Contemporary Erotic Romance
|Orchids & Orgasms
co-written with Alyssa Brooks
Out now from Ellora’s Cave
Nate’s on a treasure hunt—to find the gold ball his former girlfriend has secreted between her legs. What’s she doing playing with sex toys at her wedding rehearsal anyway? And can he get close enough to find it before she says “I do” to the wrong man?
Lexi doesn’t know why she picked today of all days to try out the Ben Wa Balls, but they have her primed for sex…and thinking of one sexy, bad-boy mechanic. Too bad Nate’s not the one she’s marrying, but he always said oil and champagne didn’t mix…
Nate isn’t sure he’s the man Lexi needs for the long haul and he sure never planned on abducting her, but when he finds himself crashing her wedding rehearsal, that’s exactly what he does. She fires his engines like no other and this time, he’s playing for keeps…unless she runs over his heart. Again.
Orchids & Orgasms
Also Available in PRINT!
as part of the print anthology Naughtiest Nuptials
5 Blue Ribbons - These ladies do a fantastic job with visualizations…a gem of a read. Nickie, Romance Junkies
5 Kisses - Full of poignant emotion and amazing love scenes, Orchids and Orgasms has earned itself a very special place on my Keeper Shelf. Kerin, TwoLips Reviews
4 Hearts - Prepare for excitement…super hot sexual tension that explodes throughout the pages. Lisa, The Romance Studio
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I did love your book with Alyssa – I just about swallowed my tongue reading…hilarious. Debbie
|This excerpt is intended for readers over 18.
Her fingers grappled in the crotch of her underwear for the elusive damned ball. Frantic, Alexis crammed her middle finger as high inside her vagina as she could, pushing the remaining ball back into place so she wouldn’t lose it too.
Where was the other one?
She heard a small thud.
“Oh, God,” she squeaked.
Why was this happening to her?
“Looking for this?” Nate swept down between her legs and picked up the missing ball. Whipping her hands free, Alexis wiped her fingers and faced the bane of her existence, Nate Tonetti.
Hungry for him, she devoured the vision of sin personified—shoulder-length black hair, triangular goatee, captivating blue eyes. Tanned and tattooed. Wicked and wonderful. Irresistible. And he’d been hers. For a time.
Where was his ever-present leather jacket, she wondered, catching a faint whiff of the garage that always seemed to cling to him, even fresh from the shower. Leather and motor oil, two things synonymous with Nate. Two things guaranteed to turn her on.
Today he wore tight, tattered jeans and an even tighter black t-shirt, bulging in all the right places. Her fingers itched to trace his sculpted pecs, to raise the left sleeve of his shirt so she could set her eyes on the cougar adorning his muscular biceps. The sight of the tattoo always made her drool.
The scent of Nate made her pant. God, she was wet. And ready. She wanted to fuck him. Bad.
I’m in a church! Planning my wedding! Down, libido, down!
Nate held the gold, glistening ball at eyelevel and sniffed. His nostrils flared. “Smells like you. Would it taste like you too, I wonder?”
“Give that back!” Alexis shook free of her stupor and reached for it but he snatched his hand away and she lurched, almost losing her balance. The movement jiggled the second ball between her legs and she tried to suck it up. Damn Nate. Damn these balls.
“Uh, uh. Tell me what it is and I might let you have it.” His wicked grin reminded her how much she loved him…it, it, the sex, anything but him!
“What are you doing here?” She clenched her thighs in an effort to prevent further embarrassment. Why had she listened to Jenny? Her pussy muscles were fine, thank you very much!
His piercing eyes took in the flower-bedecked pews lining the aisle. “I see you have your orchids. Not much of an odor to them, is there?”
“I mean it, Nate. Tell me what you’re doing here.”
“Tell me what this is first.”
He looked at the ball, then popped it in his mouth, swirling it around. His cheeks inverted as he sucked. “Delicious.”
“Oh, disgusting.” Alexis looked away. She had enough issues to deal with without…that.
“I used to lick you all the time. You didn’t think that was disgusting.”
“Yeah but that fell on the floor!”
“Now that you mention it,” he said, shifting the ball to the other side of his mouth, “I see what you mean. That is kinda gross.” Putting his hand to her nape, he pulled her to him. Their noses brushed. “Watcha say we get dirty together, Lexi?”
A heartbeat later, he meshed their lips. At the taste of him, Alexis shattered. She forgot where she was, what she was supposed to be doing, even who she was. Instead, she became Nate’s sex-starved Lexi. She sucked on his tongue, loving the thick glide of it against hers as he plundered her mouth.
His hands roamed her back and butt, warming her, heating her crotch to boiling. When he grabbed a handful of ass and kissed her harder, Lexi moaned in appreciation.
Something clanked against her teeth—the ball! Nate was trying to thrust the damn ball into her mouth. Dick-whipped for him or not, she drew the line there.
It took all of her willpower but Lexi broke free, spitting out the hated ball. It fell to the floor with a plop.
“Stop!” She turned her head to the side, unable to believe what she’d just allowed to happen. Just participated in.Encouraged. “A kiss doesn’t change anything. I could have just kissed the minister and I’d still be getting married tomorrow.”
The minister wouldn’t have had a Ben Wa ball in his mouth.