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However, now here's mine for this week... taken from The Furnace Man, (Death Isle) written by my dark side, Kera Faire
Don’t piss off the furnace man.
It might be a standing joke around the glass factory— he’ll mix you with the sand and burn you, leaving nothing left to discover—but Lindsey Earnshaw is about to find out the truth behind it.
Placed there to spy on the place on behalf of the government, a warning message brings forth not only a dead body, but also the one man she’s never forgotten.
Michael Hoult cannot believe his eyes, when his ex-wife turns out to be the receptionist on duty. Having to drug her in order to not blow his cover will not earn him her renewed submission, neither will whisking her away to the Death Isle.
Duty first, though. It cost him his marriage all those years ago, but with Lindsey now working for the same side, can they not only catch a killer, but also rediscover each other?
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“Next time I’m putting clamps and a chain on so I can watch your tits sway and feel you come alive to that pain.” His breath grew harsh as she matched him, panting with each thrust; the pictures he conjured up gathered her juices and made her even more wet and needy.
He stiffened, and she groaned.
“Now pet, come for me … now,” he roared the words, bent so his chest hair rasped across her back and before she could beg for more, he bit her neck.
Hot cum filled her as he shouted out his completion as her climax overwhelmed her and she screamed... “Michael.”
The name echoed around her mind asLindsey writhed in the bed—the empty except for her bed.
Outside the early predawn showed it wasn’t time to get up.
The Furnace Man