Blurb:
Author:Cari Quinn
Length:Long Novel
ISBN:978-1-61118-942-1
Layla Palmer is starting over in New York City with a new
job at Hot Shots, an agency that specializes in hiring talent for jobs with an
erotic bent. Happily engaged, she writes off the changes in her relationship
with her fiancé, Aidan, as growing pains. But that all comes into question when
her beloved fiancé comes up with a startling suggestion: he wants to watch her
have sex with another man.
Aidan's a man on the edge, fighting demons he won't name for fear of losing the woman he loves forever. But the game he's playing can only continue for so long, especially when the man they decide to invite into their bed turns out to be Layla’s newest prospective model, Sawyer Blake.
Passion explodes between them, threatening to spill over and burn them all. Soon Aidan and Layla's already incendiary relationship hits the boiling point. Now she's fighting her own battles, including the conflicted feelings of lust and love she harbors for both men. But how can she figure out who to trust when everything she ever knew is changing, including herself?
Aidan's a man on the edge, fighting demons he won't name for fear of losing the woman he loves forever. But the game he's playing can only continue for so long, especially when the man they decide to invite into their bed turns out to be Layla’s newest prospective model, Sawyer Blake.
Passion explodes between them, threatening to spill over and burn them all. Soon Aidan and Layla's already incendiary relationship hits the boiling point. Now she's fighting her own battles, including the conflicted feelings of lust and love she harbors for both men. But how can she figure out who to trust when everything she ever knew is changing, including herself?
Note:This book contains explicit sexual situations,
graphic language, and material that some readers may find objectionable: anal
play/intercourse; menage (m/f/m, no m/m interaction); voyeurism.
Excerpt:
Excerpt:
“Like what you see?” Sawyer couldn’t help flexing a little
for her. She was so pretty, and he wanted to impress her even if he knew this
was a one-time thing. It didn’t matter. Right now, she belonged to him.
“You know I do. I love your body.” Layla fanned her hands
over his chest, grazing his nipples with her pinkies. He stiffened at her purr
of pleasure. “Sensitive here?”
She lowered her head to lap at one of them, then repeated
the move on the other while she hooked one leg around his hip and massaged her
heel into his back. Her wet pussy met his skin, leaving some of her arousal
behind. First on his thigh. His belly. Finally on his cock. She eased back
again, stirring up just enough air for him to feel every trail of her desire
across his skin.
“Jesus Christ, Layla.”
“I need you. Hurry.”
Sawyer did a backward crab walk to the basket of supplies
and grabbed a couple of condoms. Bright pink and blue. Man. But they’d get the
job done.
He tossed a quick glance at the sofa and noted Aidan sat
almost as placidly as before, if not for the tight lines of strain carving his
face. Without shame, Aidan drew his gaze down Sawyer’s body. His eyes didn’t
fire with anything but mild interest, but the look alone caused Sawyer to turn
away.
This was new territory for him, being observed while he was
with a woman. That watching-being-hot thing apparently only applied while
everyone was dressed, because if he thought too much about Aidan studying
them—and likely getting aroused himself—Sawyer had a feeling he’d go as limp as
overcooked broccoli.
He tore open the condom and unrolled it over his length,
hoping Layla would give him time for a repeat performance. If he didn’t get
inside her fast, his thoughts would win. And he wasn’t about to let that
happen.
“Pink’s your color,” she teased when he threw the other
condom on the coffee table.
“It’s yours too.” He drew the swollen lips of her pussy apart,
visually drinking his fill of the arousal coating dusky rose flesh. Her clit
stood proudly, begging for the press of a finger or the flat tip of his tongue.
He’d do both before the night was over. “Look at that, all for me.”
“Yes.” She jerked her head, and he knew she’d glanced at
Aidan. “All for you.”
He stroked her with two fingers. Up and down he rode her
seam, finally pushing them into her sheath. Fuck. So tight. Inferno hot, even
more so than before. Her muscles squeezed him as he started to move, testing
them both with his deep glides.
Good goddamn, she turned him on. Enough to forget where he
was. Even why he was. There was just the two of them, giving and taking
pleasure.
Twisting his hand around, he gave her three fingers and used
his thumb to toy with the button of distended nerves, each flick pushing her
nearer to the point where she’d rain over him. He caught her gasps with his
mouth and pushed into her harder. Knowing she could take it. That she yearned
for him to shove her to the limit of her control. He could see all that, and
more, in the glazed depths of her eyes.
Her orgasm approached with hurricane force. He could feel it
gathering inside her, a vortex gaining speed. Drawing energy. He wanted her to
break around him, a moment only they would share.
He pulled free, and she cried out. “Shh.” He quieted her
with a kiss. “I’ll give you what you need.” He tweaked her nipples with his wet
fingers, then licked off the juice he’d displaced.
She gripped his head in both hands, holding him while he
tucked his nose into the curve underneath her breast and absorbed her scent as
if it were air. Lovemaking had never before been this sweet—or this bitter.
“Sawyer, please.” She encircled his width and scorched him
right through the condom. “Come into me.”
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9/18
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9/19
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Queen of the
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9/20
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9/20
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Taryn Elliot
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9/21
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Welcome to My
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Confessions
from Romaholics
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9/22
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Harlie’s
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9/24
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