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Claim Me Series Boxed Set (Vivian Wilde)

Claim Me Series Boxed Set by Vivian Wilde

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Samantha can always feel a pair of eyes on her every time she attends Misty's parties. None of her friends suspect it's Misty's dad.

From the upstairs window behind the safety of lacy drapes, Mr. Taykey feasts his eyes on Veronica. But all safe cards are thrown out the window when she ventures inside to use the restroom. Before she can shut the door, Mr. Taykey pins her against the vanity, his growing bulge pressed against something that had never had any intruders.

That is, until today.

Samantha learns that while she's not Mr. Taykey's only bedroom culprit, she is the only one who's been deflowered. When he invites her friends Gina and Ashley to play, her eyes lock on the floor, scared her leg up on the competition will be stripped from her.

Will she end the night victorious or be punished and humiliated,asked to hand over her crown?

Young and innocent Samantha can't get enough of Mr. Taykey, the man who took her virginity. Her thoughts wander in class, so much so that she must cross her legs under her desk to keep from embarrassing herself when class is dismissed.

When she can't bear another second, she decides to pay Mr. Taykey a visit on a weekday and finds her condition needs to be diagnosed.

Hopping up on the table, Mr. Taykey takes a deeper look at her symptoms. He reassures her and tells her to relax, but she knows her condition is serious. She demands his hands-on therapy and a deep, thorough exam.

What he unleashes from inside of her shocks both of them and they learn there is no pulling out.

Product type: EBook    Published by:     Published: 5 / 2016

No. words: 15000

Style: Erotic Anthologies, Young Adult Erotica

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Vivian Wilde
Copyright © 2015 Vivian Wilde

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events or locales is entirely coincidental.
Claim Me (Claim Me, Book 1)
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Copyright © 2015 Vivian Wilde. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof, in any form No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical without the express written permission of the author. The scanning, uploading, and distribution of this book via the Internet or via any other means without the permission of the author is illegal and punishable by law. Please purchase only authorized electronic editions and do not participate in or encourage electronic piracy of copyrighted materials.
Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

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Chapter 1
Misty’s sleepovers were always something to look forward to every Friday night. Her parent’s house was gigantic and they had all the amenities thirteen girls could possibly need. However, that didn’t stop some from having to go upstairs almost every sleepover.
They’d make up some silly excuse, saying the good bathroom was upstairs or they needed a refill on pop. But upon return, they looked more overjoyed than fizzy soda and a relieved bladder could give them. That’s because Mr. Taykey, Misty’s dad, had deflowered four of them the moment they stepped upstairs.
To my astonishment, none of them were ashamed of it.
“Shhh, shhh,” Gina said, looking around to make sure Misty wasn’t in ear shot. “Misty doesn’t know!”
“Wait, no, I don’t believe it,” I said, sitting atop of my folded legs.
“Oh, bee-lieve,” Gina said, emphasizing with huge eyes. “I can still feel the way he stretched me. He’s like the size of a cucumber, no joke.”
“Yeah, rumor says that he impregnated Tasha,” Ashley said. “That’s why her parents don’t allow her to come here anymore. They thought boys were crashing Misty’s sleepovers. Little did they know….”
I had to walk away. This was too much information to take in. Mr. Taykey, the man who brings us popcorn and lets us rent anything we want on DVR? Surely not. He’s so nice. Then again, he does have dreamy eyes every time a girl accidentally bends over or bounces her breasts a little too much.
Why hadn’t I heard of this before? No one told me. I guess I was the least desirable out of the thirteen of us.
“Chill, Lily,” Gina said. “You aren’t going to snitch on us, are you?”
“No, of course not,” I said. But deep down inside, I was jealous that I still had my V-card and they had lost theirs. Not to sound like a typical outcast, but they may have pretty faces but their souls were dark. Mom always told me good girls go farther in life, but I guess that’s because they just finish last. Literally.
From the moment the gossip group broke up and Gina took Ashley to ‘clean up,’ I made it a goal tonight to have Mr. Taykey. I wanted to see what all the hype was.
At eleven o’clock, tears began to strike my face. I don’t know if it was my exhaustion or the jealousy, but I made an excuse that the pizza hadn’t set well in my stomach and I didn’t want anyone else to suffer by using the downstairs bathroom. The girls, through their pinched noses and oh-so-gross faces, let me go.
Only Gina and Ashley had suspicions but they didn’t say anything. As for the other mystery girl who’d lost her virginity to Mr. Taykey, I wasn’t sure who it was and I couldn’t tell by the expressions returning my predicament.
I hobbled up the stairs, the closer I got to the top door the more my knees shook. I couldn’t hear anything in the distance and wondered if Mr. Taykey had already gone to bed satisfied tonight. That would a disappointment. But four orgasms in four different pussies? I would be exhausted too.
My hand met the knob and I eased it open. My eyes met a dark kitchen to the left, and an even darker living room to the right. Shutting the door behind me, I listened for any sign of activity. Vacant, just like between my thighs.
Tears clawed at the backs of my eyes once again. In order to busy myself, I retreated to the upstairs bathroom, making my lie a truth now.
In my blurry vision, my hand somehow found the faucet knobs. I splashed water on my face and quieted my sobs. Even with the door closed and the water running, girls were sneaky. They’d hear in they tried hard enough.
I squeezed my eyes shut so the soap couldn’t seep in and felt for the towel hanging at my left. That’s when I first heard it – a breathing that wasn’t my own.
The towel steadied against my face at the same time a deep breath consumed another pair of lungs.
I jolted upright and locked eyes with no other than Mr. Taykey, cock dangling out in the open by the shower.

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Vivian Wilde is an author of erotica and erotic romance. She specializes in older men, younger women titles with hot alpha Doms teaching their young submissives how to obey in seek of pleasure.


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