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by Desiree Holt
Category: Erotica/Menage Erotica/Romance
Description: Lanie Burrell had heard about group sex, but how would she handle being thrust into the middle of a hot Saturday night party? Lanie Burrell was shocked to discover the reason Cody Hawkins was the only other neighbour on their private little cul de sac. He needed the privacy for the swinging parties he hosted featuring the kind of uninhibited group sex she read about in the erotic books she reviewed. At the moment they were the most exciting part of her sex life. Then Cody invited her to one of his parties, and she found a wildness within herself she hadn't known existed. And an attraction between herself and Cody that exploded like a big bomb on a short fuse.
eBook Publisher: Total-e-bound, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: September 2010
15 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [91 KB]
Reading time: 52-73 min.
"Ms. Holt has packed such a full, exciting tale into Swingtime that I recommend enjoying it in whatever format you can find. I absolutely loved Swingtime. It's wildly erotic entertainment with heart and it's sure to leave you with a smile on your face. Joyfully Recommended!" -Joyfully Reviewed
Lanie Burrell flipped a page in the book she was reading and sighed. Since she'd taken a job as reviewer for erotic romance publishers, she'd become all too aware of how pitiful her own sex life was. She could only lose herself in the pages of someone else's fantasy so many times before wondering if she'd ever get to live out her fantasies. If the closest she would get was reading about them while she sunned herself on her patio.
She turned a page and sighed. This particular book was about a menage, and the heroine was in bed for the first time with both lovers. Naked, they lay back on the cool cotton sheets, hands stroking each other, touching each other's sex organs in erotic exploration. The heroine had just--
The deep male voice startled her, and she jumped, dropping her book on the patio beside her chair.
"Ohmigod, Cody." She pressed her hand to her heart. "You scared me out of ten years' growth."
Her neighbour didn't usually sneak up on her this way. It was bad enough living on the same cul-de-sac with a man who made her mouth water, her nipples stand at attention and her crotch dampen whenever she laid eyes on him, but she usually had enough warning that she could keep herself under control. Today not only had he walked into her yard without notice, but if she'd been an aggressive, uninhibited female, she would have given in to her feelings and thrown herself at him, begging for wild, crazy sex.
Cody Hawkins was a magnificent six-foot-two, with well-defined muscles rippling beneath skin tanned the colour of old bronze. Black hair cut deliberately shaggy fell just below the nape of his neck like black silk, the colour echoed by his thick eyelashes that framed electric-blue eyes and the pelt of hair that covered his chest and arrowed down below his waistband. Today, it was all visible because he wore only the briefest of cut-off shorts, the rest of him, including his sculpted, muscular legs, on glorious, mouth-watering display.