| Author: | Velvet Gray | ISBN: | 9781311223043 |
| Publisher: | Velvet Gray | Publication: | July 14, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Velvet Gray |
| ISBN: | 9781311223043 |
| Publisher: | Velvet Gray |
| Publication: | July 14, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Brian Carlin has more important things on his mind than running from yakuza gangsters in Tokyo’s redlight district. The girl who’s body he lusts for. The girl at the other end of a send button. The skinny tomboy he never noticed. The best friend he hasn’t seen in years. Not until she invites him on a trip to Japan and he discovers she’s filled out and became smoking hot. Can he stop himself? Can he keep his desire under control? Or will Miko teach him she’s the one that can’t be stopped?
Excerpt:
Thinking about the girl who was about to walk into the room and see him made it hard to lie on his stomach.
What would she look like? Japanese he assumed but there could be a lot of variation in Japanese women. Would she have high cheekbones or a round face? What about her breasts? Would they be big or would she be as slim as a boy? He didn't care either way as long as he could play with them. What about the butt? Was it going to have a little bubble to it the way he liked?
An image came to mind of a tall woman with large beasts and cute bubble butt. Miko joined her in his imagination. She was shorter and her features were more delicate than the woman in his head but she had the same curves. The kind you wanted to grab and squeeze and hold on to. From the way her hips swayed when she walked she knew how to move those curves too. And there was the heat in her dark brown eyes. It promised passion, pleasure, ecstasy.
Brian needed to stop thinking about her like that but couldn't. He knew Miko didn't see him that way. She was the only girl who'd liked him before he grew a foot and a half and put on a fifty pounds of muscled in senior year of high school. He wasn't about to screw up the best relationship he had just because his dick was an idiot.
So he banished Miko from his mind and concentrated on his composite woman.
With his head in the massage table's hole he wasn't able to see the girl when she first walked in. Brian just heard the door open and bare feet walking across the carped floor.
When he started to get up she put a hand on his back to keep him down. A voice told him something in husky Japanese that he didn't understand. He didn't need to. The hand on his back was enough to get the message across. Stay down.
Brian Carlin has more important things on his mind than running from yakuza gangsters in Tokyo’s redlight district. The girl who’s body he lusts for. The girl at the other end of a send button. The skinny tomboy he never noticed. The best friend he hasn’t seen in years. Not until she invites him on a trip to Japan and he discovers she’s filled out and became smoking hot. Can he stop himself? Can he keep his desire under control? Or will Miko teach him she’s the one that can’t be stopped?
Excerpt:
Thinking about the girl who was about to walk into the room and see him made it hard to lie on his stomach.
What would she look like? Japanese he assumed but there could be a lot of variation in Japanese women. Would she have high cheekbones or a round face? What about her breasts? Would they be big or would she be as slim as a boy? He didn't care either way as long as he could play with them. What about the butt? Was it going to have a little bubble to it the way he liked?
An image came to mind of a tall woman with large beasts and cute bubble butt. Miko joined her in his imagination. She was shorter and her features were more delicate than the woman in his head but she had the same curves. The kind you wanted to grab and squeeze and hold on to. From the way her hips swayed when she walked she knew how to move those curves too. And there was the heat in her dark brown eyes. It promised passion, pleasure, ecstasy.
Brian needed to stop thinking about her like that but couldn't. He knew Miko didn't see him that way. She was the only girl who'd liked him before he grew a foot and a half and put on a fifty pounds of muscled in senior year of high school. He wasn't about to screw up the best relationship he had just because his dick was an idiot.
So he banished Miko from his mind and concentrated on his composite woman.
With his head in the massage table's hole he wasn't able to see the girl when she first walked in. Brian just heard the door open and bare feet walking across the carped floor.
When he started to get up she put a hand on his back to keep him down. A voice told him something in husky Japanese that he didn't understand. He didn't need to. The hand on his back was enough to get the message across. Stay down.
