Kimmy and Mr. Stephens Are Secret Lovers

By Rebecca Lee

This obsession of mine has to stop. I am going to ruin everything. But I can't stop thinking about her. Kimmy I want you.
Even though I know it can never happen.

I want Tad to be my first. I got wet the first time I saw him the first day of school. I know he wants me too. I saw his cock harden when I wore my little gym shorts. I'll live with the consequences of being the younger woman with the older man. It's all forbidden. But my body wants his inside me.

These boys who always hit on me can't compare to the mature, powerful, and handsome Tad Stephens.

"Kimmy is a Bad Girl" is hot erotica with mature situations. It contains no cliffhanger. It does contain serious older man younger woman sexual heat. It is part of the "Kimmy" escort series of books.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rebecca Lee
• Release date: Sep 5, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370727001

Rebecca Lee

Rebecca Lee is an editorial manager at Penguin Random House. She's spent twenty years managing hundreds of high-profile books from delivery of manuscript to finished copies, signing off millions of words as fit to go to print with only the occasional regret.

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Chapter 1

Tad Stephens was a football coach and that's all he cared to be. The idea of getting chummy with alumni and donors was something he could have hacked if he were coaching college. But it was only a high school job. And he was just the assistant.

He didn't have time for sucking up and politics. He had film to watch. The season opener was two days away. And he wanted to be over prepared.

He was a tough kid from a farming community in the Rice Belt. Guys like Nolan Ryan, the great baseball pitcher for the Astros, were from there. These big city houses and the fancy cars weren't him.

He grumbled all the way over to the meeting. Pissed that the Head Coach told him to get his truck washed before he showed.

Mr. Augustus is all about appearances, the Head Coach said. They matter to him. That's a big part of this school.

Tad bit his tongue and said nothing. He had a simple goal: Make a name for himself as an assistant so he could find a head job somewhere.  As a first job, coaching in the private school circuit in Houston was big time. The closest thing to college coaching in the entire State.

When he arrived, he growled under his breath when he was shown in by Mr. Augustus. He could barely contain his disdain for