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Fighting For You new adult romance.
Jewelia Delarosa isn't too eager to fight her way
through another dead-end relationship. Then her eyes find his. By chance. He's
like wine, rich and intoxicating. One sip rocks her world, and suddenly, she's
drowning in a guy called Indigo. She doesn't know how to handle her overwhelming
emotions. His mood swings. The two women who refuse to let him go. The battle
is all uphill. Giving up seems the most sensible thing to do, but once she's
tasted his love, given herself to him body and soul, living without him is not
an option. Until she realizes, leaving him seems the only protection from
heartbreak.
About to begin his residency at NYU Medical center, Indigo's
plan is to rescue every child who needs him, even if it sucks the life out of
him. He doesn't remember what happiness
feels like. His mother haunts him. A wannabe girlfriend stalks him. He doesn't
need another woman in his life. Then a stunning gaze captures his, and while
fighting to resist, he sinks deeper into something he never thought could be
his. Love has never been in the cards for Indigo. But a girl named Jewelia is
as necessary as the blood coursing through his veins.
Fighting
For Control
The windows were fogged, the sound of our breathing so
heavy, I wasn't sure if it was caused by his breath, or mine, or the heat of
our bodies clouding the glass. I felt the weight of a single finger as it
rounded my breast, lightly skimming the silky fabric, all that stood between
his hands and my skin. The stimulating circle grew smaller until my nipple
tightened beneath his insistent touch, burning the tingling flesh beneath my
dress.
I had no control over my body that strained against
his, my hips that rocked with encouragement, overwhelming desire that flooded
my senses. I fought the urge to grasp the hardness beneath me, touch him
intimately, as he was doing to me.
When I moaned his name, he reacted by cupping my
entire breast, his touch growing firmer, lifting, almost ejecting my breast
from the garment's hold. Again and again he cupped and released until I thought
I would die.
"Indigo ..." I squirmed, feeling him harden
even more than I'd imagined possible.
"Baby," he groaned, "you have no idea
what you're doing to me. But if you want me to stop, tell me and I will. I'll
do whatever you want ... but I'm not going to fuck you ... not here ... not
now."
Can't wait to party! Whoop!whoop!
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