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Out of Control
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An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication
www.ellorascave.com
Out of Control
ISBN 9781419916762
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Out of Control Copyright © 2008 Eve Savage
Edited by Helen Woodall.
Cover art by Syneca.
Electronic book Publication June 2008
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This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales
is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.
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O UT OF C ONTROL
Eve Savage
Dedication
To my wonderful family who always gives me time to work and cheers me on. I
love you more than mint mocha. To my mom and dad who never said I couldn’t do it.
To the Mt. Helicon Muses who supported, pushed, cheered and nagged. I love you all.
Trademarks Acknowledgement
The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the
following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:
Die Hard: Twentieth Century Fox Film Corporation
Formica: Formica Corporation
G.I. Joe: Hassenfield Bros., Inc.
Olympics: International Olympic Committee Committee
Out of Control
Chapter One
A naked, aroused man.
A long, lean body lying draped across a rustic couch greeted Deryn Adams as she
opened the wooden door and walked into the room.
“Wow.” Not only was the isolated cabin beautiful, it came with a hard penis. She
laughed softly. “Penny wasn’t kidding when she said this place was well-equipped.”
And well-equipped he was. Hard and thick, his cock rose from neatly trimmed
brown curls to his flat stomach. It moved with his steady breathing. He had a vicious-
looking scar on his left side. Whatever had happened to him must’ve been terribly
painful. The jagged healed wound only added to his mystique and she wanted to run
her fingers down his flesh.
Deryn tiptoed toward the sofa, stepping over a trail of clothes and boots. Just like a
man to leave his junk all over the place.
The cabin had looked roomy when she’d driven up, eager to get started on the
layout work for the next photo shoot. The place was beautiful—green trees, fresh air
and quiet. The drive up to Payette National Forest tired her out but a hundred thoughts
and visualizations for the shoot overrode exhaustion.
What dreams was the man indulging in for that impressive cock to be so hard
and—was that pre-cum glistening on the tip? She smiled and licked her lips. Yum.
She knelt down quietly next to the sofa. Why ruin her voyeuristic fun by waking
him?
His deep steady breathing moved his golden chest up and down. The slight dusting
of light brown hair curling around flat nipples made her mouth water.
Just a taste. Was that too much to ask?
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