid she might actually
hurt me.
“You got come in my hair!” She screams again.
“I’m so sorry.” I say, still howling with laughter.
“You got come in my hair ten minutes before my mother’s
wedding.”
While Sugartown may not
technically exist, Carmen grew up in a small Australian town just like it, and
just like her characters, she always longed for something more. They didn't
have an Elijah Cade, though.
If they did, you can
be sure she would have never left.
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