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surviving a hellish childhood as an orphan, Buccaneers pitcher Carlos Castillo
keeps to himself, fearful of losing everything. That is, until he’s stranded
during a snowstorm and rescued by antique shop owner Hope Hartmann.
With a passion for treasures and stories, Hope dreams of the fairy tale love
and won’t settle for anything less. Then one extraordinary snowy day, a
handsome ballplayer knocks on her door. Taking him in, she discovers a
connection she’d never before experienced.
Carlos can’t ignore his feelings for Hope or the light she sheds on his painful
past. He shows Hope heaven during hell, a time filled with threats and destruction.
It was a love Carlos never knew existed, and one Hope always wished for. Will a
dangerously mysterious treasure ruin their chance at love?
He walked in, stomping
the snow off his sneakers onto her doormat. “Sorry to be a bother, ma’am. Me
llamo Carlos Castillo,” he said with an accent. She immediately knew
English was not his first language. “May I borrow your phone? My car broke down
and my cell phone battery is almost dead.”
“Sure. Hope Hartmann.
Nice to meet you, Carlos.” She held out her hand. He removed his gloves and
shook it, her breath hitching at his touch. She had shaken tons of hands over
the years, and it never felt like this. It was as if he was caressing her, his
hand both rugged and smooth.
Snap out of it,
“Right this way.” She
gestured for him to walk toward the counter. She didn’t want him behind her,
just in case. Oh, who the hell was she kidding? She had the sudden urge to
check out his backside. As he walked by her, she inhaled his masculine scent
and admired his tight tush clad in denim.
They reached the desk
and she handed him the phone.
He grabbed a card from
his wallet and dialed. He spoke to someone in Spanish, making her wish she
could remember more from her high school classes, but either way, she was
thoroughly enjoying hearing him talk. After a few minutes, he hung up.
“Thank you. A tow truck
will be here within two hours. Is there a food place open?”
“Lucky for you, there is
one bar open until midnight in this small town,” she explained. It
wasn’t a big place, but Hal’s would do.
would you like to come with me? I would like to buy you some comida for
your troubles,” he offered with a genuine smile.
Food from Hal’s actually
entailed greasy burgers and fries, but beat a granola bar any day.
“Sure. Thank you. Give
me a few minutes to finish up here and we can walk over. Why don’t you charge
your cell phone while you are waiting? I have a few different chargers for my
customers to use while they shop. It often keeps them in the
* * * *
Carlos plugged his
phone in a charger then watched the woman move around the charming shop full of
various items. Hope Hartmann was a vision and there was something intriguing
about her. She was beautiful and possessed the girl-next-door vibe, as his
teammates explained to him one day since he had never heard that term before.
His heart rate had
picked up a bit from the first moment their eyes met. No matter how much his
English tutor had helped him, when he got nervous, he mixed Spanish and English
together. It drove some of his teammates crazy.
“Is this your shop?” he
“I am the H in F&H
Treasures. My twin sister, Faith, and I own this place. What brings you through
this town other than car troubles?”
“I’m on vacation,
although it hasn’t been a good start so far. I’m heading to a lakeside cabin a
few towns over.”
“By yourself?” She
quirked an eyebrow then continued putting away some more items.
While he was used to the
idea of being by himself, being in the presence of a beauty like Hope, reminded
him of the many downfalls. “Trying something new for the holidays this year.”
“What made you select
somewhere cold? I’m guessing by your attire that you aren’t used to the snow.”
“Dart game with some
friends.” He chuckled, remembering the late night after Graham and Jordan’s
wedding. It was Cece’s idea, the free-spirited one. She had grabbed a map from
a box in Tyson’s SUV and taped it to the wall at the bar. Carlos didn’t think
most people owned maps anymore, but Cece explained she wanted it for some art project.
“I’m from the Dominican
Republic. This is my first snowy winter. I usually spend my off-season in
Florida.” He purchased a small condo not too far from the beach when he first
signed with the Buccaneers. It made sense since he was down there for spring
training, and he preferred the warmer weather.
“Off-season? What do you
“I play baseball.”
“As in professionally?”
He nodded. He was proud
of his achievements, but still felt awkward talking about his career. It was a
dream job for many that only a few got to experience.
He wasn’t sure about her
simple response. When most people discovered what he did, they would start
asking a bunch of questions and ask for his autograph, and he found it
Hope grabbed her coat
and bag, turned off the lights, and locked up the store. He stayed beside her
as they walked toward the bar when Hope began to laugh uncontrollably. It
confused him, but the wild sound warmed his heart.
“Hope? What’s so funny?”
he curiously asked.
She quickly covered her
mouth. “I’m so sorry. I’m not laughing at you. This whole day has been odd.
First, there was this peculiar snow globe. Then you, this gorgeous professional
baseball player, comes knocking on my door. Literally.” She giggled again. “I
had pepper spray in my hand ready to use it in case you were a burglar or a
Gorgeous, huh? He grinned at her compliment. “Better to
be safe than sorry. Now that I think about it, I am very grateful you even
opened the door.
“I’m really hoping
you are going to join me in here rather than stand there,” he urged, snapping
her away from ogling.
She took a few steps in
and leaned against the sink. “Maybe I’m enjoying the view,” she countered.
“It’s much better from
She had no doubt.
Smiling, she undressed, his eyes watching her the whole time. The way he looked
at her made her hot, and she could feel the passion exuding from his cinnamon
brown eyes, like he was mentally devouring her.
She stepped into the
shower, and Carlos shifted her right under the water. Closing her eyes, she
leaned her head back to wet her hair, welcoming the steamy liquid when Carlos
began sucking on her breasts. An erotic moan escaped her as his hands slithered
down her body and cupped her sex. She gazed into his eyes and saw a mischievous
look, and then he was kneeling before her.
“Hold on to the walls,”
he requested. He lifted her left leg, causing her to squeal and try to keep her
balance, and then he placed it over his shoulder. “I won’t let you fall, Esperanza.”
The statement sounded
like a promise but took on so many different meanings in her mind. She didn’t
want to lose her balance in the shower, but the man caressing her made her weak
in the knees. She didn’t want to fall flat on her face when it came to life or
her business, and he had been right beside her the past two days.
She couldn’t help
falling for him.
She nodded at his words,
deciding either way falling wasn’t so bad with Carlos around.
Watching his deliberate
movements, he smoothed his hands up her legs, one remaining on her butt holding
her in place while fingers from the other sank into her pussy. With a sharp
intake of breath, she caught his attention, and it earned her one of his sexy
smiles displaying nothing but sensuality and desire. Their gaze remained on
each other while he moved his fingers in and out of her. Despite the rush of
water flowing over her, she could feel the heat and wetness seeping from her.
The way he moved and the look in his eyes slowly tantalized her, turning her on
even more. For in that moment, their pleasure was their only care in the world.
Carlos dipped his head
with his tongue darting out to taste her. She gripped his head, enjoying the
silkiness of his wet, dark hair. He dug his fingers into her ass, deeply
massaging the curves as he continued licking her. Feeling his fingers roaming
closer to her anus, she moaned and rocked her hips wanting more, and he began
probing the tight hole.
“Oh God, Carlos. That
feels so good,” she enticed him.
She felt her orgasm
start to build. Carlos was sucking her clit and fingering her, increasing the
intensity when he splayed his other hand over her behind and his finger slid
past the tight opening of her ass.
“Fuuuck!” She groaned at
the full feeling as euphoric tremors seized her.
Carlos was relentless
with the pleasure he gave, drawing out her orgasm to the point where she was
sure she would collapse right onto the tiled floor. He must have sensed it
because he quickly changed his hold to prevent her from falling. Then he stood
and immediately pulled her into his arms, her head settling onto his chest
while she tried to slow her breathing.
The passion this man had
was mind-blowing, and she wanted him to feel the same way.
open-mouth kisses over his pecs, stopping to lick each of his nipples, she
moved her tongue down over his abs, feeling the dips of each defined muscle.
She watched him closely as she moved to her knees. His expression was a
mixture of longing and gratitude.
“Hope,” he said
She licked the entire
length of his cock, drinking up the pellets of water. She dragged her
fingernails up his legs, feeling the coarse hair covering his strong limbs.
Reaching his hips, she moved one hand to his fine ass and cupped his balls with
the other, all while sucking him deep into her mouth.
“You’re boca, Esperanza.”
He growled. “That feels so fucking good.”
She loved hearing the
Spanish roll off his tongue, knowing he was extremely turned on right now.
Swirling her tongue around his tip, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum, she took
him into her mouth again, her tongue dancing around his dick, feeling the
smoothness mixed with the engorged veins. As she felt his balls tighten up, she
began to gently knead them.
Carlos gripped her head
and began moving his hips, fucking her mouth. She took everything he gave her
while she kept exploring and licking his cock.
“Hope, I have to—”
She knew he was about to
come and wanted to taste him. Moaning her approval, the sound vibrating her
lips around his length, he rocked into her faster then stilled, a low growl
arising from his chest as he ejaculated into her mouth.
He went to pull out, but
she stopped him, wanting just a few more soft sucks of his now sensitive cock.
“Oh Dios mío.”
She loved the fact that
she could make this tall, strong, sexy man—a man who she could only imagine had
his choice of women—quiver with her touch.
[Ménage and More: Erotic Rubenesque Interracial Consensual BDSM Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, with M/M, HEA]
Lucy Willis feels like her life has been on hold forever. Now at 49 she decides it’s her time. When she meets two very attractive fifty-plus men she is surprised to find out they are bisexual and want her to join them.
She is tempted, but Lucy is too embarrassed to tell them her secret wish— that she needs to be controlled in bed.
Then she discovers that Sebastian is a Dom!
Tentatively she accepts their friendship which soon develops into a love match for the three of them. Will Lucy finally find the happiness she had been searching for all her life or will fate step in to ruin it all?
Lucy casually glanced
over at the hottie on the
other side of the room.
still my beating heart.
talking to another hottie!
looked a fraction taller,
he had very dark, maybe black hair. His hair was like a wild
halo around his
head and his skin coloured a gorgeous rich deep burnt sienna. He
much leaner frame but from here it looked all muscle. She
couldn’t decide which
one to drool over, they both looked absolutely delicious. She’d
just have to
lust over them both. She could see number two hottie wore a dark
and dark pants.
number one turned his head
and their eyes met again. He gave her a definite smile then said
his companion. He looked over at Lucy too and she found herself
fumbled with her drink and turned her head to look to the door.
waving. She gave him a
half-hearted smile and took another mouthful from her glass,
only to discover
it was empty. Somehow he managed to swim through the crowd and
stand in front
“Can I buy
you a drink, Lucy?”
told you I’m not much of
her up and down.
Lucy! Mark wants to see you,
he’s near the bar.”
thanks, Margaret. Excuse me,
at him in relief and
silently thanked Mark as she made her way to the bar again.
glancing over to the other side of the room as she walked, Lucy
one hottie there. She met Mark at the bar about to order drinks.
just wondered of you
wanted a drink. Margaret said she thought you’d finished yours
and I wanted to
buy you one before you left to say thank you for all the work
you did for us.”
thanks, Mark.” Lucy quickly
studied the mocktails list. “Can I have a Red Giant, please?”
It was a
large glass filled with
cranberry and strawberry juice then topped with lemon-lime soda.
He ordered a
large round of drinks and Lucy took hers from him as he put the
others on a
Mark. I appreciate it and I
enjoyed working with you all.”
followed him back to the group
but once again Rob intercepted her, this time at the side of the
you didn’t want a
really sorry, Rob, it’s just
Mark wanted to buy me one and I felt I should say yes because he
is the office
around, trying to see
someone she knew nearby to save her from Rob but no one was
you first,” he complained.
you did and I said I’m
gravelly voice he said, “Well,
will you go out with me now?”
sorry.” Lucy shook her head
and tried to walk past him. He put his hand against the wall,
from entering the lounge area without making a scene.
trying to be nice.”
you are, Rob, and I
appreciate it. I’m trying to be nice too but please, you have to
just not interested.”
want to and as I told you
before I’m involved with someone.”
she tried to push past.
He grabbed her wrist tightly and she was frightened by his
reaction. He seemed
let go of my arm, Rob!” she
enough for you, am I?”
wildly around. This was
getting so out of hand.
whispered through clenched
teeth. “Please let me go, Rob.”
actually tightened on her
wrist. Lucy managed to keep hold of her glass but most of her
drink spilt onto
the floor. Suddenly a sexy male voice spoke behind her then
kissed her cheek.
She felt two hands on her shoulders, pulling her close.
Sorry I’m late.”
tensed, wondering what on earth
was happening and who had his arms on her. She wondered if she
and felt her heart pound rapidly.
Sebastian reached him and roughly grabbed him around the neck, pulling him tight onto his lips. Jack’s arms wrapped around his lover as he fought to keep his balance. Sebastian’s tongue forced its way into his mouth, his hand grabbed a fist full of his hair as he held Jack tight against him. The kiss was forceful, heady and Jack found himself holding Sebastian even tighter so he wouldn’t fall. When they finally separated Sebastian looked into Jack’s eyes.
He growled. “You can suck my cock.”
“Ooh yeah. I’ve been wanting to do that for hours.”
“Strip!” Sebastian ordered as he pulled off his own shirt then removed the remainder of his clothes.
Jack wasted no time in shedding his, throwing them onto the couch. He looked at Sebastian. His cock was more than half erect and Jack licked his lips in anticipation. He took a step toward his mate. Sebastian breathed heavily through his nose. Jack looked him up and down. His rich dark skin almost glowed in the light, where it hit him there were bright highlights amongst the dark shadows. Those deep brown-black eyes seemed to bore into Jack. They were filled with such love and, at this moment, intense lust. Sebastian stepped backward a few paces until he could rest against the back of one of the couches. He put his hands on either side on the couch back, holding himself steady.
He exhaled noisily as Jack ran a hand down his chest. Jack leant forward and kissed his lover’s neck then laid a line of kisses down the centre of his chest. He licked across each nipple and was rewarded when they hardened. Dancing his way down Sebastian’s body with his mouth, he kissed and licked a path toward his objective till he finally gripped Sebastian’s cock with one hand.
“On your knees, sub!” grunted Sebastian. His guttural voice was filled with desire and excitement.
Jack dropped to the floor, his face at cock height. That glorious long dark cock nestled amongst the wiry black hair beckoned him delightfully. Jack ran his hand up and down experimentally a few times and was pleased when it got harder. A glistening drop of pre-cum was his reward so he leant forward to lick across the top. He heard Sebastian sigh as he opened his mouth and slid it over that wonderful dick. His own cock was hard as a rock as he began to slide Sebastian’s back and forth, in and out of his mouth.
Jack felt Sebastian grip his fingers in his hair, holding his head against his cock. Jack continued his assault on that delicious dick. He would wrap his tongue around it and suck hard as he pulled his mouth partly off it then he would push forward, Sebastian’s cock filling his mouth, pushing against the back of his throat. When it was almost out he would stick the tip of his tongue into the sensitive eye then roll it around between his teeth.
“Yes! Fuck yes!”
Jack grinned around the cock. He thought his own was becoming even harder as he sucked and licked with glee.
“Pull yourself,” Sebastian managed to gasp.
Jack needed no second invitation. He grasped his own cock with his spare hand and began rubbing his hand up and down in time with the strokes his mouth delivered to Sebastian’s cock. With his other hand he held Sebastian’s cock but had crooked his little finger against his balls, gently rubbing and squeezing them. He could feel one of Sebastian’s legs—the one leaning on his arm, begin to tense. Jack increased the speed of his sucking. He also sped up the hand jerking off his own cock. If he timed it right they would come together.
His own climax felt so close but Sebastian’s was even closer. Jack felt Sebastian’s fingers press hard into his head as he roared. Sebastian pulled him hard and deep onto his cock. The salty thick cum shot into his mouth and down his throat. He sucked hard on it, gobbling down every last drop of that delicious drink.
Sebastian pressed himself hard against the back of the couch as Jack let the flaccid cock slip from his mouth. Sebastian slid a hand down his arm and pulled at Jack, making him stand. Jack still pulled at his cock, jacking it off.
“Shower me, my love, let me see that cum all over me.”
Jack grinned at him and jerked his cock faster and harder until he felt it spurt from the eye. Yelling, he squeezed it, dribbling cum all over Sebastian’s chest and stomach until it glistened. He rubbed his cock then his hand across his chest until Sebastian’s skin gleamed with cum.
“Mmm, I love seeing you come. Now you can lick me clean.”
Jack loved it when Sebastian let him come all over him, he loved the after-play of cleaning him. He licked him, sucked on his nipples and nipped at his lover until Sebastian gave him his hand and got him to pull him to his feet.
The two men stood staring into each other’s eyes. Sebastian ran a finger softly down Jack’s cheek.
“I love you. You’re everything that’s good about my life.”
He rubbed his thumb across Jack’s bottom lip then pinched it between thumb and forefinger. He leaned in and kissed him. That kiss filled Jack with such love he wondered if his heart would burst. This man meant the world to him and he thanked the gods every day for sending him.
“Come on, my sweet sub, let’s have a quick shower then bed.”
Holding hands they went into the bathroom together, showered then enfolded in each other’s arms, fell asleep.
As an erotic romance author I feel it is my duty to try out new toys. I often add toys in my descriptions in my books so it makes perfect sense to try them so I can make the descriptions accurate.
Because I'm single and without a partner I wanted something that can be used solo.
Recently I tried out three clitoral massagers - The Hitachi Wand, the Oro2 and the Womanizer + size.
I have to say all three worked lovely but I've ranked them 1 to 3 for anyone interested.
At number 3 is the Wand.
I always thought this was the perfect clitoral stimulator apart from it's obvious size. There is no doubt it ranks up there with the best. I doubt any woman wouldn't have an orgasm easily from using it.
The con is it's size and the fact you have to plug it in. You can purchase similar wands that are battery operated but they don't seem to have the power of the Hitachi.
It isn't waterproof and awkward to clean.
I've had mine for a number of years but recently I discovered two more toys designed specifically for clitoral stimulation. Neither are cheap but you get what you pay for.
Number 2 on my list is the Lelo Ora 2 rechargeable.
This has 10 stimulation settings and has a nub which rotates beneath the silicon skin while the device vibrates and/or pulsates in various patterns.
This is much smaller, in fact it's comfortable to hold. Its waterproof and easily cleaned and recharged.
I personally think this is better for use with a partner as I found using it alone was awkward because it's hard to feel the controls.
Despite this I did enjoy using it. It has long swirls and fast flicks giving a great feel and good orgasm.
This is designed with ease of use in mind with a longer reach than the other Womanizer models. Its air technology provides a light suction to the clitoris.
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It's 100% waterproof, easy to clean and has twelve intensity settings although I haven't tried it past #5 - just from levels 1 through to 5 I experienced orgasms that are certainly out of this world.
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If you aren't a solo player without a partner like me, there are smaller models which would be ideal for a partner to use on you.
When Kallista Robins, 49, meets Alex Harrison, 51., she is instantly attracted to him but his obnoxious behaviour leaves her cold.
Alex has quite a reputation—he is a great Dom but he is cold and emotionless, never letting anyone get close to him. Nick-named Alexander the Great by subs, he has locked his heart away and intends to keep it that way. Alex refuses to ever collar a sub or get emotionally involved and always warns the woman before he begins any relationship, even going so far to have it written into their Dom/sub contract.
But when he meets Kalli Robins his world is turned upside down. Having never been in love before, the new feelings he experiences send Alex into a tailspin.
How will Kalli be able to stay in a cold, emotionless relationship? If he can't return her love will she decide to give up on ever Melting Her Dom's Heart?
Standing near his
desk Alex hung up the house phone and turned back to the very attractive woman
sitting in a chair near him. She looked infuriated as she stood and faced him.
She was a truly
beautiful woman, but at this moment Pamela’s face was distorted and ugly. Red
suffused her cheeks, and her blue eyes seemed mean as she glowered at him with
such undisguised hostility. Her lips were a thin line of anger, and her
nostrils flared as she glared and then spoke.
“You know what, Alex?
With those words she
turned away from him and flounced toward the door. Puzzled, Alex leant against
the edge of the desk as he watched her.
“I don’t understand,.
I thought you enjoyed our playtime.”
She turned back to
look at the man she’d been involved with for the past six months and shook her
“This isn’t about
playtime. This is about us. You hold every woman at arm’s length. You don’t get
emotionally involved. You know nothing about any woman you chose to sleep with.
To you I’m just a sub. I don’t even think you see me as a person.”
“That’s not entirely
It was as if a dam’s
wall had burst, and she had no desire to contain it. Pamela took a breath and
then continued her tirade.
“Hell, you wouldn’t
even know what my favourite colour is or my favourite flower, and we’ve been
together for over six months!” She took a step then turned back to him. “Oh,
and it isn’t bloody roses!”
She actually stamped
her foot in disgust. Alex wondered what she was thinking. Judging by the resentful
look on her face, it wasn’t good. She stormed at him again.
“You’ve locked your
heart away.” Her shrill voice echoed in the room as she screeched at him.
“Alex, you don’t feel anything!”
outburst had shocked him into silence. He just stared at her in surprise,
wondering where all this was coming from.
“You really don’t get
it, do you,?”
“I’m sorry you’re
unhappy if that’s what you mean.”
Pamela rolled her
eyes as if exasperated with him. Cocking her head she went on in a
more normal voice.
“I’m curious, Alex.
Have you ever been tempted to collar one of your subs or even considered it?”
“Not that I
understand why you want to know, but no, I haven’t and I don’t intend to.”
shook her head. “Of course not. Collaring a sub would mean you had to show some
emotion, an attachment, some sort of affection for her. You might even have to
get involved with her on a social level. Gee, there’d even be a chance you’d
have to drive her home once in a while rather than getting your chauffeur to
always do it.”
She turned and
continued her walk to the door. Alex watched her, knowing his face was devoid
of the regret he was feeling. She turned back to him, partly out the door, one
hand on the doorjamb. Here it comes, her final salvo.
“You’re a frozen
bastard, Alex Harrison. You may be the best Dom I’ve ever had, but that doesn’t
make up for the fact you are a cold-hearted emotionless prick!”
With that she
completed her exit by slamming the door shut. Alex winced and stared at the
closed door. He felt as cold as she said, his face a mask.
She looked magnificent. Her full breasts seemed to be trying to escape the lacy bra she wore. Hard nipples in the dark areola were beckoning him. Her tiny knickers barely covered her. Her luscious well-padded curves made his mouth water.
“Remove the bra.”
She reached around her back, unclipped it, and let it slide down her arms to the floor. Those breasts were even better now they were free. If he held each one, they would still spill over. He wanted more.
She looked up at him and ran one hand across her breasts.
“Do it properly, both hands.”
She began rubbing and squeezing them. He felt his cock pushing against his pants. She closed her eyes.
“Open your eyes and look at me.”
“Pull your nipples hard.” He watched her tweak the nipples between her thumb and forefinger.
He could see them grow harder and harder, the area around them pebbling. She never took her eyes from his. Huskily he whispered, “Remove your panties.”
As she bent forward to slide them down her legs, her lovely breasts swung back and forth. He wanted to touch her beautiful body. He reached out with one hand and ran his finger from her neck down to her belly button and then back up.
“Feel yourself. Prove to me you want this as much as I do.”
She ran one hand down between her legs and, as he watched, rubbed along her slit. She held out her finger. It glistened with her juices. Alex realised he had no condoms. There would be no way Kallie would have any either. Damn! He would have to satisfy her some other way.
“Now put one leg on the chair.”
He twisted to the side. With her glorious pussy at face level, he could see how very wet she was. He reached up with one hand and ran it along her shiny slit. He heard her swift intake and looked at her face. Flushed, Kallie was chewing on her bottom lip.
He began to rub against her clit. The tiny bead hardened in reaction. “Answer me truthfully. When did you last have a man touch you?”
“Four years ago, Sir ,” she said, her voice soft and so sensual.
This was the voice that had haunted his dreams and now hearing her and seeing her naked in front of him he felt helpless. Strange feelings for her swept over him. He looked up into her gorgeous face. He nodded. She would be out of practice at playing. It would be unfair to expect her to hold orgasms or not to speak. Besides, he wanted to watch her come, wanted to see her face and hear her. He pushed one finger inside her while rubbing her clit. Her eyes widened as he began to push his finger in and out. He inserted a second and hooked it, trying to find her elusive G-spot. When he found it, he began drumming on it.
She hardened her bite on her bottom lip. He felt her muscles tighten as she tried to hold back her gathering orgasm. Pleased, he leaned forward and licked her while his fingers continued to play with her G-spot. She tasted so sweet. He sucked her clit and nipped at it. Her legs tensed and then began to shake as she tried to hold off her orgasm.
He lapped at her juices and sucked her clit. She began to wobble. He grabbed her leg with one hand and increased his assault on her clit and her pussy. He glanced up and saw her eyes were filled with tears from trying to please him. Delighted with her attempt he said, “You may come whenever you wish.”
The relief on her face was obvious. He went back to licking.
Salt being a witch isn’t all magic. Too curvy and lonely, she spends her nights
running a makeover service for demons, vamps, weres and zombies who want to project
a more human, normal side. Their goal? To get the babes without the authorities
hunting them down like rabid dogs. Once Becca suppresses the worst of their
beast, they’re on the hunt and gone.
has been a definite bitch for Eric Diletto. Although he’s hot and hung, he’s
also one of Cupid’s descendants—a god born to believe in courtship, courtesy
and all that other junk. Tired of women dumping him for the bad boys, Eric
hires Becca to release his inner beast. Grrrr.
potions later, they’re crawling all over each other. With Eric’s newfound
dominance, he’s definitely the man. And the god, who intends to take Becca
here, there and everywhere. Who said sorcery and love wasn’t fun?
Warning—a witchdoctor’s nightmare. Contains potions with
weird side effects, a sorceress with limited magical skills and a yearning
heart, plus a minor god who wants to get down and dirty. Bad, bad boy.
“You’re going to do my treatments in here?” There wasn’t any equipment around or things one might use for magic, like chicken feet, wands and other stuff.
“Before we begin, you need to read this.” She slid the papers she’d been reading across the desk to him.
He grabbed a chair and sat. “Is that the process?”
“In a manner of speaking.”
“What’s that mean?”
“It’s the contract you have to sign or nothing, and I do mean nothing, happens.”
Jesus, she was hardcore today. As a rule, business owners were that way with people who didn’t want their services, not ones who did. He bounced the inch-thick papers on his palm to test their weight. “I’m guessing this sucker weighs a pound. Am I right?”
She drummed her fingertips on her naked belly. Tiny silver stars cascaded from her navel. Each time she breathed, the jewelry caught the light.
He wanted to kiss the baubles and her dewy flesh.
She wore the same basic outfit she had when they had first met—flowy pants and a top that tied beneath her breasts, only these were in sapphire blue. The same shade as her eyes. Her makeup was no less dramatic than the last time—crimson lipstick that made her mouth undeniably kissable and black stuff surrounding her lids.
What a babe. Too bad she wasn’t into him. Maybe with the junk she came up with to bring out his beast, she would be. “Is your service usually this complicated?” He lifted the papers and hoped she wasn’t using them to run him off.
“The contract is simply full disclosure to help you understand the process. So you’re completely protected.”
A Wall Street hedge fund manager couldn’t have sounded as evasive. “Protected against what?”
Her face paled. She gestured to the papers he held. “It’s all in there. Go on, read it.”
“That could take days.”
She glanced to the right, the left and past him. When she’d run out of places to look, she dragged her attention back to his face. “Most of it’s standard legal junk. I’ve highlighted the important parts.”
“The ones that will release my inner beast.”
“In a manner of speaking.”
That again. She sounded far less confident than Eric would have liked or expected. He dropped the contract on her desk. The draft it created sent other papers floating to the edge.
Becca caught them before they fell to the floor. Her top gapped, exposing her lacy black bra. He gripped his chair and leaned up, rubbernecking.