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Reflecting Jesyca by Reese Gabriel
The last thing Jesyca needs to find on her doorstep a week before
Christmas is the sexy, handsome as sin cowboy, Mark Bristol.
Mark has already burned her too many times with his fiery one-night
stands and now he's got a new ace up his sleeve, in the form
of a pocket mirror which he claims proves the two of them are
meant to be together…forever.
Jes doesn't trust Mark to
turn over a new leaf. Nor can she trust her own body to resist
his advances long enough to sort
out his
incredible story of the magic mirror he won in a poker game
from an old medicine man. The answer lies in her own reflection,
but
she must believe in what she sees…
Reflecting The Future by Cricket Starr
John Forge is the station chief of a mining colony on a futuristic
Mars and all he wants a home and family…and Suzie Shelty,
the colony’s morale officer. Trouble is that while Suzie
might admit to being infatuated with the handsome captain, she’s
not so sure she believes in love. Fortunately she does believe
in holiday magic and with John’s help creates for the station
the first Christmas on Mars.
Suzie’s uncertainty and John’s unwillingness to compromise
could keep them apart. But a mirror that reflects the future—and
a certain jolly old elf—may yet make this Christmas the
first of many these two will enjoy.
“You know what this station needs,
John? We need a holiday!”
Caught in the middle of pulling off his shirt, John Forge paused
for a heartfelt sigh. Tugging the neckline down so he could see,
he glared at his morale officer, sitting blissfully nude on the
bed. In spite of his irritation he took a moment to admire her
petite form. For a small woman she really was curvy, just like
a surrogate should be.
Just like a surrogate should be. Everything about Suzie Shelty
was by the book, except that recently she couldn’t seem
to keep her mind on business. She was always bringing up off
the wall ideas during their twice a week morale building sessions,
a time when all he wanted to do was fuck. Most of the time he
didn’t mind that much. Listening to Suzie’s schemes
was sometimes as much fun as being in bed with her.
But tonight he had a lot on his mind and discussing ways to improve
other people’s morale wasn’t high on his list of
things to do. What he needed was his own morale taken care of.
“
Do we have to talk about this now?” he growled.
At his cross tone, her blue eyes widened. “No, Captain.
It can wait.”
Discarding his shirt and pants, John slid naked onto the bed
next to her. “How many times have I asked you to call me
John when we’re in bed?”
“
Lots,” she said brightly. “But section three, subsection
sixteen of the morale officer’s handbook specifically prohibits
me from using the first names of officers while practicing intimacy.”
John rolled his eyes. Suzie must have quoted that subsection
to him at least a hundred times in the past two years they’d
been “practicing intimacy”. He knew why the prohibition
was in place—to prevent what was supposed to be casual
intercourse from becoming serious.
Trouble was he was already pretty serious about his morale officer,
and damn it, he wanted her to call him by his first name!
Gathering her into his arms, he kissed her tenderly, putting
all of his so-far-unvoiced wanting into it. “Section four,
subsection ten also prohibits kissing, but you’re willing
to do that with me.”
Suzie smiled. “That’s because you kiss so very good…John.”
Anything that got her smiling and saying his name had to be repeated.
John kissed her again. This time her mouth opened beneath his
and accepted the thrust of his tongue deep inside. John experienced
the taste of Suzie, all warm like ginger and cinnamon, and inside
him a deep contentment grew, even as desire made his cock as
hard as iron against her.
She was his woman…for the next hour or so at least, and
so he could love her as much as he wanted. He just couldn’t
tell her that he loved her. If he did she’d slip out of
his arms and start another lecture on how “it wasn’t
real” and “every man felt like that about his morale
officer once in a while”.
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