Blurb
Nothing
forbidden…nothing held back.
Lissa
prefers reading to cutting loose, but is willing to do whatever it
takes to get the juiciest assignments for her job at a major travel
magazine. Her chance finally arrives. She’s set to experience a
posh Caribbean resort, a dream article and review except for one huge
problem. It’s the anything goes theme week where nudity is
expected and lusty hook-ups make threesomes look downright tame. Holy
Hell. What has she gotten herself into?
Precisely
what resort owner Jon Thorne thinks. Tall, dark, and luscious, he
fears the randy male guests will eat her alive, resulting in a lousy
review. His only option is to serve as her guide for every decadent
delight from nude body painting to Dom’s Den where submission and
punishment rule. Unless she wants to call the whole thing off…
And
lose her chance with him, plus give up this gig? Dream on. Tempted
beyond anything she’s known, she matches his passion and then some,
surprising him during a sexy adventure like no other.
Excerpt
They
placed a sugared grape in her navel, two thin mango slices beneath
her breasts, laid a pineapple slice over each nipple, settled a
chocolate-coated strawberry in the hollow of her throat and on each
palm, then glided beef au jus on her inner thighs.
She
fought for breath, their touch further igniting the fire within her.
Using
the spoon, Jon spread passion fruit over her bush.
She
gurgled.
The
guys held her tighter.
Jon
gobbled the strawberry on her throat and suckled her neck, creating
indecent pleasure.
The
two holding her wrists wolfed down the chocolate strawberries on her
palms, sucked her fingers, and planted wet kisses on her arms. The
ones grasping her ankles, lapped au jus from her inner thighs.
She
bucked.
Jon
held her down and licked the pineapple slices surrounding her
nipples, touching her areolas and tips more than he did the fruit.
Heated
waves washed over her, turning her limbs to jelly, making them so
deliciously weak she never wanted to leave this spot.
As
the others feasted on her arms and inner thighs, he finished the
pineapple and mangos, then focused on the grape, chasing it around
her stomach like a ball, his licks arousing her past the point of no
return.
Fighting
for control, she tensed.
The
grape rolled off her, settling next to her hip.
He
grasped her upper thigh, bent down, and ate the piece, his fingers
near her pussy.
She
sucked in air. Didn’t help. The hut kept swimming, the candlelight
blurred.
“Hmm.”
He licked his lips and pressed his forehead to hers.
Gasping,
she gathered enough strength to capture his mouth. He tasted like
chocolate, sugar, pineapple, and a surprisingly tart flavor. This was
eating at its finest.
He
pulled his mouth from hers and heaved air, wonder in his eyes.
His
reaction was the best present he could have given her. This wasn’t
a surprise. It was a freaking miracle.
Settled
between her legs, he lowered his mouth to her bush, but bypassed it
and the passion fruit to tongue her cleft.
Jesus
mother.
She
arched her back, her legs wobbling, skin tingling from too much
stimulation.
Her
jailors clamped down.
She
fought them to get to him. Even if she hadn’t liked him as much as
she did, she wouldn’t have stopped what he’d planned for her. He
was a damn artist in the sack, gliding his tongue down her slit then
back up to lick her nub.
She
pulled air in too fast and coughed.
Gripping
her thighs, he lapped her cleft as he might an ice cream cone,
sometimes touching her clit, sometimes not, his actions becoming a
hit or miss proposition as far as making her blast off. Deliberately,
he kept her from climaxing, drawing out the pleasure, her excitement
growing only to wane before she reached her peak.
Perspiration
glazed her throat and neck. Frustrated at him denying her, she lifted
her butt and pushed her pussy closer to him.
Hand
on her stomach, he guided her back down and kept her there, as the
others did her legs and arms.
Her
heart quivered at their alpha ways. She stayed where she was, until
she ached to get closer to Jon and finally fought him and them.
On
a huff, he broke the others’ hold on her legs, propped her calves
on his shoulders and resumed his torment.
She
clawed her captors’ shorts.
They
didn’t let go.
She
scratched their balls.
They
pulled her hands away.
Jon
indulged, slipping two fingers in her opening while suckling her nub.
Something
inside her coiled and nagged. An itch she couldn’t scratch, her
pussy constricting around his fingers.
He
spread them, making this more intimate, downright base.
Powerless
against his strength, she dug her nails into her palms, using pain as
a distraction to keep from nearing climax too fast and having him
delay it as before.
He
worked his fingers deeper into her pussy then pulled them back,
repeating the process to mimic a fuck, his pace on her clit
increasing, his suckling pushing her to the limit.
Delight
pressed close then scampered away only to return a second later.
Pulling in any air became impossible. Her world centered on her nub,
the wondrous pressure that kept building and torturing, refusing to
stop.
She
stiffened and gasped, everything within her exploding. Dazzling
pleasure swept over her, heating her clear to the back of her mouth,
making sounds sharper, touch more acute.
Her
pussy went wild, a strong pulse beating rhythmically deep inside.
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About
the Author
Tina
is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist who writes
romance for every taste – ‘heat with heart’ – for traditional
publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic
Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three
of her erotic novels were
Readers' Choice Award winners. Another three were named finalists in
the EPIC competition. One of her erotic contemporary romances was
chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews.
The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically
for one of her erotic romances. Two of her titles received an Award
of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Another
two won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina
is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before
penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company
in Story Direction.
1 comment:
Sounds even steamier than your usual, Tina!
Hope it does really well.
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