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It All Starts With Sex Under A Desk…

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Getting Played releases Tuesday. TUESDAY, people! TUESDAY! Book 7 of the Heart of Fame series, the second last book in the series, is available Tuesday. So here’s some sexy graphics to whet your appetite :)

 

Enjoy :)

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It all starts with sex under a desk…

After yet another month without a lead singer, the band Synergy is on the verge of calling it quits. Which drives Jaxon Campbell, keyboardist and perpetual player, to do something dangerous—hit up a woman with contacts—and curves—in all the right places. Trouble is, the last time he saw her, he kind of broke her heart. And stole her cherished, autographed AC/DC album.

Natalie Thorton, Dean of the Sydney Conservatorium of Music, knows everyone who’s anyone in Australia’s music industry. She’s driven and utterly professional and doesn’t have room in her schedule for relationships.

When Jaxon strides into her office, all of Natalie’s suppressed sexual urges—the ones born in Jax’s arms—surge to the surface. He wants something from her? Well, she wants something from him. Orgasms. Lots of them.

How can Jax say no? He’s never forgotten her, and it’s not like they’re going to fall in love. But just who’s playing who? And whose heart is going to fall first?


Product Warnings

Contains a sexual challenge involving sex in public places, sex in private places, sex in moving cars, sex against windows and sex in the company of an oblivious federal politician. So basically, we’re talking about getting laid. A lot.

Click on the links to take you to the book so you can make sure it pops up in your inbox or ereader the second it’s available. Go on…you know you want to :)

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Irrepressible Jasmine out NOW

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Book 2 in the Wild Crush series has just been released, and let me tell you it is one hot book. Jasmine is a great character, a true ‘bad girl’ who returns to her hometown for what is supposed to be a temporary stay. She thinks she can get a little action with an old school buddy while she’s marking time in Leyton’s Headland, but her fun affair soon becomes a lot more complex than that. Jasmine has a lot of demons to face. Luckily, Aaron Sanderson is there to help her do that in the sexiest way possible! (note: there are silk neck ties and wooden rulers involved :))

Blurb – Irrepressible Jasmine

You can’t keep a bad girl down…at least not without restraints.

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After an affair with a Dom turns sour, Jasmine Campbell returns to Leyton’s Headland to build up some good karma by keeping her sister’s business afloat. For that, she needs help from real estate developer Aaron Sanderson—an old school mate who’s grown up movie-star handsome.

When Jasmine knocks on his office door, Aaron can barely contain his triumph. In high school he had an unrequited crush on Jasmine, but ten years on he’s better at close encounters with the opposite sex. He thinks he knows just how to handle Jasmine—with an aloof demeanor and a firm hand.

Little does he know just how firm a hand Jasmine needs.

Jasmine figures a fun vanilla fling will cleanse her sexual palate. Yet her lover proves himself surprisingly adept at satisfying her submissive desires. And soon she’s in serious danger of doing the one thing she swore never to do: fall in love.

Warning: Contains casual sex, intimate sex, slow sex, fast sex, rough sex, roleplay sex and spanking. So basically, lots of sex and spanking.

You can download Irrepressible Jasmine at these vendors

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And do check out book #1 in the series, Unforgettable Summer, which tells the story of a World No 1 Surfing champion who comes home to reunite with the woman he’s always loved.

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And book 3 in this series, Eternal Brand, is currently being written and is due for release around March 2015! (it’s an MMF people. Yummmmy)

And on the International Heat blog, I’m running a competition to celebrate Jasmine’s release. You could win a $20 gift card, just by playing my (slightly dirty) word guessing game. Sound like fun? Head on over to International Heat!

Sami

We’re Out, Baby, We’re Out!

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The Down Under Divas Down and Dirty All MFM All Ménage All Hot Boxed Set is out!

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Wow, that’s a mouthful (that’s what she said *snicker*)

4 brand new stories written just for you, all available in one set for the amazing introductory price of .99c. You can pick up a copy from:

Amazon     Smashwords      ARe      Kobo         iBooks.

 

So what are you waiting for? This is perfect weekend reading, ya know :).

Pleasure intensified. Desire multiplied.

Burning Up by Sami Lee

Pam Spencer is sick of looking for love in all the wrong places. Sure, she wants a solid relationship, but if steamy casual sex is on offer, who is she to turn it down? Especially when the offer comes from not one, but two smokin’ hot firefighters.

Compliance by Lexxie Couper

Bethany’s got a thing for two hot guys: a nerd and a jock. She’s also got a fantasy that will be mutually pleasurable for them all. She isn’t expecting complete and utter sexual domination though…nor losing her heart to one of them.

Party Of Three by Jess Dee

Spencer Allen’s quest for true love just hit a brick wall—his best mate, Levi Barret. Their mutual lust for the same woman, Chelsea Holden, could spell the end of their friendship…or the beginning of a whole new relationship.

Pass the Parcel by Rhian Cahill

For one night Kitty will be everything Ethan and Finn want. But living out her wildest fantasies was never meant to be this good. And when the sun comes up she’ll discover she’s given them more than her body. She’d given them her heart.

Woot!

Love,

The Divas

Party Of Three – How it all began

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Many years ago, before I was married or had kids or had even moved to Australia, I was single and living in South Africa. I had a very cool group of friends and tried to see them as often as possible. But real life tended to get in the way a lot. Work, commitments, family. To ensure we got to see one other often, we started getting together on Sunday nights. Last minute plans to meet somewhere for dinner. As the weeks turned into months, the plans became less last minute, and more of a standard weekly event we all looked forward to.

Every week we’d choose a really cool restaurant, make our booking and spend the night eating great food, drinking loads of alcohol and just enjoying being together. Those dinners soon became known as “The Sunday Night Supper Club.”

There were always a core group of friends who attended, and as time passed, others joined. Girlfriends, boyfriends, casual friends, out of towners. Some stayed and became part of the core group. Others didn’t. As relationships ended, some of the girlfriends and boyfriends left the club. Some stayed permanently – as couples got married. Then we went through a stage where a whole new group of people joined us. The next generation. Yep, some of us had kids, and we brought the newborns along in their baby seats. They’d sleep silently while we enjoyed our dinners. (Of course that only lasted a few months. when the babes got a little older, we’d leave them at home with sitters).

When we moved to Australia, one of the hardest things to leave behind was that Sunday Night Supper Club. It took years to accept that we no longer had a standing dinner date on a Sunday night.
I still miss those evenings out. And the friends we dined with.

A gift from the Club when we left for Sydney. It's hanging on our wall now. (And if you can read the plaque, you'll see it says, Sydney Supper Club 2003. Unfortunately, that subtle wish for the future never came to be.)

A gift from the Club when we left for Sydney. It’s hanging on our wall now. (And if you can read the plaque, you’ll see it says, Sydney Supper Club 2003. Unfortunately, that subtle wish for the future never came to be.)

I guess that’s the best thing about being an author. I can make the past come back to life. Which is what I’ve chosen to do with Party Of Three, my novella from the Down and Dirty boxed set.
It’s the first book in a brand new series, titled…The Sunday Night Dinner Club. And yep, you’ve got it. The series focuses on a group of friends who have a standing Sunday night arrangement to meet for dinner.
(In case you’re wondering why I substituted the word ‘supper’ for ‘dinner’… Well, Aussies don’t think of supper as dinner. For an Australian, supper is more like tea after dinner. And since this series in set in Sydney, I had to get the terminology right.)

So…read on for your first glimpse into the new series. (Oh, and if you’re wondering if the characters are based on real life friends from South Africa…well, my lips are sealed.) ;)
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Party Of Three: The blurb:

Two men, one woman and a whole menu of opportunities.

Sunday Night Dinner Club, Book 1

When Spencer Allen arranges an impromptu date with Chelsea Holden, the beautiful restaurant owner he’s lusted after for months, he discovers an unexpected obstacle in his quest for true love—his best mate.

Levi Barret’s always been reluctant to give his heart to one woman, until Chelsea catches his attention. Now he’s finding it difficult to think of anyone else.

Levi’s interest in Chelsea could spell the end of a lifelong friendship…or the beginning of a whole new relationship.

Warning: Be sure to keep a safe distance from the oven. When things heat up in this kitchen, sparks are going to fly.

Party Of Three: An excerpt:

He gasped hoarsely. “You’ve got me so fucking turned on, I could take you right here in the middle of Centennial Park and not regret it for a second.”
She didn’t bother answering. Not with words anyway.
She tunneled her hand into his hair, massaging his scalp and steering his head so his mouth was aligned with hers once more. Her eyes smoldered, her lids lowered to half-mast and breath puffed from her mouth. Then she took his lips with hers and proceeded to blow his world clean away with her kiss.
Last night, Levi had told Spencer he really liked Chelsea. This morning, those words made a mockery of his true feelings. He didn’t just like the woman. He was already halfway in love with her.
And God knew, Levi had not loved a woman in a long time.
He nudged her thighs apart, making space for himself between her legs. Then he bent his knees slightly and repositioned his hips, sighing in relief as his cock came to rest in the V of her thighs.
The urge to thrust against her almost did his head in, and repressing that urge about killed him, but outside, in the open like this, he had no choice. If he gave in to his impulses, he’d be arrested for public indecency.
It was Chelsea who broke the kiss this time round. “If we weren’t standing in the middle of Centennial Park,” she whispered in his ear, “I’d insist you fuck me. Hard and fast and right here against the paperbark tree.”
“Chels.” He squeezed his eyes shut. “You’re killing me.”
“You started it.”
With his eyes closed, her scent was even more alluring. Sweet and spicy and totally addictive. He couldn’t help it, couldn’t stop the urge to grind against her—and was immediately rewarded by her muffled whimper and barely repressed shudder.
“Never would have needed to start this here if you’d agreed to marry me.”
“Can’t marry you, Levi.” She trailed her lips up to his ear and nibbled on his lobe—which instantly turned into an erogenous zone.
He tilted his head to the side to give her easier access. He moved his hands up her waist and rested his thumbs on her ribs. All he need do was brush them upwards and he’d caress the curves of those stunning breasts. “Give me a reason. One good reason and I’ll stop asking.”
A slow release of her breath tortured the side of his neck as she freed his ear and pulled back. Her shoulders seemed to sag against his chest.
Levi opened his eyes to find himself staring into hers. While he could still clearly see his desire reflected in those green pools, he saw something else too. Something he wasn’t altogether sure he liked.
She blinked several times but didn’t lower her gaze. “I don’t think you’re going to be happy with my reason.”
“If it keeps us apart, you’re probably right.”
“I want you to take me, Levi. I’ve wanted it a long time.” She licked her lips, and Levi found it almost impossible not to claim her tongue again. “For you to finally, finally fuck me.”
He muttered something unintelligible—mostly because intelligible speech failed him at that point.
“But…”
Shit, he hated that word. “But?”
“But you’re not the only one I’ve wanted for a long time.”
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Down and Dirty releases on the 27th of June at B&N and Amazon.
Meantime, you can pre-order it from:
You can pre-order Down And Dirty from -

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/449107
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US iBooks – https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/down-and-dirty/id891299799?mt=11
Kobo – http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/down-and-dirty-14

Happy reading,

Jess

Pass The Parcel – The story behind the story.

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So this story begins with a conversation way back in 2012. Yeah I know, who can remember what they had for breakfast never mind a conversation that happened TWO years ago! Good thing I make notes. LOTS of notes. :)

Anyhoo……while promoting the Party Games series I got into a conversation with the lovely KittyKelly aka The Smutty Kitty and long story short I agreed to make her the heroine of the next Party Games book. :) Aren’t I nice. Oh, but wait. I get nicer. :lol: Instead of giving Kitty one hot guy I gave her two. See. I’m totally nice. ;)

I’m pretty sure Kitty had a good time playing pass the parcel. ;)

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It’s more than a game when their hearts are involved.

For one night Kitty is going to pretend she’s someone else. Someone not afraid of going after what she wants. And what she wants is a night of carnal pleasure with her two bosses.

Ethan and Finn have wanted their shy, innocent office manager since the moment they laid eyes on her. But months of issuing subtle invitations and innuendoes have gotten them nowhere. Until now.

Now she’s here. With them. And nothing will stop them from getting what they want—Kitty in their bed. Forever.

Warning: A heroine out of her depth and two sexy heroes determine to show her she’s capable of taking them both on.

 

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Ethan was the first to regain his composure. “Kelly. We don’t want to rush—”

“Rush? I think it’s safe to say this has been building for two years. There’s nothing rushed about that.” Damn. Where had this brave woman come from? “Let’s lay all our cards on the table. I want you both. Have for a long time.”

She raised her chin a notch when she’d finished. God, it felt good to take control of her desire.

“We haven’t kept it a secret from you that we like to share the women we take to bed,” Finn said.

She shook her head. “No, you haven’t.”

“And you understand that’s what we want with you?” Ethan asked. “To double team you?”

Kitty wasn’t sure if he was being a little crude to scare her or not. He’d be shocked to know the idea of having sex with both of them—at the same time—caused her pussy to clench and weep. “Yes. I understand that’s what you want.”

“And you’re up for that?” Finn asked. “To let us fuck you together?”

She nodded. Finn’s raw language robbed her of words.

Ethan stepped closer and Kitty could feel the heat radiating off him. “You know that means one of us will fuck your cunt while the other takes your tight arse.”

Oh God. She was melting now. Her insides were liquefying in the wake of their explicitness—in the animalistic nature of their lust and their refusal to hide it. Swallowing hard, she continued to nod.

“Have you taken it in the arse before?” Ethan murmured as he moved around her, pressed his chest to her back and ground his erection into her backside.

The nodding turned to shaking.

Ethan thrust against her as Finn moved up and plastered his chest to hers. “I’m going to fuck your sweet virgin arse while you suck Finn’s cock dry,” Ethan whispered in her ear before nipping her lobe.

The sharp sting drew a gasp from her throat and sent showers of electric sparks all over her skin. Like a sparkler, she lit up. Her legs trembled and she reached for support, her hands landing on Finn’s hot, hard chest, parting their bodies slightly. “I…”

“Tell us we can fuck you, Kitty,” Finn demanded in a voice that had dropped low and raspy.

“We need to hear you say it.” Ethan slid his hands up her ribs, brushing his fingers over her exposed skin, delivering another burst of sensory pleasure.

Her nipples hardened—throbbed—and she knew Finn could see them poking against the material of her top. As if he’d read her mind, he brought his hands up and stroked his thumbs over the taut peaks.

She would have been embarrassed by the whimper that left her throat if she wasn’t so deep in the pleasure their simple caresses gave her. God, if she was this far gone and they all still had their clothes on…

“I…” Kitty had to lick her dry lips. “I want…”

“What do you want?” Finn asked, adding a little more pressure to the stroke of his thumbs.

“Tell us. Whatever you want we’ll give you,” Ethan spoke against her bare shoulder as he dragged his lips across her skin.

This was it.

Her chance to have what she’d dreamed about for far too long.

“I want you to f-fuck me.”

****

You can pre-order Down And Dirty from -

Smashwords - https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/449107
ARe - https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-downanddirty-1553399-166.html
AU iBooks - https://itunes.apple.com/au/book/down-and-dirty/id891299799?mt=11
US iBooks - https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/down-and-dirty/id891299799?mt=11
Kobo - http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/down-and-dirty-14

 

Rhian Cahill

www.rhiancahill.com

Compliance: The Tale of a Nerd, A Jock and a Whole Lotta Action…

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I came to the realisation I had a thing for nerds somewhere around the age of seventeen. Up until that point I only dated jocks. At seventeen…ish, I realised I actually enjoyed having a conversation. That was when I discovered a brain is sexy, maybe even sexier than a body. Of course, a nerd WITH a body is the ultimate fantasy for me, so it would make sense when I turned my mind to writing Compliance (my contribution to the Down Under Diva’s Down and Dirty box set) I would write a sexy nerd hero, right? This is exactly the kind of nerd I had in mind…

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Right there. That’s my nerd.

Just in case we’re not sure about the sexiness of a nerd, here’s some more images to whet your appetite…

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Of course, Compliance is a male/female/male menage story. And you know, if you’re in the middle of a male/female/male manwich, and one side of that manwich is a nerd, the other side has to be a jock, yes? To balance out your diet. A jock that looks like this, perhaps…

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Mmmmm…

Who wouldn’t want to have each of the above? Which would you chose? The nerd or the jock?

Bethany Sloan sure couldn’t decide when she found herself in lust with nerd and a jock. Of course, the New Yoker decided she didn’t have to. She was on vacation after all, only planning to spend two week in Australia. And then she met nerd, Logan Hill and jock, Curtis Clarkson, two hot Aussie guys and the most unlikely of best friends, and knew she had to have the both. At the same time. Together. Like, all three of them getting it on. A lot…and went about making sure that happened.

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Standing there on Logan’s balcony with the humid summer air kissing her bare skin, and Logan’s and Curtis’s stunned stares roaming her body, Bethany had never ever been so turned on.

And nervous.

And excited.

And scared.

Fear had never gripped her before. She approached life without fear or hesitation, a lesson learnt the hard way after her brother had committed suicide due to the fear of living his life the way he wanted.

She swore she would never do that, never let her heart race with terror, her stomach knot with apprehension. But right now, she was scared.

Scared Logan and Curtis were going to reject what she so obviously presented.

Drawing a deep breath, aware it made her breasts rise and fall, she arched an eyebrow. “Questions?”

Logan didn’t move.

Curtis frowned.

Neither said a word.

Bethany’s tummy clenched. She licked her lip, her mouth suddenly dry. Okay, this wasn’t quite going the way she’d expected. She kind of assumed they’d be—

“What’s the tattoo say?” Logan’s low voice stroked her sanity.

She hitched in a breath, touching the single word inked into the skin beneath her pierced belly button. “Courage.”

Logan moved.

A single stride that destroyed the distance between them.

Stare locked on hers through the lenses of his glasses, he buried his hands in her hair, lowered his face to hers and took possession of her lips with his.

Liquid shards of heat sank into Bethany’s core. She gasped into his mouth, the action granting his tongue access to hers. He took it, a savage kiss of dominating hunger and need.

Bethany’s head swam. Fresh heat pooled in her belly. Oh God, she had not expected Logan to be like…this. Fuck, the sheer power in the kiss, the barely restrained desire of his tongue and lips was enough to propel her to the edge of sexual eruption already.

A whimper escaped her, the sound captured by Logan’s mouth a second before he tore his lips free of hers. “Ask me again if I’m hungry?” he murmured, his breath ragged.

Bethany licked her lips, not in a lame attempt at seduction. It was clear she didn’t need to resort to such measures now, not with Logan at least. His kiss had shaken her to the core, but she wanted more. Not just from him, but from…

Breath puffing from her in shallow pants, she slid her stare from Logan to where Curtis stood motionless, watching them both.

An inferno of lust and want burned in his blue eyes. His nostrils flared. His jaw bunched. “What about you, Curtis?” she asked, her voice a dry rasp.

Logan balled his fists tighter in her hair. A low groan fell from him. She didn’t need to drag her stare from Curtis to know Logan still studied her. If it wasn’t for the fact he pressed his hips harder to hers and rubbed the solid pole of a very impressive erection against her belly, she would have worried her question to Curtis had disturbed him. Perhaps it did, but his body’s response spoke otherwise.

Oh God, Bethany, what are you doing? What if they…

“You’re hungry, aren’t you, Curtis,” Logan stated, his breath hot on her cheek.

Curtis regarded her. The muscle in his jaw clenched again. “I’m hungry,” he agreed. His Adam’s apple slid up and down the strong column of his throat. “But are you sure you want to share, mate?”

The low laugh that rumbled in Logan’s chest turned the apprehensive nerves in Bethany’s belly into an urgent need, a ravenous want. She’d never heard such a confidently aroused sound. Ever.

She slid her stare up to Logan’s face, her breath catching at the open desire in his eyes. “Are you?” she asked.

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Want more? You’re in luck, because Down and Dirty releases in 4 days! Friday 27th of June you can buy the full set on Amazon, and in the meantime you can add it to your Smashwords library or preorder it from AReKobo and iBooks (and if you download the sample you get to read the first 2 chapters of Sami Lee’s Burning Up before the set releases).

 

Burning Up in Australia

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Down and Dirty Special with quoteWhen we Divas first decided to do a boxed set of short MFM erotic romance stories, I was thrilled. I’d had a story idea in the back of my mind for a little while, but wasn’t sure whether to write it or not, nor did I know when I was going to get around to it. The boxed set gave me the impetus to get cracking, and as is usually the case when I write something short, I had a blast doing it! (I really need to write short more often, as it’s a nice little stress relief between these long and emotionally taxing tomes I tend to pen. If only most of my characters weren’t so full of angst I might be able to do it :).)

In Burning Up, there’s relatively little angst, especially when you compare it to the story it follows up. You see, Burning Up is a spin off of Erica’s Choice, which was kind of a big SERIOUS book eh? It’s not a sequel so can be read completely independently, but it stars some of the characters from Erica’s Choice. Pam spencer, Erica’s best friend and two more firefighters from Ashton Heights Firehouse, Steve Waller and Rob McConnell, are the trio in question. They lingered in my mind after I wrote Erica’s book, and let me tell you, Pam, Steve and Rob showed me an AWESOME time :).

Blurb:

Pam Spencer is sick of looking for love in all the wrong places. Sure, she wants a solid relationship, but if steamy casual sex is on offer, who is she to turn it down? Especially when the offer comes from not one, but two smokin’ hot firefighters.

Steve Waller has a serious thing for Pam, but she seems more interested in his mate Rob McConnell. When they both realise Pam is open to a threesome, they jump at the chance. Too bad Steve really wants Pam all to himself. But love can’t blossom out of a crazy one night three way. Can It?

And here’s just a teeny snippet from the first 3 way kiss the characters share:

Pam wriggled a little, an indication that she’d like some space. But Steve merely tightened his grip on her waist. To add to her torment, he even pressed his lips to her ear, brushing a hot breath over it that made her shiver. “You feel okay there, Pammy?”

Her response came out as little more than a rasp. “I don’t understand.”

She feared that was a lie. She feared she did understand all too well what Steve and Rob had planned for her.

Confirming her suspicions, Steve whispered. “Then we’ll show you. Do it, Rob.”

In an instant, Rob’s large hand was bracketing her jaw. The next thing Pam knew, his lips were on hers.

Softness. So much softness. She should have expected it from Rob, the nice guy, but she hadn’t. She’d imagined him passionate and out of control. But this kiss…it was lovely. He brushed his lips against hers, requesting her compliance before working her mouth open. Too shocked by the turn of events, Pam didn’t resist as Rob slid his tongue into her mouth. Her heart pounded as he deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue over hers, stroking her waist…

No. That was Steve stroking her waist, Steve’s hand moving upward, and upward, until his fingers encountered the underside of her breast through the thin cardigan and silky camisole. Her nipple beaded, anticipating his touch. She wanted him to touch her there, to stroke her flesh to a hard point while Rob kissed her into a state of dreamy desire. She wanted it so badly, she arched her spine, writhing now not in protest, but in invitation.

Want more? You’re in luck, because Down and Dirty releases in 5 days! Friday 27th of June you can buy the full set on Amazon, and in the meantime you can add it to your Smashwords library or preorder it from ARe, Kobo and iBooks (and if you download the sample you get to read the first 2 chapters of Burning Up before the set releases).

Can’t wait for release day!

Sami

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