 Eat Me
 Genre: Fantasy / Witchcraft / Magic / Paranormal
ISBN: 1-59279-585-4
Released: August, 2006
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 For her thirtieth birthday, pastry chef Michelle Simpson is determined to give herself the gift she's always wanted but could never have: a night of mind-blowing sex with her best friend. Unfortunately, despite myriad (of often desperate) attempts at making Tom realize she's a desirable, sensual woman, he still can't see her as anything more than a friend. Well, she's had it with lusting after him from afar. This year, their mutual birthday celebration will be one neither of them will ever forget.
Of course, she can't expect to suddenly change his mind on her own, so she asks for a little help...from above.
A combination of magical reagents and a few well-spoken words holds the key to unlocking every secret fantasy Michelle has ever had. But she can't simply hand Tom a vial of the resulting potion and expect him to drink it, no questions asked, so she bakes the sweetly aromatic brew into an erotic pastry unlike any other. Then she places the mouthwatering delight in a white cardboard box and scrawls the words "Eat Me" on the lid in black marker.
Now how can any man resist an offer like that?
Reviews
5 ANGELS! "Lacey Savage's Eat Me is a fabulous novella with an enticing and scrumptious mixture of magic, love potions, requited love and yummy baked goods (oh, can't forget the chocolate-covered strawberries!). Eat Me is told from both characters' points of view, allowing the reader the knowledge of how each character feels and the secrets they keep from one another - with the added effect of the reader becoming a co-conspirator of both characters! Simply marvelous! Michelle and Tom are very well developed characters, and ones that you are sure to love and urge on to their ultimate happiness. The chemistry between them is electric, and sex scenes are detailed in full. The story focuses entirely on them, and the plot is so fabulous you will not even miss the absence of any other characters. I have adored Eat Me, and believe that you will when you read it, too." -- Elizabeth, Reviewer for Fallen Angels Reviews
5 HEARTS! "If you've never read a book by Lacey Savage then I strongly recommend you pick one up right away, and why not start with this one. It is not only short and quick to read, it's a beautiful tale of best friends falling in love. Ms Savage has brewed a strong potion herself here with delightful prose, rich characters, saucy sex, tasty plot and strong emotions. All melt together to give the reader a highly entertaining read that will pull on the heart, melt the panties and have her whooping for the hero and heroine. This reviewer is a long time fan of Lacey Savage's work and excitedly looks forward to each new release. She consistently gives her readers a good story along with some very hot sex. Her characters are multi-dimensional and Ms. Savage knows just how much emotion to add to the story to get the reader going. This reviewer hopes you will also enjoy her work as much as she has." -- Valerie, Reviewer for Love Romances and More
4 LIPS! "Lacey Savage will wow readers with this sexy short story. From the first page until the last, Eat Me, is non-stop sensuality. I found myself totally drawn in and wishing for a lengthier novel so that I could share more of Michelle's and Tom's exploration into sensual love for each other. The story has a wiccan and fae touch to it which make the premise of a love potion actually working more believable, and while I wished the paranormal elements could have been in greater detail, overall, this is a great read! I recommend that readers keep a fire extinguisher handy as this is one hot story!" -- A reviewer for Two Lips Reviews
4 STARS! "There's enough sweet heat in this story to savor beyond the read. Michelle's approach in baking Tom a special treat is a tradition as old as... well, as old as a woman's desire to spend her passion in the arms of the man she loves. The friendly telephone banter between Tom and Michelle shows Ms. Savage has a true talent with dialogue. The fae and magic bits are nice complementary elements. They don't overwhelm the characters or the story; instead they flavor it subtly, adding just a dash of enchantment. Beyond potions and spells, the real magic is between Tom and Michelle. Their years of friendship foretell the emotional climb to a deeper passion. This is a quick read, about 47 pages. I found the story thoroughly arousing and scrumptious! Yummy! I'll never look at chocolate covered strawberries the same way again." -- Ginger Boucher, reviwer for Just Erotic Romance Reviews
Excerpt
Emotions flooded Michelle's core in a flash of overwhelming sensation. Desire, lust, love, apprehension and excitement warred with each other for dominance within her. Heavy and swollen, her breasts felt as though they weighed her down, her puckered, taut nipples begging for Tom's touch.
And still he hesitated.
Michelle licked her lips. Nervously, she wondered if this was the moment he'd change his mind. Were the effects of the potion wearing off at this most inopportune time?
"Look, if you don't want to go through with this..." She couldn't even finish the sentence. Clenching her teeth, she tilted her head and stared back at Tom, waiting for him to make the next move.
"That's not it," he said at last, taking a step forward. Her nipples brushed his chest, sending another wave of awareness through her. "It's just that you're so damn beautiful, I wanted to look at you for a minute."
A smile tugged at Michelle's lips. "Then look."
She stretched her hands over her head, pushed her breasts forward and tightened her belly. Shaking her head, she leaned back, letting her mass of long hair spill down her back unheeded to touch her buttocks. Spreading her legs slightly apart, she stood that way as Tom's gaze raked over her body from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.
Finally, after what seemed to Michelle like an eternity, he slid the tip of one finger into the valley between her breasts. "So round and full and perfect," he murmured, bending his head to lap at a nipple.. Michelle sighed in contentment, lowering her arms to tangle her hands in Tom's hair.
She breathed in his scent, masculine and inviting. Claws of need raked through her, matching the rhythm he set with his tongue as he sucked greedily at a tight bud. Her skin caught fire.
When he released her breast for a moment, she dove under his arm. Taking advantage of his momentary confusion, she pushed him down on the bed. "I need to see you," she murmured, climbing up to straddle him. "I need to feel you, to taste you, to touch you. Every inch of you."
He sucked in a breath and groaned, the sound filling the room, moistening her pussy. "Be gentle," he teased, though his voice was strained, his muscles taut.
"I can't promise anything." Sliding down his body, she left a trail of kisses in her wake. Her hands moved ahead as though of their own accord, exploring the lean, inviting planes of his body.
But one part of him drew her interest unlike any other. She closed her fingers around his warm cock and breathed a sigh of contentment. Shifting down farther, she landed on her feet in front of the bed and knelt so that her mouth was aligned evenly with his straining shaft.
A bead of wetness glistened at the slit, drawing her gaze to the tip of his cock. She'd pictured this moment for years, could already taste the saltiness of that drop. Heart pounding, Michelle forced herself to slow down, to think about something other than the fact that she wanted to devour his dick until he screamed her name and spilled his seed in her mouth.
Slowly, carefully, she rubbed her thumb over the swollen vein snaking up the underside of his shaft and blew a thin stream of breath over the moisture gathered at the tip. Tom rewarded her with another deep groan. He bunched the sheets in his fists as his hips thrust upward, his cock nudging her lips.
Unable to hold back any longer, Michelle gave in to the delicious urge and took him in her mouth. Just the tip at first, sliding her tongue over the silky liquid, then more of his shaft until it stretched the barriers of her mouth and pushed down deep inside her throat.
She closed her eyes, reveling in the taste of him. Was this really happening, after so many years of dreaming about it?
Tom's deep shudder told her this particular fantasy was no longer an illusion. Sliding back up, she molded her lips to his dick, sucking, sliding, tasting. She explored his length with her lips, teeth and tongue. His cock felt better than it ever had in her fantasies, and she delighted in the length of it, the thickness, the soft feel of his skin and the hard steel of his shaft.
She let her fingers play in the light brown thatch of hair at his groin and skim against his thighs. He began thrusting inside her mouth, slowly, but with an unmistakable rhythm that made liquid seep from her already damp, heated folds. Cradling his balls in her palm, she squeezed gently, eliciting a sharp intake of breath.
"Enough!" Tom's command startled her and she pulled back, releasing his cock with a loud pop. He raised his head, scowling. "Are you trying to kill me, woman?"
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