Free Poppin' Her Hood (Deflowering Virgin Erotica) by Kayla Calvert

An excerpt from Poppin’ Her Hood: A Deflowering Tale
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    Her hands caressed over his sides, letting
them venture over his hips and to the small of his back. A small
smirk crossed her lips as they dared to go lower. Caressing over
his toned ass, she had to stop herself from giggling like a
schoolgirl. She squeezed tightly, pulling him closer against her in
a rather aggressive move. Already, she felt his stiffening member
pressing against her stomach through their clothes.
    She knew this was a bad idea, but it felt so
right. Nicole was never one to be caught up in the animalistic lust
of a situation. She had always been so calm, collected, and
detached from anything that even hinted at sexuality. But in this
moment, she didn’t care that she was defying all reason. She just
wanted him.
    The man moved his hands over Nicole’s neck.
His rough fingers were so delicate as they moved to the back of her
neck. His other hand stayed briefly at the other side of her neck
before sliding downward over her collarbone. Both hands began to
journey over her shoulders, trailing down her arms until they
rested upon her waist. It was so foreign to feel someone touching
her in such a romantic way like this. She had faith that she would
be able to stop making out with him at any time. This was just to
appease him so he would fix her car.
    He tilted his head slightly, pressing his
mouth more forcefully against hers. She realized it had been far
too long since she’d had any kind of lustful contact with another
person. She thought back to all the times that she had played with
herself in the shower, rubbing at her clit to get her off. She had
never even dreamed of any kind of penetration. She was going to
leave that for someone truly special someday. Certainly not this
stranger. She felt that she could do better—even if she was
completely wet from just making out with him while his hands rubbed
at her sides in such a loving way. Carnal images flashed through
her mind as she continued their passionate kiss. Suddenly, he
pulled away with a wry grin on his face.

Poppin ’ Her Hood:
    A Deflowering
Tale
    by Kayla Calvert
     
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Calvert
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Nicole glanced to the clock
on the dusty dashboard of her car. She had exactly two hours to
make it to her big interview with RGB Designs — the largest design firm on the east coast. Needless to say,
she was all smiles this morning.
    After years of internships,
putting together a portfolio, sending out resumes, reworking her portfolio, and more than a few
sleepless nights she finally received a call for an interview. It was a call
that she didn’t exactly expect since she only applied to RGB
Designs just to say she had done it.
    She lived about four hours away, but if she
could land this job it would all be worth it. And after the
interview, she had a fun day planned around shopping in the city. A
little retail therapy would help her blow off some steam after the
interview, which she was sure she would completely bomb.
    There was no time to dwell on the fun
afterward. She needed to make it there first, and she was only an
hour away right now. That meant she had two hours until the
interview. That gave her time to find the address, get a parking
spot,