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    Interracial & Dripping Bundle
    Interracial & Dripping Bundle
    Interracial & Dripping Bundle
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    Interracial & Dripping Bundle

    By Aaliyah Jackson

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    This erotic bundle contains the following titles:


    Dripping Sweat


    When Courtney is approached by a detective, she tells him to go to hell. After all, she was raised in the hood and in the streets of New York there’s nothing worse than a snitch. Even though she’s gone to college and earned her degree to try and improve her future, she kept getting dragged in by her old lifestyle and her abusive drug dealing boyfriend, Tyler. When the detective asks her to collect evidence to put her thug boyfriend behind bars, she tries to leave – that is, until he makes her an offer she can’t refuse. Courtney will be caught up in between two worlds as she finds herself falling for the detective, while having to become even more involved in her boyfriend’s life of crime. Tyler would kill her if he ever found out what she was doing... Giving up on everything she once believed in, she finds herself falling into a world of deceit, drama and explicit unbridled passion. Within days her life is flipped upside down as the detective changes her emotionally, physically, and sexually. Will Courtney be able to rise above it all and do the right thing, or will she find herself caught in the middle of a very compromising situation?


    My Secret White Baby


    Nikki's boyfriend Jordan is taking her for granted in a real way - she's lucky if she can get a word out of him, let alone some love and affection. So when her girl comes to visit, why shouldn't she hit up the club? Her innocent intentions don't mean much when Jake, the owner of the club, spots her on the dance-floor and decides he likes what he sees. Nikki has no plans to cheat, that is, until she gets a text from her friend with a picture of Jordan getting into some ho's car. A night of drunken, unprotected passion in the VIP is just the start for Nikki though, when a few weeks later she takes a pregnancy test only to find out that's pregnant with Jake's baby!


    Interracial


    When La’Quisha finds herself completely broke with nobody to rely on, she has to do something fast. She has 15 dollars to her name, and nobody will hire her – that is, except for Monte Escorts, an exclusive escorting company that caters to upscale clientele. La’Quisha was raised in a strict family and it goes against all her morals, but the money is almost too good to be true: $2,000 per session. 


    Summoning up all her courage, she decides to not only sign up, but to sign up to service groups, which would give her over $10,000 per session. She needs the money, but still, nothing can prepare her to be dominated by multiple men at once!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherErotic Bundles
    Release dateNov 23, 2019
    Interracial & Dripping Bundle

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      Interracial & Dripping Bundle - Aaliyah Jackson

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      The fuck do you think you’re doing bitch?

      I froze up. I thought he would be out of the house for at least a few hours, but here he was. How the hell did I not notice him coming in through the door?

      Come over here right now. I hesitated, and then walked over to him. It’s not like I had a choice. Tyler had a crazy look in his eyes, a look I knew all too well. I could smell the distinct smell of crack as I stood in front of him, unable to meet his eyes. When we had first started going out everything had been fine, I was attracted to his bad boy persona but over the past year he had done nothing but get more and more violent, to the point where I felt more like his prisoner than his girlfriend.

      Did I say you could be hanging around my crib when I’m not home?

      I felt tears sting my eyes. Tyler would find any excuse at all to be mad at me, no matter how hard I tried to please him. I was just over to pick up a few things I had left at his house. My plan was to save whatever little money I could, and then get the hell out of there. The only problem was, Tyler wasn’t the type of guy to just get over me. He would do his best to track me down, and when he did there’s no telling what he would do.

      I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, I just left some stuff here...

      He tilted his head to the side and spoke up.

      You should be fucking sorry. Now get out.

      I stood there frozen, trying to summon up the courage to tell him the way he was treating me was wrong. As always, I couldn’t do it.

      Go on, STEP. He raised his hand as if to grab me, so I quickly ran out the door. As soon as I hopped in the car I drove back to my apartment, pulling in quickly and hurrying to my door. I was walking so fast I didn’t notice the man following me, that is, until I got to the door and he placed a hand on my shoulder.

      Spinning around quickly, I stumbled backwards. I was surprised to find a white man dressed in black holding a badge out in front of him.

      My name is Detective Nicholson, but you can call me Alex. We need to have a chat.

      I sucked in my breath quickly as I tried to make sense of the situation. Was he there to ask about Tyler, or was there a shooting or something in the apartment complex? Either way, I knew what happened to snitches.

      I don’t know anything, I didn’t see anything, and I didn’t hear anything. Now if you’ll excuse me.

      I turned around to open my door, but he quickly reached around and snatched the keys out of my hand.

      Hey! Go to hell, I didn’t do anything.

      He just shook his head with an amused expression on his face.

      We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. You can either come with me for a little chat in a café miles and miles away, where Tyler would never see us, My eyes widened as I realized this was, in fact, about Tyler. Or if you want to resist, I’ll have to take you in to the station where any one of the guys he rolls with might be. Would he happy knowing you were talking to the cops, Courtney?

      I knew I had no choice but to go with him. Even if I didn’t say anything and told Tyler straight away, he was so paranoid and jealous there’s no way he wouldn’t try and hurt me.

      Taking a deep breath and looking around to see if anyone could see, I responded.

      Fine. We can talk.

      I thought you might see things my way.

      He led me to his car, which thankfully was an undercover police car with tinted windows, so nobody would see me. As I got inside and buckled up, I could feel the adrenaline leaving me and I felt calmer.

      It’s OK Courtney, I thought to myself, just have a quick talk, act like you don’t know anything, and pray to God Tyler never finds out.

      We drove for almost a half hour, and during the ride I glanced over to get a good look at him for the first time. He was surprisingly handsome and well built, and it was obvious he took care of his body. He definitely didn’t look like the average white cop. His expression seemed to be constantly fixed into a cocky smile, and as I was staring at him he turned his head to meet my gaze. I looked away quickly, staring out the window while I waited to arrive at the café.

      You know Courtney, I’m doing this to help you. He said calmly. Your boyfriend has been under surveillance for months now. We have dozens of witnesses who tell us that your boyfriend is one of the largest dealers in the county and more importantly linked to several murders in this month alone.

      I felt my blood run cold. I knew he was moving a lot of weight, but murder? As much as I wanted to think he was lying, even I had to admit to myself that he probably was guilty. I didn’t respond, instead staying silent until he pulled into a cafe, and got out of the car. I followed him apprehensively, wondering just how this would turn out.

      He walked inside and motioned for me to sit down. I’ll order, what do you feel like?

      After I didn’t respond, he just laughed and turned around to go order. A short time later

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