Freshman by Madison Faye
Published by Self-Published on February 16, 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Erotic, Romance
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I’m going to be her first - no matter what.
She’s the sweet temptation from down the street. My buddy’s little girl. I watched her grow up, but now I’m obsessed with taking her, claiming every part of her, and making her mine.
I know it’s wrong as hell. She’s off-limits and totally innocent, but I can’t tame my desire for her, not when one blink of those wide eyes gets me hard as a rock.
She ignites something inside of me, something that won’t be tamed and won’t be f*cking stopped. I’m going to be her first, and claim every single part of her. I’m going to breed her and make her mine, and I don’t care who knows.
College is for firsts…
He’s my forbidden fantasy, the unbelievably hot retired rock star next door. He looks at me like I’m already his, and it’s hard to ignore the pure, raw need he brings in out in me.
I’ve been saving my v-card until college for the right man, but I know it’s a matter of time before I let him take it all, even if he’s more than twice my age.
Then again, there’s my best friend - my other half, my confidant. We’ve done everything together our whole lives. Can I really lose it without her? And what happens when “friends” turn into so much more?
What happens when you’ve got urges and feelings like this for two people?
*For a limited time, this standalone EXTRA steamy romance (approx. 60,000 words) comes with a FREE BONUS BOOK! "Legal: A First Time Novel" begins right after "Freshman" in this book*
Wow. So. How did we end up here? O_O
Freshman was one of the three free books in the back of Twice Driven.
Freshman (like Twice Driven) sounds like an Alexa Riley book. It is not. What Freshman is is poorly edited. And filled to the brim with many, many paragraphs littered with many, many italics. FML.
And so I dressed to kill the next night when we were heading over to his house for dinner. Again, nothing overtly slutty – not like I even owned anything like that – but I did make sure I was looking completely irresistible. And of course, it was all for Jake. I let my hair down, wore a very pretty loose-fitting, strappy tank-top, and opted out of a bra; hey, there had to be some perks to not having big boobs. I put on one of my smaller, but again not slutty pleated skirts which showed off my long, tanned legs, and then grinned as I pulled a very small, very slutty sheer black lacy thong up my legs and snug across my slit. I’m not saying dinner at Jake’s house with my whole family and Karen – his fake date – was the perfect opportunity to try and seduce him again, but I was also running out of time and I knew I had to make something happen.
WHAT human female refers to her vagina as a slit???!? Or as “my tight, virgin slit“???????!? *gag* Or actually uses the words “hot, potent seed.” FFS.
And just like that, I felt the very last shred of willpower drop from my face.
The last shred of reading willpower I had dropped from my face.