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112 pages, ebook
First published July 24, 2014
“You’re my little fuck doll. Don’t forget it.”
I love how hard he feels. How warm and damp his skin is. He feels so soft. And for the first time ever, I have a forbidden thought. I think I want him to be mine.


"I've got you now, Red," he whispers. "I won't let you go again."James re-imagined the Little Red Riding Hood theme in a dark, sexual narrative which kept me completely entertained.
Red looks like a princess. Her Royal Tight Cunt. Sleeping beauty with my handprints on her ass.Red has been feeling so alone... She lost her mother, her job, her boyfriend... She reached out to her estranged grandmother only to discover she had lost her too. Now she's alone again... Trapped on an island with a controlling, overbearing, accused murder, famous artist, sex god...
What's mine is private, because anything I value, I hold close. I've always been fanatical about my privacy, going way back.Race has found a connection with Red which somehow managed to go beyond the overwhelming physical lust which drove their initial meeting. Race manipulated Red into staying on Rabbit Island, now he'll risk his life to get her off the island alive...

SHE------------------------------------------HE
“Jesus, Red. You really fuck me up.” ”You fuck me up, too.”
Because despite everything I know, I still want him.
Because he wants me. Of course he fucking wants me!









"Then he takes a slow stride toward me, lifts his head a little, and I see his face.
Holy fucking wow.
This man is brutally handsome."
“You’re Red.” His voice is so low, I can feel the timbre of it between my legs.
“You’re… not my grandmother.”
In a low, scratchy voice that may just be the wind and my imagination, he murmurs, “Truth? I want to put my hands on you.”
"She wants me. She may not like me, but she fucking wants me just like I want her."
"He pushes me into the sand and peels my jeans off , then my torn rainbow underwear. He slides his button-up under my ass and pulls down his boxer-briefs, freeing an enormous, vein-striped, purple-headed fuck machine."
"My nickname for him— Wolf— is totally appropriate. I definitely feel like Little Red Riding Hood right now, clutching my bags as I walk slowly through the woods, to grandmother's house."
"Despite how… drawn to her I feel , maybe I shouldn’t have asked her to stay. I’m uneasy with her here. Uneasy with her… lightness. She’s got some darkness in there somewhere, but it’s not who she is. Most of her is light as air. She’s a good person. Very innocent."
“I’m your new God, Red. Now I want you to close your eyes and let your pussy worship me.”

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“Only you,” he says softly. “Just you, Red.”