Red Red Wine (Tastes of Seduction) (21 page)

“About what?”

“My eggs. They weren’t all broken. And my future was still there. I just couldn’t see it for a while.”

“That’s changed now?”

“It has.” Her eyes shone with determination.

“You know how your future’s going to turn out?”

“No. There was a time, not so long ago, when I thought I could forecast it. But those predictions all went horribly wrong. You see, I made one vital mistake.”

“And that was?”

“Instead of holding on to my dreams, I put them in someone else’s hands. I lost touch with my own future, and because of that, for a little while, I lost my future altogether.”

“But now you have it back.”

“Not yet. But I’m willing to fight for what I want.”

“And what is it you want?”

A million emotions flashed across her face, so fast Andrew couldn’t begin to ascertain any of them.

“For you to be a part of my tomorrows.”

He swallowed. “You’d be willing to fight for that? For us?”

“If it’s what you want too, I’d fight for it with everything that I have.”

Andrew smiled then. Hell, the smile fairly burst across his face. “It’s exactly what I want. To share all my tomorrows with you.”

She smiled right back. “Then I promise to fight for a future together. For as long as you’ll have me.”

“You best be prepared to fight for a very long time.”

She pressed her body firmly against his, breasts to chest and groin to groin. “I love you, Ando.”

His smile became a mischievous grin as blood rushed to his cock. “Think we can start working on those tomorrows tonight? Like right now?”

“I think there is nothing I would like more.”

With that, he sealed his mouth to hers, and there it was again. That stirring deep inside his gut. The sensation, the instinct he only felt around Tori. Before, he hadn’t known what it was. Now he had no doubt. It was love, pure and simple.

About the Author

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Two men, one woman, and a romantic vineyard. Summer’s never been this hot…

Summer Wine

© 2014 Jess Dee

Tastes of Seduction, Book 1

Angus Lowe feels like he’s just stepped onto the set of
Lifestyles of the Rich & Famous
. He’s checking out a luxurious boutique hotel and winery, lured by the possibility of landscaping the gardens. And he’s crazy mad about the woman giving him the tour.

Problem is, Lily Hemington is way out of his league. Not only does she
live
the lifestyle of the rich and famous, she is also crazy mad about the owner of the hotel, Blake Seymour.

Issues get cloudier—or could that be steamier?—when Angus meets Blake. It’s clear Blake has deep feelings for Lily, but it’s also obvious he can’t take his eyes off Angus. While Angus doesn’t find this at all unpleasant, he’s painfully aware Lily and Blake are perfect for each other, and that he doesn’t belong in their perfect world.

Now it’s up to Lily and Blake to convince Angus the only world that counts is the one they all create together.

Warning:
This book should be enjoyed with a bottle of chilled white wine. You’ll need it to cool down when the heat among these three characters burns out of control.

Enjoy the following excerpt for
Summer Wine:

It took every ounce of strength not to rip the dress from her body. Instead, he tugged at the zip at the back, pulling it down. Lily shook the dress over her arms, and it landed in a pile at her feet. She kicked it out of the way.

The woman was more stunning than he’d imagined, her body curvy and lush and made to be touched. Adored. Her breasts were high and firm, and her nipples were pebbled, pushing against the cups of the silky, light-pink bra that matched her panties. He let his hands wander over her satiny flesh, practically imbibing the feel of her.

This was a woman worth savoring. A woman worth taking his time over.

A woman in love with another man.

He slid his finger into her panties, his mouth finding her lips as his fingers discovered her pussy. Her very wet pussy.

His chest heaved in satisfaction, brushing against her breasts. “I’ve checked, Duchess.” Christ, talking was hard in his current state.

“And?”

“I can’t tell for sure. Gonna have to keep my hand there a little longer.”

She sighed dramatically. “Take as much time as you need.”

He did, stroking her plump, damp folds as their lips met in a long, slow kiss that scalded him all the way down to his toes.

“Okay,” he said a million years later. “I can confirm that you are still wet down there. Very wet.”

“I’m not convinced, Angus.”

“Then maybe I’ll just keep checking.”

“Good idea.” A flush stole over her cheeks.

“So, how does it feel, Duchess?” he asked. “Kissing another man in Blake’s hotel?”

She peeked at him from beneath heavy lids, her cheeks deliciously pink. “Truthfully?”

“Always.”

“Naughty.” Lily rubbed herself against him, her pussy lips slipping over his finger. “And freaking sexy.”

“You
look
freaking sexy.” Aroused and uninhibited was a good look on Lily.

“Ya know, I’d feel sexier if your finger was inside me.” She twisted her hips as though seeking to impale herself. “That way you’d be able to tell for sure if I really am wet.”

Angus hesitated a heartbeat. “I have a better method of checking.” He dropped to his knees, curled his hands around her thighs and urged her to widen her stance. Then he pushed her panties aside, took a minute to inhale her musky scent and ran his tongue along her slick folds.

Lily screamed.

He licked her again, relishing the hot liquid that spilled from her pussy.

“Angus!”

He spent a long moment licking her, tasting, gorging as she writhed before him. Then reluctantly, he stood once again and replaced his tongue with his finger. He leaned in and kissed Lily, pressing his chest against hers and slipping his tongue into her mouth, feeding her a sample of her own nectar.

“Proof positive,” he said at last, “that you are indeed very, very wet.”

She didn’t answer, just stared at him with huge eyes and nodded.

“Now I’m curious about something else.”

She rubbed herself sinuously against his hand. “And that is?”

“Just exactly whose finger you want inside you, Duchess. Mine…or Blake’s?”

She looked at him through passion-darkened eyes. “Kiss me again and I’ll tell you.”

Hell, who was he to refuse, especially when her lips were all pouty and parted, waiting for his tongue? As their mouths met, he softly tapped her clit. Her responding purr urged him on.

Lily kissed him harder, chasing his tongue with her own when he withdrew and inviting him back. For long moments, their mouths and lips tangoed as his hand played to his heart’s content.

She pushed up his shirt and flattened her palms against the skin on his back. Then her hands were all over him, trailing along his spine, clinging to his shoulders, edging back along his sides down to his waist. A frustrated moan escaped her throat, and she tore her mouth from his, dragged his T-shirt over his shoulders and dropped it to the floor.

Lily buried her nose in Angus’s neck. Her breath tickled, and the sensation of her skin against his sent another powerful surge of lust through him.

“Truth time, Duchess. Give me a name. Angus or Blake.”

She bit his neck, hard enough to hurt and gentle enough that desire jolted his dick. “Truth time,” she agreed and bit him again before answering, “Angus.” Then, a heartbeat later, “And Blake.”

Angus’s vision darkened momentarily. From resentment…or excitement?

“Both of you. Separately and together,” Lily said in that husky voice of hers, the one she only used when aroused. “Your fingers and your cocks.” She nibbled her way up his neck to his ear. “That, for me, would be the ultimate. The first prize. Alone, you’d each drive me wild. Together… Mmmm. Heaven.”

A combination of pain, pleasure, frustration and need hit him hard in the gut, making him grimace.

Lily bit his earlobe. “Does that shock you?”

Did it? “Yeah… But it also turns me the fuck on.” Because if he were as honest as Lily, he’d acknowledge that kissing Lily in Blake’s hotel
was
fucking sexy. It left him hungry for more, hungry for things he’d never contemplated before. Things like seeing Blake’s finger in Lily’s pussy. Blake’s cock too.

And, Christ, it made him hungry for a taste of Blake’s mouth too. And his cock.

It made him want Blake all wrapped around him—just the way Lily was all wrapped around him. Jesus fuck, being here, in Blake’s place with Lily, just made him
want
. End of story.

“It shocks me too.” The voice that spoke was neither Lily’s nor Angus’s—and it sent hot chills all the way down Angus’s spine.

Revenge wasn’t supposed to be this sweet…

If You Want Me

© 2014 Cassi Carver

The Ashford Legacy, Book 2

Sara Castillo has sworn never to get sucked into the world of the rich and famous, not after billionaire Benjamin Swayne broke her heart and left her carrying the burden of their shared secret.

Now Sara has a successful career working with her dear friend, Kyle Ashford, and her life runs like a well-oiled machine—until Kyle chooses Ben as his best man. No way will Sara let the renowned bad boy turn Kyle’s bachelor party into a front-page fiasco. She’s going to plan the party herself…even if she has to blackmail Ben into agreeing.

Ben isn’t thrilled about working with a woman who’d like to shank him and dump his body in a roadside ditch. But he’s willing to let Sara meddle, if only to teach her a lesson. And if the sight and scent of his old flame still makes his head swim…well, tough.

After Kyle’s party is wrapped up, Ben may finally be able to put Sara in the past. That is, if their time together doesn’t convince them they have a future.

Warning: This book contains a woman who likes being in control, a billionaire who likes to make her lose it, and enough sex toys to satisfy an army.

Enjoy the following excerpt for
If You Want Me:

Ben had been tossing in his bed, unable to do much more than ache for Sara, when a strange sound startled him. After a few seconds, he realized it was probably Sara’s electric toothbrush. But then came the toe-curling moan through the wall, and he knew
exactly
what that sound was.