Love comes when you least expect it. Whether it shows up in the form of a naughty pastry left on a doorstep, a magical conch on a deserted island, a formal survey promising to make a guaranteed love match (or your money back), or a helping hand offering just what you need, exactly when you need it, sensual seduction won't be denied. Romance, it seems, will always find you. And it will always claim your heart...
Previously available only in electronic format, these stories of erotic romance have now been combined-due to popular demand-for a paperback edition! Included are the tales...
Excerpt (from Eat Me)
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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