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Steffie, by the way. We met during orientation. But—no offense—I don’t remember your name.”
“Angel,” he told her. She was a complete bitch, but Angel kind of liked her. She was a hell of a lot easier to deal with than the guys and girls in the hall who acted like he was going to pull a gun on them.
“You gonna get out so I can shower?” He shoved the top of his pants halfway over his underwear, so she could tell he was serious about getting out his dick.
“Go ahead and shower if you want. It’s not like you’re straight.”
“The fuck?” Angel stepped up to her. He’d been raised not to hit a girl, and he was pretty sure smacking Steffie across the mouth would get his ass kicked out of Pacific Rim before he could say assault charges , but he couldn’t let it go.
“You’re not gay?” She watched him for a couple of seconds, completely unafraid. “Huh. My mistake.” Steffie dug through her makeup case. “Either way, you’re not my type. So you don’t need to worry about me ogling you. Go ahead. I’ve got brothers.” She pulled something out of her bag, some contraption she used to curl her eyelashes.
The girl was fucking weird.
“Fine. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He shoved his pants to the ground and got into the shower stall, closing the plastic curtain behind him.
Angel let the water wash over him, listening to the sound of Steffie’s blow dryer in the bathroom outside. His brain went back to the TA from film class, the messed up way the guy had looked at him and the even more messed up way that wink had make his dick hard.
At least Steffie was in the bathroom. Her perfume and girlie make-up smells made it certain Angel wasn’t going to throw wood. It was a good thing she was there, because it stopped him from rubbing one out and thinking about that fucking TA while he came.
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About the Author
Genevieve Bergeron has been an avid reader and writer of digital fiction for nearly two decades. A veteran journalist, children’s author and professional communicator, Genevieve now spends her time reading and writing hi-tech inspired romance and erotica, in addition to working a fast-paced day job as a communications director at a U.S.-based national nonprofit.
Genevieve, originally from Huntsville, Ala., has lived in New Orleans and Paris, and now resides in Washington, D.C., where she does her best to avoid any steamy political scandals. She holds a degree in International Communications and French from Tulane University and a Master’s Degree in Strategic and Digital Communications from Georgetown University. She loves collecting condoms, cooking for friends, and trying boxed wines.
Email: [email protected]
Genevieve loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at http://www.total-e-bound.com .
Also by Genevieve Bergeron
Hyperpersonal Hypersexual
Total-E-Bound Publishing
www.total-e-bound.com
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erotic romance titles and discover pure quality
at Total-E-Bound.
“Angel,” he told her. She was a complete bitch, but Angel kind of liked her. She was a hell of a lot easier to deal with than the guys and girls in the hall who acted like he was going to pull a gun on them.
“You gonna get out so I can shower?” He shoved the top of his pants halfway over his underwear, so she could tell he was serious about getting out his dick.
“Go ahead and shower if you want. It’s not like you’re straight.”
“The fuck?” Angel stepped up to her. He’d been raised not to hit a girl, and he was pretty sure smacking Steffie across the mouth would get his ass kicked out of Pacific Rim before he could say assault charges , but he couldn’t let it go.
“You’re not gay?” She watched him for a couple of seconds, completely unafraid. “Huh. My mistake.” Steffie dug through her makeup case. “Either way, you’re not my type. So you don’t need to worry about me ogling you. Go ahead. I’ve got brothers.” She pulled something out of her bag, some contraption she used to curl her eyelashes.
The girl was fucking weird.
“Fine. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He shoved his pants to the ground and got into the shower stall, closing the plastic curtain behind him.
Angel let the water wash over him, listening to the sound of Steffie’s blow dryer in the bathroom outside. His brain went back to the TA from film class, the messed up way the guy had looked at him and the even more messed up way that wink had make his dick hard.
At least Steffie was in the bathroom. Her perfume and girlie make-up smells made it certain Angel wasn’t going to throw wood. It was a good thing she was there, because it stopped him from rubbing one out and thinking about that fucking TA while he came.
Pre-order your copy here
About the Author
Genevieve Bergeron has been an avid reader and writer of digital fiction for nearly two decades. A veteran journalist, children’s author and professional communicator, Genevieve now spends her time reading and writing hi-tech inspired romance and erotica, in addition to working a fast-paced day job as a communications director at a U.S.-based national nonprofit.
Genevieve, originally from Huntsville, Ala., has lived in New Orleans and Paris, and now resides in Washington, D.C., where she does her best to avoid any steamy political scandals. She holds a degree in International Communications and French from Tulane University and a Master’s Degree in Strategic and Digital Communications from Georgetown University. She loves collecting condoms, cooking for friends, and trying boxed wines.
Email: [email protected]
Genevieve loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at http://www.total-e-bound.com .
Also by Genevieve Bergeron
Hyperpersonal Hypersexual
Total-E-Bound Publishing
www.total-e-bound.com
Take a look at our exciting range of literagasmic™
erotic romance titles and discover pure quality
at Total-E-Bound.
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