Hitched by Karpov Kinrade | Release Day with Exclusive Excerpt


HITCHED, the first book in the deliciously schmexy Red Shoe Memoirs series by
wife-and-husband writing duo Karpov Kinrade, is here! 

WARNING: This book contains a lot of sex and a lot of swearing. Now go enjoy it.

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“Hitched is a deliciously fun romp in the sheets with a swoon-worthy man.  If you’re looking for a sexy read, look no further.”
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He called me “wife.” This man standing naked in front of me. Tall. Dark. Sexy as sin… He’s my husband?

Hitched-KarpovKinrade-CoverDisjointed images from the night before, the night I can’t entirely remember, float into my mind. Meeting him in the bar. Sharing tidbits of our lives. I own a company that plans bachelor parties. He’s a pediatric heart surgeon. We both live in Las Vegas, but we come from very different worlds.

And then I remember that kiss. The way his lips brushed against mine, gentle at first, then harder, deeper, with more urgency. Sex in the elevator. Hot, forbidden, delicious.

I remember the way he made me feel. The way our bodies fit perfectly together. But I don’t remember marrying him. And now, he won’t let me go. Dr. Sexy who saves children for a living. He wants the summer to prove we are meant to be.

I can give him a summer. But can I give him a lifetime?

What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas…or it changes your life forever.


As I sink into the luxurious heat, my body breathes a sigh of relief. The tension and stress from the last few days drains out of me, and I close my eyes and lean back, enjoying the music, the sips of wine, the calm.
But it doesn’t take long for my mysterious future ex-husband to creep into my mind, undoing my reverie with memories of our torrid night together.
His hotel room had an extra large bath, one we used to full avail.
He undressed me slowly, his long fingers and strong hands caressing my body with each movement as I stood still, breathing deeply, taking in the moment. I stood naked before him while he was still fully clothed, and the disparity between us sent waves of erotic charge through me.
As I pull this memory up and view it like a movie in my mind, my hand dips under the soapy water and between my legs. I spread my labia and tease my clit, slipping a finger inside of me as I remember him doing the same that night.
His hand over my mound, finger exploring my wet center, my pussy aching for more of him. I could see his cock through his slacks, hard and demanding, and I wanted to free him from that constraint, but I also wanted to continue enjoying this moment as he worshiped me with his eyes and explored me with his body.
I rub at my clit, fingering myself as I use my other hand to tease my nipples. I want this to be him touching me, his fingers, his hands, his tongue and mouth. His cock. But I settle for the memories as I bring myself closer to climax.
He knelt in front of me, his mouth positioned at my pussy as he flicked a tongue out and lightly licked my clit. My body shuddered, knees weak as he pushed his tongue deeper into me, fingers digging into my hips, holding me tightly against his mouth. My hands fell to the top of his head, to his thick dark hair as he pleasured me beyond reason. The bath filled with water as I came hard in his mouth. He finally let me undress him, just before lifting me up and placing me in the steaming bath. He got in beside me, then pulled me onto his lap, impaling me on his hard cock.
My wet pussy took him in greedily, eagerly, and our bodies rocked together in the water, his hands exploring my breasts, waist, hips, his fingers finding my sensitive, swollen clit and sending me over the edge again, quickly this time, as I came on his cock.
I’m nearly there, the memory of him inside me tipping the scale as I come to thoughts of him, alone in my bathtub.
And I realize then that getting him out of my mind is not going to be as easy as signing a few papers.


Kimberly Kinrade and Dmytry KarpovKarpov Kinrade is the pen name for the husband and wife writing duo of bestselling, award-winning authors Kimberly Kinrade and Dmytry Karpov.

Together, they write all things sexy in romance, mystery and paranormal that will get your blood boiling and keep you turning pages.

Look for more from Karpov Kinrade in the Call Me Cat trilogy, the Seduced Saga and the Forbidden Trilogy. Read all about their extensive book list at www.readKK.com.

They live with three little girls who think they’re ninja princesses with super powers and who are also showing a propensity for telling tall tales and using the written word to weave stories of wonder and magic.

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Last Train to Babylon: A Novel by Charlee Fam | Blog Tour and Giveaway – 1 of 3 signed copies of ‘Last Train to Babylon’


Last Train to Babylon: A Novel

by Charlee Fam

Releasing October 28, 2014

William Morrow Paperbacks / Harper Collins


It’s been five years since Aubrey Glass left her Long Island hometown and since then, she’s crafted five perfect suicide notes—just in case. Now, her former best friend has gone and killed herself—Rachel always did have to be the center of attention—and Aubrey can’t believe her luck.

But Rachel’s untimely death doesn’t leave Aubrey in peace. There’s a voicemail from her former friend, left only days before her death that Aubrey must face—and worse, a tasteless after-party, disguised as a memorial for Rachel, that promises the opportunity to catch up with everyone…including the man responsible for everything that went wrong between her and Rachel.

As the event approaches, memories of friendship tangle with painful new encounters while underneath it all, Aubrey feels the rush of something closing in, something she can no longer run from. In one devastating night, everything will change. As the past and present collide, facing the future will force Aubrey to confront herself and decide what will define her…what lies behind or what waits ahead.

LAST TRAIN TO BABYLON is a gripping novel of twisting relationships and raw emotions pulled taut by a touch of delightfully dark comedy as a young woman faces the demons of a past she’s buried and discovers that the life she desires is one she must demand from herself.



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CHARLEE FAM is a twenty-something novelist living in New York City. A Long Island native, Charlee graduated from Binghamton University in 2010 with a degree in creative writing and several awards to her name. LAST TRAIN TO BABYLON is her first novel.


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Driving Me To Christmas by Julie Farrell | Blog Tour

Driving Me to Christmas

Julie Farrell 
from the London Love Series book #5 
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Driving Me to Christmas (London Loves Series Book 5)

Warning: Contains steamy scenes galore, a trip to a swingers’ party, and smidgen of M/M loving!


All Samantha wants for Christmas is for her boyfriend, Verlaine, to propose. It’s what Verlaine wants too, but circumstances keep scuppering his plans for a romantic moment to get down on one knee.
When Verlaine’s ex-girlfriend pops back into their lives for Christmas in London, Sam tries to be nice. But the ex seems determined to stir things up between Sam and her future in-laws, as well as between Sam and her man. And apparently she’s not afraid to play dirty.
Follow Sam on a festive frolic, as she makes a stand for her man and ensures that, this year, all her Christmas wishes will come true.
Driving Me to Christmas will add spice to your stockings this holiday!
About the other books in the series- 
Driving Me to You (London Loves Series Book 1)
Do You Love Steamy Romance?
*Warning: Contains explicit steamy sex,
hot gay romance, and a bang up against a Bentley!
When Sam meets her sister’s sexy
mechanic, Verlaine, she instantly falls for those gorgeous brown eyes and
rugged charms. Soon a steamy romance begins! But unfortunately, there’s
unfinished business between Sam and her ex-boyfriend, the charismatic billionaire,
Sam’s sister, Gemma, knows that only
Marcus can save her vintage-car business from bankruptcy, but Marcus is
determined to win back Sam and save the day. He certainly won’t let the hired
help muscle-in.
Will Sam choose the penniless new love
or the wealthy ex? And how will she tame her childhood nemesis, the classic
Bentley, to become the strong and powerful woman she’s always wanted to be?
Throw in some hot gay romance, and
you’ve got an exciting joyride to rev you up and set you free!
Romancing the
Real You (London Loves Series Book 2)
Do You
Love Steamy Romance?
*Warning: Contains explicit sex, a hot male
stripper, and the truth about psychics!
Eva is a sexy psychic who wants to be
adored. She’s shacked up with C-list celebrity, Victor Valentine, hoping to use
his status to boost both their careers to superstardom.
Her delightful assistant and former
stripper, Charlie, knows she’s happiest when she’s being the real Eva, and the
friction sizzles between them in each steamy love scene! But Eva’s plans
involve deceiving her way to the top, which Charlie knows won’t make her happy.
To make matters worse, sworn enemy, Max
Richards, is a podcaster determined to expose Victor and Eva as fraudsters. His
dream is to nail them live on TV.
Will Eva choose Victor, fame, and
fortune; or Charlie, the man who wants to show her that it’s better to be loved
by one than adored by thousands?
Although part of a series, London Loves
books do not need to be read in order.
Dancing Back to
You (London Loves Series Book 3)
Do you
love steamy romance?
*Warning: Contains gay sex, straight sex, and a
foursome fantasy!
Sam adores her gorgeous boyfriend
Verlaine; he’s a tough guy with a big heart. Their steamy sex-life sizzles in
the bedroom, and outside the bedroom Verlaine is caring and courageous. He
risked his life a year ago trying to save Sam’s ex from a house fire, but
unfortunately he’s now paying the price with PTSD flashbacks and an edgy
Verlaine wants nothing more than to
make dance-loving Sam happy, but his anxiety and two left feet make that
difficult. When he succumbs to a split-second of poor judgment and ruins their
night at a friend’s wedding, Sam tries to understand, but they both know his
self-doubting jealous streak could be as much to blame as his PTSD.
Can Verlaine dance his way back into
Sam’s life (and bed) and learn to cool his temper, before she gives up on him
Contains steamy scenes a-plenty! The
supporting cast includes a hot gay couple, a powerful woman with a lustful eye
on Sam, and a sexy male stripper, who’s willing to teach Verlaine how to dance
and how to romance his girl again.
Erotic Gaze: An
M/M Steamy Romance Novella (London Loves Series Book 4)
Do You
Love Steamy M/M Romance?
*Warning: Contains explicit hot gay sex. With
erotic scenes throughout, this M/M romance is for ADULTS ONLY. Read at your own
Join Scott and Paul on this fun romp
into voyeurism and passion.
Paul is a handsome entrepreneur who
adores his artist husband Scott. They’ve always agreed to remain exclusive, but
they’re starting to crave a bit more in their marriage than online porn and
vanilla sex. Paul wonders what it would be like to be watched, thinking this
could take their passion to a whole other level.
When Scott’s favourite artist, Kate
Jagger, falls for Paul, thinking he’s the man of her dreams, Scott needs to
remind her that Paul belongs to him. Scott realises he can make his mark on his
husband by offering Kate the chance to watch them for a one-time-only erotic
performance, thus fulfilling Paul’s dreams of being watched and Kate’s dreams
of watching two hot men!
Fun, romantic, and very very sexy!
 Driving Me to Christmas 
 — Excerpt 
Driving Me to Christmas
She leaned forward and sucked the end of his cock again. Being watched sixty-nining with her man – while also watching Scott and Paul – was the most erotic thing she’d ever done and her pussy was straining with desire. She saw Scott thrusting his pelvis hard, plunging his cock deeper into Paul’s throat. Sam sucked hard on Verlaine’s cock as he delved his fingers inside. She was utterly taken by the pleasure and she realised she was ready to orgasm already.
from the other books 
Me to You
Sam gripped each end of the tie
like the reins of a horse, then she raised her eyes and studied his lips,
gently parted. He was very kissable – very fuckable. He smiled into her eyes,
making her heart squirm. He could easily reach out and embrace her from here,
and Sam wondered whether he was attracted to her – she knew she was quite
pretty. Her top lip twitched. She focused on wrapping the silky material into a
half-Windsor knot – over, under, through… bind it around my wrists to hold me
in place – I’m all yours!
She stood back, quivering inside.
“There we are. How does it feel?
He smirked. “Like I’m being hung.”
the Real You
Charlie reached out and rubbed the
suds into her breasts, fondling them for his pleasure and for hers, then he
moved one hand down and slipped it between her thighs, caressing her tenderly
with his fingers. His only desire now was to give her absolute pleasure. She
gasped and grinned, letting him know he was doing the right thing. His inner
body juddered.
He kissed her passionately. “I need
to lick you.”
He dropped to his knees. Their
position under the jet of steamy water kept their wet bodies warm, but Charlie
knew he could get Eva much hotter than this. He ran his hands over her toned
buttocks, sliding his fingers between her thighs, and tonguing her clit.
Back to You
The orgasm took her, and she let
out a groan. The feel of her pussy gripping him tight shoved Verlaine over the
edge and he came, too, losing himself in the moment and feeling the world spin
joyfully around him. He thrust harder into her – once, twice, three times –
feeling them merge together, as one. Then Verlaine started to land back to
earth, but he realised Sam’s pussy was still contracting and pulling him
inside. She was leaning back slightly now, so he studied her blissful
expression. He was so in love with this beautiful woman. Sam breathed heavily
and scrunched up her eyes as she slowly drifted back to reality. Then she
opened her eyes and gazed at Verlaine. She burst into giggles, and he laughed,
He ran his hand through her damp
hair and kissed her on the nose. “God, I love you!”
Scott positioned himself firmly
behind Paul, then spanked him a couple of times on the ass, making Paul groan
hard. Before he could recover from that
delight, Scott was rubbing his erection over Paul’s balls and thrusting his
hips into him. Paul grabbed his own cock and absentmindedly jerked himself off,
breathing deeply and bracing himself. Then he felt the head of Scott’s cock
enter his rim. The ecstasy shot up his spine, almost pushing him off balance.
He panted and tried to relax. Scott gently penetrated him further with the tip
of his erection.
“Feels so good.” Scott whispered,
grasping Paul’s buttocks with both hands and easing them apart.
About the Author — 
From panic to published!
I write steamy romances that will make your heart pound hard and your thighs surge with desire! 
There was a time, not so long ago, when all I wanted was to stop my heart pounding hard and my mind surging with fear. You see, I suffered with panic attacks. The fear debilitated me on a daily basis, and the feelings of weakness undermined my self-esteem. This ‘fear of fear’ became so immense that there were times when I was scared to even go outside of my home. 
At those times, all I wanted to do was write, because my imaginary world of fiction provided a soothing escape from reality. The strong female characters I created allowed me to pretend everything was okay in my world. And the sexy men in my fictive imagination were protective, loving, and strong. 
I’ve never been someone to give up! Even at my lowest, I knew I could and would recover. Thanks to a great support network, a wonderful self-help book (The Panic Attacks Workbook by David Carbonell), and my own patient determination I experienced my last ever panic attack in January 2013. Then, in April 2014, I proved how strong I’d become by backpacking with a friend in the chaos and heat of India – something that had filled me with dread back when my fear was dominating my every waking breath. 
But nothing in this life is ever a waste. During the years when I was suffering from panic attacks, I learnt to write well! I honed my craft, and when I came out the other end, I was ready to self-publish, knowing that if I can cope with panic attacks and survive, then I can become a successful indie author too! My books are the products of this amazing journey that I’ve been on, and now I can’t wait to find out what other delights await me, just around the corner!
Never give up on your dreams, and don’t let the setbacks of today ruin your tomorrow! You can do it – just like I did!
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The Parchment Scroll by C.A. Szarek | Blog Tour

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The Parchment Scroll (Highland Secrets #3)

by C.A. Szarek

Published August 2014 by Paper Dragon Publishing

The Parchment Scroll


*can be read as a standalone

Book Three in the time travel, fantasy romance trilogy, Highland Secrets!

Her sister is lost…in the past.

Three weeks after her sister goes missing, Juliette McGowan encounters her on a beach in Scotland. Her sister gives her a scroll full of claims about time travel and disappears—literally.

As a sister, Jules is determined to find her. As a cop, she can’t go to the authorities. The piece of parchment declares magic exists; they’d think she’s nuts.

When a mysterious woman vows she can help her get to the seventeenth century, Jules goes along with it out of desperation.

He’s an infamous barbarian…

Hugh MacDonald is intrigued when he finds a disoriented naked lass on the beach. She holds a scroll that was written by his rival’s wife. Clan MacLeod will pay ransom for her safe return, so he takes her captive.

She challenges his authority—and his desires. What started off as a plan to anger the MacLeods ends with Hugh wanting to keep her for himself.

Can Jules break free of the barbarian, find her sister and return to the future or will she give in to her attraction and desire to remain in the past?


Jules struggled to no avail. The man’s hands were like iron on her waist, and she was laid across the back of a huge black horse, so if she fought him harder, she would probably fall off and hit her head. “Let me go!” she commanded for the billionth time.

Air hit her bare ass, and she couldn’t even reach to yank the shirt down over it. He had her face-down, arms pinned, and damn horseflesh cut into her stomach, stealing her breath. Blood rushed to her head, making her pulse pound in her temples. She wiggled, but he held her tighter. “Seriously! Let. Me. Go.”

He chuckled and held on with only one of his hands.

God, he’s strong.

The guy was huge, too. She was tall for a girl, at five-ten, but this dude had towered over her on the beach. He had to be six-five or six-six, and he was broad, well-muscled, like he lived in the gym. He was hot, too, which just pissed her off. His long dark hair kissed his shoulders, and he had eyes to match.

Another breeze ruffled the shirt, shooting air up her spine. She clenched her thighs and whimpered. No doubt he could see her everything.

His grip burned through the thin linen of the tunic, but he wasn’t hurting her. Not really.

“Hope you’re enjoying the view,” Jules bit at him.

A deep chuckle teased her ears—and made her gut roil. She kicked her legs, trying to flip over and hit him. She’d always hated being restrained, even back in police academy days.

“Calm yerself lass, or ye’ll fall off my horse.”

Jules froze when she felt his big hands on her bare thighs. He brushed higher, getting closer to her girly parts, so she yanked her arm from beneath her and tried to punch his side.

The guy released the hold on her thighs—he only had two hands, after all—and she was able to get a hit in as he tried to grab her wrists.

He missed, she rolled, and clocked him in the ‘nads. Dude cursed—she guessed, it wasn’t English—and Jules took the opportunity to slip from the horse’s back. She landed so hard her bare feet shot pain all the way up to her knees, but the best part was the shock on his face.

Her captor had one hand on his crotch, and those dark eyes were wide. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, staring at her.

“Later, sucker!”

She ran. Harder than she ever had to go after a suspect. Her lungs burned, her legs seared all the way into her quads, and her feet were on fire. Maybe bleeding from the rocky terrain, but she didn’t stop to inspect them.

Hooves on her heels made her push harder.

He was yelling curses and orders from best she could tell, but Jules kept going even after she heard the thud of boots hitting the ground. She didn’t look over her shoulder to see where he was, but he was taller and had a longer stride than her, so she didn’t have a chance if she hesitated even for a second.

Hard hands seized her from behind, and then she was enveloped in his heat. He lifted her off the ground effortlessly and said nothing.

The guy stalked to the horse and threw her on its back, but this time he sat her up properly, swinging up behind her before she had time to react, or think about her bare ass on horsehair—there was no saddle. He wrapped her in his arms, and lifted her so she was sitting on his lap, then pinned her to him. The sound he made deep in his throat shot awareness down her spine and Jules squirmed.

She could feel his anger. He was seething, but he still hadn’t hurt her, despite the steel hold he had going on. His bare chest was hot against her back. And what a chest it was! Despite her own anger, her body was aware of every hard muscle, every defined line she could feel through the shirt she was wearing.

His shirt.

She tingled all over, against her will, worse than when he’d kissed her. Jules shivered and it had nothing to do with the chilly air. After all, she was still flushed from her escape attempt.




C.A. Szarek

Bestselling, award winning author of romantic suspense and epic fantasy romance, C.A. loves to dabble in different genres. If it’s a good story, she’ll write it, no matter where it seems to fit!

She’s a hopeless romantic and always will be. Risking it all for Happily Ever After is what she lives by!

C.A. is originally from Ohio, but got to Texas as soon as she could. She’s happily married and has a bachelor’s degree in Criminal Justice.

She works with kids when she’s not writing.

Website: www.caszarek.com

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The Tartan MP3 Player

The Tartan MP3 Player #1

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The Fae Ring

The Fae Ring #2

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Alex by Sawyer Bennett | Blog Tour and Giveaway – Alex Crossman / Carolina Cold Fury Hockey Jersey




Cold Fury Hockey # 1

By: Sawyer Bennett

Releasing October 14th, 2014



USA Today bestselling author Sawyer Bennett scores big-time with the first novel in a sexy new series hot enough to melt the ice.

Hockey star Alexander Crossman has a reputation as a cold-hearted player on and off the rink. Pushed into the sport by an alcoholic father, Alex isn’t afraid to give fans the proverbial middle finger, relishing his role as the MVP they love to hate. Management, however, isn’t so amused. Now Alex has a choice: fix his public image through community service or ride the bench. But Alex refuses to be molded into the Carolina Cold Fury poster boy . . . not even by a tempting redhead with killer curves.

As a social worker, Sutton Price is accustomed to difficult people—like Alex, who’s been assigned to help her create a drug-abuse awareness program for at-risk youth as part of the team’s effort to clean up his image. What she doesn’t expect is the arrogant smirk from his perfect lips to stir her most heated fantasies. But Sutton isn’t one to cross professional boundaries—and besides, Alex doesn’t do relationships . . . or does he? The more she sees behind Alex’s bad-boy façade, the more Sutton craves the man she uncovers.


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“You’re late, Mr. Crossman,” I say, disapproval ringing through. “By about half an hour.”

He doesn’t look the slightest bit chagrined, but his smile turns even brighter. Removing his hands from the desk, he actually sets a hip along the edge and I swallow hard as I notice the taut thigh muscles staring me in the face as the material of his slacks pulls against his leg. I make myself—absolutely make myself—immediately raise my eyes to his so I don’t inadvertently look at what may be in between those thighs, because somehow I imagine it has to be as magnificent as the rest of him.

Nodding over to the couch in the corner, I say, “If you’ll have a seat, it will be a moment.”

He doesn’t move from the desk but just stares down at me, his smile no longer showing the brilliance of white but rather tilted up in amusement at me.

“Tell you what,” he says as he leans in a bit closer and murmurs, “I’ll go sit and patiently wait if you let me cook you dinner at my place tonight.”

The muscles in my face go lax and with no means of support, my jaw drops open again. Alex Crossman, professional hockey player and most gorgeous man on the planet—nay, the universe—just asked me out?

No wait . . . that wasn’t asking me out on a date . . . that was asking me to his apartment.

For dinner.

A private dinner . . . in a private place.

Warning bells go off in my head and I realize with absolute clarity that Mr. Crossman extended that invitation with the hopes of getting in my pants.

Of all the—

Okay, again, not sure whether to orgasm or be offended.

I choose to remain professional—since I’m still on the clock—and go with offended.

Narrowing my eyes at him, I nod back over to the couch. “No, thank you. If you’ll go have a seat so I can get some work done . . .”

Looking at me a moment longer, he shrugs his shoulders, and I watch as the amused smile slides from his face

“Never hurts to ask,” he says with a wink before he walks over to the couch and plops down on it.


Sawyer Bennett

USA Today bestselling author Sawyer Bennett is a snarky Southern woman and reformed trial lawyer who decided to finally start putting on paper all of the stories that were floating in her head. Her husband works for a Fortune 100 company which lets him fly all over the world while she stays at home with their daughter and three big, furry dogs who hog the bed. Sawyer would like to report she doesn’t have many weaknesses but can be bribed with a nominal amount of milk chocolate.


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Blue Dahlia

Vivian Winslow

Genre: Erotic Romance

Release Date: October 16, 2014

Purchase: Amazon US 

Blue Dahlia is the first book in the second trilogy of Vivian Winslow’s Gilded Flower series, featuring Lily Baron’s free-spirited twin sister, Dahlia.

New York socialite Dahlia Baron is falling for her Latin lover, Rodrigo Cruz, the scion of the Mama Linda Latin foods empire, and hopes to take the relationship to the next level. But there’s is a dark secret that she must deal with first in order to truly give her heart to him. When Dahlia visits the man from her past, will the undercurrents of her emotions let her go to Rodrigo or will they pull her back to the one person who stands between them?

Mature readers only. 18+





Dahlia leads Rodrigo up a wide flight of stairs and through a small photography exhibition with a sleepy guard standing by the entryway. They cross the empty room to an unmarked door. She produces a key card and swipes it.

“How?” Rodrigo begins to ask.

She replies with a wink and closes the door behind them. “This is where they keep the pieces waiting to be sent to the storage facility,” Dahlia whispers as they walk past rows of cloth covered paintings and wooden crates. As they reach the end of the corridor, Dahlia pulls Rodrigo into the last row.

Without hesitating, he draws her mouth to his, their kiss all-consuming. His hot tongue finds hers and takes the kiss so deep it sends electricity through her body. He always knows what she needs in the moment. Today, she wants all of him. She needs his reassurance.

He cups her face with his hands and gently tugs on her lower lip with his teeth. The desire in his eyes leaves her core throbbing for him. She moans as she feels his generous erection press up against her.

Rodrigo’s hand moves under her skirt, grabbing and kneading her ass before hitching her leg around his waist. Without missing a beat, she leans back against the wall to allow him better access to her snatch.

He smiles seductively, licking his bottom lip as his hand goes exploring, palming her clit. He presses his lips hard against hers, and she relishes in the heady feeling his kisses give her. Her hips begin to move to the rhythm of his fingers, as he glides them in and out of her wet, hot love tunnel.

Dahlia gasps as he begins to move faster. “I want you inside me,” she whispers, her breathing strained by the excitement of the moment. She can’t get enough of him. “Love me now.”

Dahlia playfully bites and licks his neck as she runs her hands through his thick dark hair. “I can’t imagine being anywhere else, baby.”

Rodrigo brusquely lifts her by her ass, and she wraps her legs around him. He moans as he sinks his hard cock into her.

He moves slowly at first, enjoying the tightness of her cunt. Dahlia closes her eyes as he plunges deeper into her core. She likes that he takes it slow with her, his fullness becoming all that she can feel, overwhelming her senses.



About the author

Vivian Winslow was born and raised in Southern California. Before becoming a writer, she made a career out of moving around the world every couple of years thanks to her husband’s job. She currently lives in New York City with her husband and two elementary school age children, and is grateful to finally have a place to call home for more than two years. New York is the perfect city to indulge her love of shopping, the arts and especially food.

If she’s not at home writing or running around the city with her kids, you’ll most likely find her indulging in pizza on the Lower East Side or having a cocktail at her favorite bar in Alphabet City. That said, she’s still a California girl at heart and would gladly trade in her heels for a pair of flip-flops to catch a sunset on the beach.

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