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Here is my Erotic Romance. The story deals with loss, grief and depression and how love can conquer all if you allow it.
Blurb:
On the
verge of their tenth anniversary, Cole is planning a surprise gift aboard a
boat for his wife Avery. Bathing suits are optional - preferably left behind.
The only other thing they need to make this weekend perfect? Owen their next
door neighbor.
Out on the open sea, Avery will find herself tied to the rails being tortured
in the sweetest ways imaginable. The men take her to delicious heights, only to
leave her hanging - if only momentarily. When she demands an orgasm she
oversteps the boundaries Cole and Owen have but in place. The two men spank her
back into submission. There's nothing like red cheeks to ignite the flames of
desire in Cole.
After a tremulous six months of clawing their way back together, Avery is ready
to accept the help she needs to fix the marriage her husband has fought so hard
to save. Will a weekend of hot, sweaty sex be enough to rescue them?
Excerpt:
AVERY WANTED
TO wipe that smug look off her sister’s face.
“What’s so
funny, Kendall?”
“You and
Cole. You’re like dogs in heat. I’m surprised there aren’t a herd of kids
running rampant around this yard.”
“We’re very
careful. We both want children eventually, but we love our lives too much to
have them right now.” She wondered if it sounded selfish. She and Cole shared
such an incredible sex life that she worried if she had children, it would go
away. She’d heard horror stories where couples had children and their
relationships fell apart. While she trusted their love, she still didn’t want
to risk losing the amazing sex.
Damn, how
she’d wanted Cole to drag her into the kitchen, prop her up on the granite
countertop, slide her bikini bottoms over, and slip his hard cock inside her.
Once Kendall and Owen made their exit, Avery planned to attack her husband. She
craved every last inch of Cole.
“You really
should see a sex therapist, Avery.”
“Why,
because I enjoy sex with my husband?”
“Yes and no.
I’m glad you want sex with only Cole, but you guys go at it like rabbits. It
can’t be healthy. Is your connection with Cole that deep on every level? If is
it is, I hate you for making marriage look so easy.”
Avery turned
and looked to the patio, where Cole stood talking with Owen. She wondered what
had them looking so serious. She shrugged. Cole would tell her later. He shared
everything.
“Oh, so
you’re here today because you’re concerned about me?” Avery turned her
attention to her sister sitting in the lounge chair, soaking up the sun’s rays.
“I’m here
because you’re my sister and I love you very much. And your husband makes a
killer steak.”
“He does,
doesn’t he? Cole’s amazing.” God, she felt like a love-struck teen fawning over
her favorite actor.
“Jesus,
Avery. Are your nipples getting hard from looking at Cole? You really do need
to see a sex therapist. I’m officially jealous of you two.”
Blah, blah,
blah. She didn’t want to hear any more of her sister’s talk about a sex
therapist. Avery wasn’t giving up sex with her husband. She longed to feel his
soft lips licking and tugging on her hard nipples. Arousal swarmed over her
body; juices seeped out onto her bathing suit. Frustrated over not being about
to get the relief she sought, Avery jumped into the cool water and swam to the
other end of the pool, where she could be alone. She hung on to the edge of the
pool and let her legs float in the water.
The cool
water didn’t ease the ache between her legs. She wondered if Cole suffered from
a rock-hard dick. Did he wish they were alone so he could fuck her? Most
likely. If she knew her husband half as well as she thought she did, he was on
the same smoking-hot page as her.
“Steaks are
done. Come and get it before it gets you,” Cole called out.
“Coming,”
she said.
Good Luck and thanks for dropping by.
