|About the Book|
When Isabelle is disturbed by the sound of motorcycles on a relaxing day at the beach in Sweden, she thinks that her hopes of unwinding are gone. But when she sees the 4 fit, Nordic hunks that arrive, her hesitation quickly turns to horniness. UnableMoreWhen Isabelle is disturbed by the sound of motorcycles on a relaxing day at the beach in Sweden, she thinks that her hopes of unwinding are gone. But when she sees the 4 fit, Nordic hunks that arrive, her hesitation quickly turns to horniness. Unable to fight her desire, she is caught pleasuring herself by one of them, and soon enough, Isabelle finds herself being rammed and slammed by four powerful Swedish men, who fill up her every hole and give her a screwing shell never forget!This 18+ book contains scenes of double penetration, group sex, anal and oral sex - a real rowdy gangbang! Enjoy responsibly. -)Read an excerpt!There they were, tossing the volleyball around. Standing in a circle, laughing and shouting at each other. Beers in their ice-box. Couldnt concentrate on that damned article – it didnt help that it was about sex, when the embodiments of sex were maybe 30 feet away.There were four of them – four fit hunks, three of them with bright blond hair, the fourth one the complete opposite – jet black. Prominent, rippling muscles, but they didnt look like gym rats(who I usually couldnt stand – they were too full of themselves). These four seemed like farm boys and swimmers, with their toned, dense bodies. Their movements were fluid and controlled – not a single wasted lunge, or reach, or jump. Men in complete control of their bodies.God, theyre hot!I was too conscious of the fact that I hadnt gotten any for nearly 4 months. The stress of work and the singles scene of New York, where everyone thought that they were too good for each other – it drove me crazy. And now these boys were driving me crazy in a very different way – I felt the tingling in my pussy, the heat curling its way upwards through my belly, up to my heart, beating faster and faster with each passing minute as I imagined one, then two, then three, all four coming up to me, touching me, running their powerful hands over my legs, my back, fondling my breasts. Kissing me. Teasing me with their fingers, lightly running across my wet slit, the only thing separating them being my damp bikini panties...Arrgh!My toes curled and the magazine crumped in my hands as I clenched them. I swallowed and took a few deep breaths. So near and so far – no way would I be able to work up the courage to go up to them. My legs were already crossed, and I squeezed my thighs together as hard as I could.***“Hey,” he called out, “Are you ok?” Mm. Lovely Swedish accent. I smiled, happy that my sunglasses were hiding my eyes. Heart hammering in my chest.“Haha, yeah, its just really hot,” I said, smiling nervously. He sauntered over, and with each step he took, the knot in my belly tightened. He was standing over me, a muscled, raven-haired beauty with piercing blue eyes.“Im Magnus,” he said, gazing down at me. That was it. Was he expecting something?“Nice to meet you, Magnus. Im Isabelle,” I said. Saw his gaze move over my body, up and down. Felt heat creep into my face as he checked me out, a little secret delight. Was it just horny me, or did his eyes linger on my crotch for a second..?