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Chloe
to start coming. Her whimpers turned into screams as they pistoned
in and out of her in tandem, working together to find the ultimate
pleasure.
    Jack stiffened beneath her and yelled out his
orgasm. His hot seed pulsed inside of her, and it wasn’t long
before Antoine’s come filled her other hole. Antoine collapsed on
top of her, but she was too elated to notice his weight. She was
safe and warm between her lovers, their cocks softening inside of
her.
    Antoine kissed the back of her neck and then
leaned down to kiss Jack. She watched as their lips touched
softly—lovingly—and their sighs were filled with happiness. Antoine
moved back and pulled out of her slowly. Jack rolled with her to
the side and did the same. She felt empty without them, but at the
same time fuller than she’d ever been. They shifted her so they
could pull back the covers and settle themselves on either side of
her.
    “That was amazing,” Chloe said sleepily.
“Maybe we could do it again soon.”
    “For the rest of our lives,” Jack said.
    Chloe smiled as she felt Antoine’s prick
already hardening against her thigh at the thought. Contentedness
settled over her heavy limbs, and for the first time in her
life—her body pressed between her two lovers—she felt as if she
were truly home.
     
     

 
     
    Here’s an excerpt of DOMINATING GRACIE. A new erotic
novella by Liliana Hart.
    Available Now!
     
     
     

Chapter One
     
     
    Gracie McGuire liked it rough.
    So you can imagine her disappointment when
her current lover continued to plunge in and out of her body with
all the enthusiasm and finesse of a lame horse put out to pasture.
Her lover’s sweaty, going-to-flab, body was a testament to too many
hours behind a desk, and his farmer’s tan was attributed to too
many business meetings on the golf course.
    John Johnson was a stud in the banking world,
but he was a dud in the bedroom.
    Gracie watched with detached amusement as he
gave a final thrust and groaned out a climax. His face mottled
bright red with the exertion of success and the veins in his
forehead bulged. She thought briefly of faking her own orgasm, but
decided he was already past the point of noticing that she hadn’t
been satisfied. At least he was starting to last a little longer.
She’d had time to go through her entire grocery-shopping list
before his Big Finish .
    “Oh, Gracie, you are one hot little number.
It just keeps getting better and better,” John panted, giving her
breast one last squeeze before he pulled out of her and discarded
the condom.
    “Mmmm,” she moaned and rolled her eyes. It
wouldn’t do any good to expound on his false virtues. His ego was
already inflated enough. Not to mention she was afraid if she
opened her mouth to speak she’d tell him how much she hated being
called a hot little number in that condescending Texas drawl. She
was a tax attorney for God’s sake, not an exotic dancer.
    John flopped down on the bed beside her and
was almost asleep before she’d turned onto her side to face him.
“Don’t forget we have that dinner tonight,” he mumbled. “There will
be a lot of important clients there.”
    “I know,” Gracie said, annoyance lacing her
voice. “You sent the invitation to my office a month ago. I’ll be
representing Decker, Deets and McGuire if I can live up to your
expectations. I might even make it through the night without
embarrassing you or my firm.”
    “Now, honey, don’t take that tone. You know
that’s not what I meant. Any man would be lucky to show up with an
intelligent, beautiful woman like you on his arm to an event like
this. You’ll make me proud. Just make sure you wear something
conservative.”
    Because I always dress like a slut at
business functions, you moron.
    “I have just the thing in mind,” Gracie said
in a breathy tone that would have done Marilyn Monroe proud and
fluttered her eyelashes. She leaned over John’s still form and bit
the lobe of his ear gently.
    “Now Gracie,