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Dazzled By Silver by Lacey SilksGenre: Erotic Romance
Categories: F/F, M/F/F Menage, M/F with HEA ending
Published: July 22, 2013
Publisher: MyLit Publishing
Format: eBook (paperback TBA)
Length: Novel, 54000 words
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Blurb
Private Investigator, Gabriel Silver is healing from a deadly loss, burying himself in work and avoiding relationships of any kind. When he agrees to help a friend who's tangled up with drug dealers he has no idea the job will change his life.Samantha Connor is recovering from a terrible relationship. She's on the prowl for a hot hook-up, with no strings attached. When she meets Gabriel, she thinks she's found the perfect man to fulfill her deepest yearnings. But Gabriel turns out to be more than meets the eye.Soon, she's knee-deep in his latest case and on the run with Gabriel and her sexy friend Kendra. As they plot to trap the drug dealers, Samantha and Gabriel begin a thrilling game of cat and mouse. With growing feelings, danger at every turn and seduction on the table, anything can happen.Can they both let go of their shattered pasts long enough to find true love, or is Gabriel Silver about to find out that history repeats itself, and lose everything he ever cared about?Warnings: This title contains erotic situations, graphic language, a steamy threesome and a hot FF scene as the main character's 'curiosity' needs to be satisfied. It is however a MF erotic romance.
Excerpt:
“Did you like my gift?” He teased my shoulders with a gentle massage.
“I’m wearing it.”
“Let me see.” He turned me around to face him.
“What?” Did he expect me to lift my dress for him?
“You know I’ll see them anyway, but I’d like to see you wearing them before they’re on the floor in pieces.”
“You can’t tear these off!” I protested.
“I’ll get you another pair.” He took a step back and crossed his arms as if waiting for a show.
“No, not these.” I flattened my palms against my front protecting the black lace under my dress.
He sighed. “Fine, I won’t ruin them, but I want to see them on you.”
Inhaling deeply, I lowered my hands, shut my eyes and slowly lifted my dress. A cool breeze blew between my thighs. For a moment, I thought I’d heard the gentle whistle of the wind. When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was Gabe, standing inches away from me.
“I wore them every day,” I whispered, letting go of my dress. “I couldn’t resist knowing your mouth had been on them.”
“I hoped you would. After tonight, you won’t need panties to remember my mouth on you.”
I sucked in a sharp breath of air before Gabe’s lips crushed mine. He wrapped his arms around me. I let go of my dress, tangling my fingers in his hair. The city sounds in the distance mixed with my pounding heart. I scraped his scalp gently with my nails, and then dragged them lower, smoothing the pads of my fingers along his hairline.
He collided with my body and the growth in his pants pushed against me. My back pressed to the railing. His heartbeat pulsed through his jugular under my fingers. I stood higher on my toes, feeling his rigid contour with my lower half before he pulled away.
Gabe’s face appeared composed, but his heavy breathing betrayed him. His eyes glistened with both desire and confusion. What was he thinking?
“No strings attached?” he asked.
“None.” I tried to unwind the invisible knots that tied me to him, but couldn’t. What if I wanted another night of passionate sex? His touch at the strip club last week had been only a temporary relief. Would tonight be it? Would this fling be over too soon?
He frowned and walked toward the cabana.
“What’s the matter, Gabe?” I followed.
A slight buzzing sounded, and Gabe checked his phone. His brow narrowed as he shut it off and stuffed it back in his pocket.
When he finally looked at me again, he said, “Maybe it’s too much to ask, but I’d like to know we’re mutually exclusive.”
My breath stilled and, in the back of my mind, alarms went off. “I don’t date.” This wasn’t up for discussion. Casey had shown me what dating was like, and I didn’t want to have anything to do with it.
“Not dating, just...enjoying.” The last word out of his mouth rolled off his tongue.
Would it be possible? To see each other when our bodily cravings peaked? All I wanted was his body for as long as possible.
I stepped forward, a grin on my face. “I’m sure I’ll enjoy this.” I slid my hand to Gabe’s crotch, curving my palm along his erection.
His eyes lit up. He took my wrists into his hands and held them tightly at my side, pressing into me until my back was flat against the wooden post of the cabana.
My heart picked up its tempo again, and the tight squeeze between us deprived me of a chance to take a deeper breath. My breasts pushed up high in my dress, swelling to their fullest.
A new song played on the rooftop below, camouflaging the moans escaping my mouth.
“I need to taste you, Samantha, now.” His grip on my wrists eased, and he glided his hands up my arms, then down over my figure to the zipper under my arm.
The unfastening of my dress was too much for me. I tugged at his gray shirt, forcing Gabe to lift his arms to get rid of it. His chest couldn’t have been more appetizing. Slick and tanned with hairs scattered in divine patterns.
His fingers returned to my zipper and, this time, he didn’t let go until the dress fell to the floor. His eyes lit up. “God, you’re beautiful.” He cupped my breasts, massaging gently, never closing his eyes. It was as if he wanted to remember every movement of his fingers along my skin. With each touch Gabe’s eyes beamed brighter, and his erection strained within his pants.
My palms explored his pecs, sliding over the silky terrain. A few stray hairs tickled my fingers and the smell of Cupid’s scent mixed with a hint of sweat teased my lungs.
He pulled me in closer. “I can’t think around you,” he said.
“Don’t think. I’m all yours.” I spread my legs for him as he lowered his hands to my black lace panties. I didn’t want anyone else.
His mouth grazed down my neck, tasting one nipple, then the other, lengthening it with his mouth. He trailed his tongue down the valley between my breasts toward my navel. He grinned at me as he hooked his fingers into my panties.
I looked for something to hold onto, grabbing his shoulders. I closed my eyes, and Gabe lowered the damp black lace to the ground.
His breath cooled the heat between my legs. “Whoever waxes you needs a raise.” He kissed the hollow between my leg and my sex.
“I’ll let her know you’re pleased.” All my focus rushed to Gabe's lips on my pussy.
STOP
“Did you like my gift?” He teased my shoulders with a gentle massage.
“I’m wearing it.”
“Let me see.” He turned me around to face him.
“What?” Did he expect me to lift my dress for him?
“You know I’ll see them anyway, but I’d like to see you wearing them before they’re on the floor in pieces.”
“You can’t tear these off!” I protested.
“I’ll get you another pair.” He took a step back and crossed his arms as if waiting for a show.
“No, not these.” I flattened my palms against my front protecting the black lace under my dress.
He sighed. “Fine, I won’t ruin them, but I want to see them on you.”
Inhaling deeply, I lowered my hands, shut my eyes and slowly lifted my dress. A cool breeze blew between my thighs. For a moment, I thought I’d heard the gentle whistle of the wind. When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was Gabe, standing inches away from me.
“I wore them every day,” I whispered, letting go of my dress. “I couldn’t resist knowing your mouth had been on them.”
“I hoped you would. After tonight, you won’t need panties to remember my mouth on you.”
I sucked in a sharp breath of air before Gabe’s lips crushed mine. He wrapped his arms around me. I let go of my dress, tangling my fingers in his hair. The city sounds in the distance mixed with my pounding heart. I scraped his scalp gently with my nails, and then dragged them lower, smoothing the pads of my fingers along his hairline.
He collided with my body and the growth in his pants pushed against me. My back pressed to the railing. His heartbeat pulsed through his jugular under my fingers. I stood higher on my toes, feeling his rigid contour with my lower half before he pulled away.
Gabe’s face appeared composed, but his heavy breathing betrayed him. His eyes glistened with both desire and confusion. What was he thinking?
“No strings attached?” he asked.
“None.” I tried to unwind the invisible knots that tied me to him, but couldn’t. What if I wanted another night of passionate sex? His touch at the strip club last week had been only a temporary relief. Would tonight be it? Would this fling be over too soon?
He frowned and walked toward the cabana.
“What’s the matter, Gabe?” I followed.
A slight buzzing sounded, and Gabe checked his phone. His brow narrowed as he shut it off and stuffed it back in his pocket.
When he finally looked at me again, he said, “Maybe it’s too much to ask, but I’d like to know we’re mutually exclusive.”
My breath stilled and, in the back of my mind, alarms went off. “I don’t date.” This wasn’t up for discussion. Casey had shown me what dating was like, and I didn’t want to have anything to do with it.
“Not dating, just...enjoying.” The last word out of his mouth rolled off his tongue.
Would it be possible? To see each other when our bodily cravings peaked? All I wanted was his body for as long as possible.
I stepped forward, a grin on my face. “I’m sure I’ll enjoy this.” I slid my hand to Gabe’s crotch, curving my palm along his erection.
His eyes lit up. He took my wrists into his hands and held them tightly at my side, pressing into me until my back was flat against the wooden post of the cabana.
My heart picked up its tempo again, and the tight squeeze between us deprived me of a chance to take a deeper breath. My breasts pushed up high in my dress, swelling to their fullest.
A new song played on the rooftop below, camouflaging the moans escaping my mouth.
“I need to taste you, Samantha, now.” His grip on my wrists eased, and he glided his hands up my arms, then down over my figure to the zipper under my arm.
The unfastening of my dress was too much for me. I tugged at his gray shirt, forcing Gabe to lift his arms to get rid of it. His chest couldn’t have been more appetizing. Slick and tanned with hairs scattered in divine patterns.
His fingers returned to my zipper and, this time, he didn’t let go until the dress fell to the floor. His eyes lit up. “God, you’re beautiful.” He cupped my breasts, massaging gently, never closing his eyes. It was as if he wanted to remember every movement of his fingers along my skin. With each touch Gabe’s eyes beamed brighter, and his erection strained within his pants.
My palms explored his pecs, sliding over the silky terrain. A few stray hairs tickled my fingers and the smell of Cupid’s scent mixed with a hint of sweat teased my lungs.
He pulled me in closer. “I can’t think around you,” he said.
“Don’t think. I’m all yours.” I spread my legs for him as he lowered his hands to my black lace panties. I didn’t want anyone else.
His mouth grazed down my neck, tasting one nipple, then the other, lengthening it with his mouth. He trailed his tongue down the valley between my breasts toward my navel. He grinned at me as he hooked his fingers into my panties.
I looked for something to hold onto, grabbing his shoulders. I closed my eyes, and Gabe lowered the damp black lace to the ground.
His breath cooled the heat between my legs. “Whoever waxes you needs a raise.” He kissed the hollow between my leg and my sex.
“I’ll let her know you’re pleased.” All my focus rushed to Gabe's lips on my pussy.
STOP
About the Author
Lacey is an Author of Erotic Romance. Her stories come from her life, dreams and fantasies. She’s a happily married wife with two kids. Lacey likes to make her readers blush and experience the story as if they were the characters. Drawing on the reader’s most sensitive emotions through realistic stories satisfies her more than… …ok not really, but you get the point;) She likes a pinkish shade on a woman’s cheeks, men with large feet and sexy lingerie-especially when it’s torn off the body. Her favorite piece of clothing is a ‘birthday suit’.Find Lacey Silks online: Website | Twitter | Facebook | Goodreads
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