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by Darcy Sweet
Description: Bets are laid and sexy forfeits collected in this scorching hot collection of erotic stories. There's an artist who finds herself in a painted into a ménage, an idealistic young journalist who finds the control she desires on her knees, a bet that tests the sexual boundaries of best friends, an account manager so sure of winning she bets her ass and a hardnosed executive who realizes that losing to submission suits her very well. Place your bets, risk losing and you just may end up coming first. Hard. 1. Painted in Corner. Artist Inara loses a bet that finds her stripped, shaved and painted into a threesome. 2. Told You So. An ambitious young journalist becomes an unwitting player in a bet when she takes on the story 'How To Give The Best Blow Job Ever'. 3. Shake on It. Tired of coming up second in a series of loaded bets Richard makes a dominating play with Emily with surprising repercussions. 4. Hypothetically Speaking. Emphatically hetero Cal finds himself the unwitting player in a bet that he can be made to come by another man. Will he find that any mouth will do? 5. You Bet Your Ass. A shocking bet to take her ass has Margot worried?and turned on.
eBook Publisher: Excessica Publishing,
eBookwise Release Date: September 2010
1 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [210 KB]
Reading time: 134-188 min.
"The core strength to Sweet's work is in the way her characters grow - these are fully developed individuals on a journey... Add to that the sheer dirty heat that Darcy Sweet pumps into her stories, and you've got a great compilation with something sure to please everyone... One thing's for sure: losing a bet has never been so good." - 'Nathan Burgoine, Erotica Revealed, Two Thumbs Up!
"The bet is for your butt Miss Richards. Too hot for you? Do you want to back down?"
I looked at the open conference room doors to check no one had heard his words before hissing, "Goes both ways buddy. You ready to face that loss pretty boy?" I looked pointedly down at his butt which made him laugh again.
"I think I'm pretty safe," he said.
Which made me mad. Ridiculously furious. Stupid enough to hold out my hand and say, "You're on pretty boy."
Stupid, not because I thought he could win, but because it was beneath me to engage him at all.
"Sweetheart I'm going to spank you into next week," he said with a bemused look at my outstretched hand.
"You wish." I glared which only made his smile turn into a grin. I was about to draw back my unshaken hand when he took it and pulled me against him. He leaned in--his mouth against my ear--sandalwood and the hot scent of man wafted with him. "Oh darlin' we both know the truth. Don't we?"
The sound of his voice. The smell of his skin. The heat of his body against me brought it all tumbling back.
Cuervo. Eartha Kitt purring in song. Mistletoe hung in the office doorway. The taste of rum and cake fondant on his lips. The heat of his hand slapping down on my butt. The hard wooden edge of the desk biting into my hip bones. The sound of my voice crying out in orgasm, begging for more
That stupid reckless night he'd circled a finger wet with my own cum against my asshole. Round and around he'd teased that secret place, each stroke slightly deeper, until he pushed inside. His deep voice rumbling at my ear, telling me the next time me took me it would be there.
I shook off the memory.
There had been no next time. There would be no next time. There was not enough tequila in the world to make me go there again.
"You're so uptight. So highly strung Margot. I can help you with that," he murmured, bringing his hand down to rest on the curve of my ass.
A shot of heat rocketed through me at the touch.
I stepped away embarrassed at how wet that the memories had made me. What was it about his man? How could he could make me so angry and still want him? I was about to recant the bet. Tell him it was all a big stupid mistake when he brought a finger up to my lips.
"Shh Margot, no time to talk, I've got to get back to it if I'm going to beat your figures."