Don't Get Caught: A Masked Men Novella (Masked Men series)

by Jaye Pratt

Mum me says, Please don’t have sex with strangers in a cemetery, no matter how good it sounds. You could get thrush, catch STIs, or be unalived. Real-life problems suck, I know, but let’s keep this scenario for books where you can read about it from the comfort of your own bed with a man who knows exactly where your clitoris is. Author me says, Let that masked man catch you and f*ck you hard against a tree while the dead watch on. You do you, boo. Just make sure he brings his friends for round two and three, and they tag team you in the dark while you have orgasm after orgasm, screaming for them to f*ck you harder.

“Filling up today?” he asks as I exit my beat-up old Honda. “Please,” I reply, and he nods.

We’re in Oregon or New Jersey, let’s goooo!

fantasy has so much world building my head can’t retain all the information.

Emily wrote this book confirmed

“Pretty girls like you should not be in a place like this.” His voice is deep and husky. What I wouldn’t give for him to force me to my knees and tell me I’m a good girl. “Pretty girls have fantasies about this shit,” I mumble under my breath, and he lets my hair go. “Is that right? Well, I’ll give you a head start, and I suggest you don’t get caught. Because men like me will take what they want.”

“Oh no, please don’t!” Her words say one thing, but her tone hints at another as she pushes back into me again.

“Fuck you,” she seethes, jabbing her elbow back into my abs. “No, baby, I’m going to fuck you,” I say as I pull out of her. “I want you to run deeper into the dark, where only the dead can hear you scream.” She turns and blinks at me, and I step forward, pulling her jeans up a little. “If you want my cock again, run!”

“I have to sign off that I’m out. Let me go.” The man beside me chuckles. “No one is looking for you, Lily. Not a single soul. You could vanish and there would be no trace of you here tonight.” “You don’t understand,” I say as I’m set down on my feet and the sound of a door locking comes from behind me. “I wrote my name on the sheet.” “I took care of it. Now stop talking or I will fill your mouth with my cock.”

“Do you know how long it’s been since North put his sexy cock in my ass? Let’s do this.” “Now?” she squeaks. “Now’s good for me,” Eli says, finally joining the conversation. “We are always ready to fuck. The question is, are you ready? If not, we can save it for another day,” I reassure her. “Now is good for me,” she says, letting

You’re in the middle of eating and she already said she’s too full to take another bite and you’re going to DP her? I’m out