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Joanna Mazurkiewicz - On the Edge

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A cocky Scot, an innocent pole dancer and a penthouse apartment with a view.
What could go wrong?
To escape her difficult past Sasha jumps into an opportunity of managing the sale of the stylish,up market apartment.
All of this sounds like a dream, but no one has ever mentioned the arrogant, mouthy Scottish god that lives next door.
The problem is that Dexter isnt just good looking, he is also a fist-clenching, heart-pounding, fervent hot man, who makes her heart flutter uncontrollably.
She hates his cock-sure attitude.
With the talent, of melting womens panties off at a glance, he thinks he can have Sasha too. Well, he couldnt be more wrong. Sasha would rather eat dirt than sleep with him.
He vows not to fall for her, but their scorching attraction proves impossible to ignore...

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On the Edge
The Grange Complex Book One
Joanna Mazurkiewicz
Contents

Copyright 2015 by Josie Marks

First published in Great Britain in 2015 by Josie Marks. The right of Josie Marks to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by her in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act of 1988.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are product of the authors imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Babe, your tits feel fucking amazing, I growled into Pennys ear, moulding her hard nipples with my thumb. We were on the top floor, standing in the hallway outside my apartment, and my back was pressed against the doors of the lift. I was planning to move this party into my place in a minute or so. I didnt want to cross the line with my precious neighbours, otherwise I had to forget about late-night parties.

Penny was going to make me lose my mind in a second, grabbing my cock so eagerly and playing with it, like it was a fucking toy.

Your apartment, Dex. Lets just go in already, she moaned when I shoved my fingers into her knickers, touching that delicious spot between her legs. I was hungry for her soaking pussy, and she responded to my touch eagerly.

Penny arched her head back gasping for breath, while my fingers worked her sweet spot thoroughly. She was so wet for me, and I was planning to fuck her all afternoon, until she couldnt move. It was one of those days. My mind was racing like fuck and I had to get distracted. Sex was the only cure.

Do you like it when I stroke you so fast? I asked her, knowing that she was going to come for me at any moment if I continued. Women loved it when I took care of them. I knew their bodies, their most sensitive parts.

She gripped my cock harder and slid her fingers around my balls. I was in heaven, my pants ready to burst into flames.

I love it, Dex, she moaned. With my other hand, I held her face in place and devoured her mouth. I didnt do slow and gentle. I liked to be in control at all times. Even the kiss had to be the way I wanted it, deep and rough. Just dont stop please Im so close.

I laughed and bit her lower lip, ignoring the vibration of the lift behind my back. I knew it would stop long before it got to this floor. No one used the elevator to come up here; I was the only occupant of this floor.

Dont fucking come yet, I warned her, slowing down the movement of my fingers. I wanted to torture her a little bit, spice things up.

All of a sudden I felt something behind methe lift stopped and the doors opened. I was too busy concentrating on Pennys pussy to care, but then someone or something pushed me forward.

I lost my bearings, Penny yelped, and I flew to the floor, losing my balance. Something hard hit me. I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head and heard a loud, Motherfucking boxes! What the hell is wrong with the lift?

Penny lay on the floor next to me, giggling. I glanced up and saw shit everywhere. Books, DVDs, magazines, and clothes were scattered around the floor. My head was banging and I was more than pissed. My johnson went flat like a tire, and that never happened to me before. What the fuck?

Oh my God, Im so sorry. I didnt see you there.

The voice came from a blond girl who picked herself up off the floor, blushing red in an instant. She wasnt Scottish. English, maybe; she didnt have that thick accent that I was used to.

I narrowed my eyes and glanced at Penny. One of her tits was hanging out and her trousers were unzipped. She was pulling herself together, but it was obvious that we had been busy with each other only a minute ago. I glanced back at the girl. Her mouth hung wide open as her eyes moved from Penny to me.

She was fit. Not slim, but she had nice curves in just the right places. Suddenly I had an urge to check out her ass.

You just cost Penny an orgasm, Barbie, I snapped and pushed myself off the floor, ignoring the girl that I was just about to fuck. I was raging with fury.

What the fuck is she doing on my floor?

Excuse me? the girl asked. My eyes scanned downwards involuntarily, checking her out. My breath caught in my throat when I stopped at her breasts. She had a great large rack, probably D cup, and I felt myself going hard again. Penny complained and wanted me to help her, but I wasnt listening. She was still on the floor, pathetic.

Barbie had platinum-blond hair, the most stunning green eyes, and she was taller than most women. Only a few inches shorter than me. Whoever she was, she wasnt my type at all, but my dick was telling me a different fucking story.

Penny was just about to come, I said and took a step towards her in order to intimidate her. Her eyes widened as she processed what I said, and she sucked on her bottom lip. This is my floor. No one apart from me is allowed in here, unless I make an exception and youre here for my cock.

She laughed nervously, placing her hands on her hips. My fucking intimidation game wasnt working.

Im not here to fuck or explain myself to you. Im sorry that I bumped into you and your friend here, she said while rolling her eyes, which meant that she wasnt sorry at all. But if you hadnt been banging her by the lift, this wouldnt have happened.

She was worked up and this was turning me on. Fuck, it was like my dick had a mind of its own. She was wearing jeans and a tight red top that exposed her tits amazingly well. I wanted to motorboat these bad boys right now. Besides, no one had ever questioned me and I wasnt planning to go easy on this smartass chick at all.

Penny, get inside the apartment, and put some porn on for entertainment while I deal with Barbie here, I said with a stern voice. Penny was mumbling something, but she obeyed me and that was the main thing. The girl inhaled, going red again, and glaring at me like she wanted to stick a fork between my eyes.

Dont call me that, you arrogant prick, she hissed and looked around. Yeah, there was shit everywhere. She ignored me and started picking up her stuff off the floor. I cocked my head to the side, watching as she bent down, showing me her sexy round ass while picking up her books, paperwork and some items of clothing.

You didnt answer my question, Barbie, I said, watching the way she moved. No other woman had ever ignored me while I was giving her my full attention. Anger rushed through me. She kept ignoring me and I was getting agitated. What the hell was wrong with her?

I looked down and saw a slutty pink thong lying by my feet. My cock twitched when I lifted it up. It wasnt the kind of underwear that women wore to work, but wore to fuck. And she wore a size twelve.

Im not obligated to give you an explanation, fuckface, but fine. If you must know, Im moving in next door. I inherited apartment twenty-one, she finally said, and then she noticed what I was holding. She got up and launched forward wanting to snatch her knickers from my hand, but I didnt let her, stepping away and catching a wave of her perfume. Orchid and blackberry. I had an instant sense of deja vu, as if I recognised the scent.

No so fast, Barbie. You have to earn the privilege to have these back. I smirked.

Her face grew harder. Her nipples were erect and I was so fucking turned on just by looking at her that it was unbelievable. She couldnt have inherited the apartment from Joey. He had no family, no friends, or anyone that I knew was even interested in burying him. The solicitors were dealing with what he left. The bitch had to be here for my cock; she was probably playing me.

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