Avian Meyers is a twenty-one-year-old junior at the University of New Mexico in Albuquerque. She’s studying Finance when she wants to dance, but she wouldn’t dare. Her mother has had a plan for her life since the day she was born, and Avian followed it precisely to her specifications. However, she was drowning under the weight of expectations and wanted nothing more than to let go, lose control, and find herself.
Marco Andretti is a thirty-year-old tattoo artist. He owns his shop and doesn’t have to answer to anyone. He doesn’t play by anyone’s rules or conform to any views but his own. He could be rough, wild, and a bit out of control in certain situations, but that was the best way to live, in his opinion. He’s looking for someone who can handle that, and accept every part of him.
One faithful day the two cross paths, and there’s an instant attraction. Marco can tell that Avian would be perfect for him. She just needs someone to show her the pleasure she would get in finding herself, letting go, removing herself from stifling control, and relinquishing to a different, more enjoyable type. Marco had no problem being the man who ensured all of those things came to pass.
Formerly published on Kindle Vella - Now with 35K more words.
TW:Detailed explicit sex, mature language, violence, daddy kink
Excerpt:
Her dress was short, and he was sure if she bent over, he'd get a nice view of her ass. That thought was almost enough to have Marco turning the car around and taking her back to his place, where no one else could see her in what she wore. However, he knew he didn't have anything to worry about. After all, she had worn the dress for him, and he'd put any disrespect while they were out in its place.
When they pulled in front of their destination, she turned to him with a smile. Honestly, he hadn't known if she would like it. Some women didn't enjoy simplicity.
‘Ice cream?’ she questioned.
‘Not just any ice cream. It's the best in the city.’
He got out of the car, and she did as well. When he made it around to her side, she was shifting from one foot to the other, and Marco figured it was because of the guy that was openly eye-fucking her.
Marco's eye twitched. He wouldn't mind teaching the boy some manners. However, Avian leaned into his side, lacing her fingers through his. He led her into the ice cream shop while raising a brow at the guy staring at her. Once inside, they stopped in front of the extensive menu.
‘What are you getting?’
‘Chocolate with caramel syrup,’ he told her.
‘Will you give me some?’
Marco raised a brow at her before leaning down and whispering huskily in her ear. ‘Are we still talking about ice cream?’
‘Y-yes,’ she told him, and he smirked.
Genre: Romance
Marco Andretti is a thirty-year-old tattoo artist. He owns his shop and doesn’t have to answer to anyone. He doesn’t play by anyone’s rules or conform to any views but his own. He could be rough, wild, and a bit out of control in certain situations, but that was the best way to live, in his opinion. He’s looking for someone who can handle that, and accept every part of him.
One faithful day the two cross paths, and there’s an instant attraction. Marco can tell that Avian would be perfect for him. She just needs someone to show her the pleasure she would get in finding herself, letting go, removing herself from stifling control, and relinquishing to a different, more enjoyable type. Marco had no problem being the man who ensured all of those things came to pass.
Formerly published on Kindle Vella - Now with 35K more words.
TW:Detailed explicit sex, mature language, violence, daddy kink
Excerpt:
Her dress was short, and he was sure if she bent over, he'd get a nice view of her ass. That thought was almost enough to have Marco turning the car around and taking her back to his place, where no one else could see her in what she wore. However, he knew he didn't have anything to worry about. After all, she had worn the dress for him, and he'd put any disrespect while they were out in its place.
When they pulled in front of their destination, she turned to him with a smile. Honestly, he hadn't known if she would like it. Some women didn't enjoy simplicity.
‘Ice cream?’ she questioned.
‘Not just any ice cream. It's the best in the city.’
He got out of the car, and she did as well. When he made it around to her side, she was shifting from one foot to the other, and Marco figured it was because of the guy that was openly eye-fucking her.
Marco's eye twitched. He wouldn't mind teaching the boy some manners. However, Avian leaned into his side, lacing her fingers through his. He led her into the ice cream shop while raising a brow at the guy staring at her. Once inside, they stopped in front of the extensive menu.
‘What are you getting?’
‘Chocolate with caramel syrup,’ he told her.
‘Will you give me some?’
Marco raised a brow at her before leaning down and whispering huskily in her ear. ‘Are we still talking about ice cream?’
‘Y-yes,’ she told him, and he smirked.
Genre: Romance
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