Sex on the Beach
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by Missy Lyons, Cherie Denis
Description: Sally lives a dream life on the Garden Isle of Kauai, but living in a huge empty house has made her achingly lonely. She can't even remember the last time a man was in her bed. So when a sinfully sexy cowboy wanders onto a deserted strip of beach she was ready for some casual sexy fun. Harry had been widowed for two years, but despite his guarded heart he fell hard for the smoking hot beautiful creature on the beach. As Harry and Sally explore the island together, it's near impossible to keep her insatiable appetite for sexy adventures filled. The more time they spend together, the more his heart wants her as much as his cock. Yet when her employers return unexpectedly, her job is at risk. Everything goes wrong in Harry's desperate attempt to keep her safe and protected, but he is determined that nothing can keep them apart. Even if his life is on the line.
eBook Publisher: Whispers Publishing, 2012 2012
eBookwise Release Date: February 2012
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [183 KB]
Reading time: 118-166 min.
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"Welcome to the Romance Connection! Where love stories come true every day and dirty little secrets love to come out and play!" The beautiful blonde game show hostess walked down the stairs pulling up the hem of her sequined dress so as not to trip on the flashy material. The camera loved her, but it didn't do her justice. She was much more seductive in person with that low-cut neckline and engaging smile.
"So, tonight we have Harrison Ford and his match Madeline Newton after their first date last night." The hostess tipped her microphone towards Harrison's date sitting on the couch next to him. "So, Madeline, how'd it go?"
"Oh, well you know how these things are. It takes time to really get to know a guy."
Harrison did his best to not grind his teeth. Last night had sucked as far as a first dates go. The woman had been ice cold to him all evening. She'd even ducked when he tried to kiss her goodnight. If this was the way things were going to be in the future, he was not looking forward to a trip with her to Hawaii. A whole week with her in the same hotel room would be torture. Personally, he'd rather get all his teeth pulled without pain killers. "I guess it went okay, but I'm looking forward to learning more about Harrison on the islands."
Madeline turned and played along the row of his shirt buttons. Her deft fingers traced the line of buttons before lingering near his neck. Harrison wanted to push her hands away, but refrained. He knew she was just doing it for the cameras. This was the most she had touched him.
"Well that will be up to our bachelor as to whether you win the $50,000 and take the trip to Hawaii together or not. He could always go alone and meet his dream woman there. Did you have fun last night Harry?"
He refrained from rolling his eyes, but it wasn't easy. "I guess."
He hadn't had any fun, but he knew how this game worked. If he stayed with the girl chosen for him, together they could split the money and get to go on a vacation with each other, or he would get a consolation prize and go on the trip by himself.
"Let's play a clip back for our audience and see if he's telling the whole story." The hostess smiled widely as if she knew a secret neither of them shared. The lights dimmed and a huge screen behind them began playing a clip of them having ice cream.
Harry shuddered. That was a particularly dreadful moment of their date he wished he could forget.
Yeah, he had tried to be smooth and put his arm around her shoulders in the ice cream parlor. He was only being a typical man, testing the waters.
She threw his arm off and snarled, "What do you think you're doing?"
The six foot tall television screen made every emotion on Harrison's face evident. It was embarrassing to see the shock and hurt on his face when she rejected him. That was the moment he realized he was face to face with a true ice maiden.
His past experiences had taught him ice maidens were all the same. They were almost always drop-dead gorgeous. But, like a poisonous plant they were pretty to look at, and deadly to the touch.
He tried not to date women who were too gorgeous. The one time he had in college, she'd tried to use sex to get him to do what she wanted. It sucked to be used strictly for sex with no love attached. He wanted more in a woman than a sexy package.
"Just trying to keep you warm." Harry watched himself shrug off the rejection on the big screen. He had tried not to show any emotion, but it stung then and it still did.
"Yeah well, keep your hands to yourself next time, buster." Madeline then turned her head away and looked out the window, avoiding eye contact. She wasn't interested in him.
Harry watched when her pretty pink tongue slipped between her lips to lick her cone. A sexy move that had left Harry feeling cold and lonely.
The rest of the night, he'd kept his hands to himself.
The screen blacked out and the lights suddenly became brighter.
Harry's tummy did a flip-flop and he wanted to empty the contents of his stomach.
"Looks to me like a fun time was had by all." The hostess remarked sarcastically. Turning toward the audience she remarked, "Audience, get ready to make your vote but before you do, you need to know all the dirty little details. One of our contestants is not telling the whole story."
Harry had told everything to the producing execs. So it had to be Madeline who was hiding something. He crossed his arms and looked expectantly at her across the couch.
The hostess grinned and looked straight at Madeline. "Come on, sweetheart. Is there something you want to share with us?"
"No. I like Harry. It just takes me a while to warm up. That's all." She smiled brightly and shifted in her seat. The move raised Madeline's mini skirt an inch higher giving the camera, and audience, a nice view of her smooth right thigh. "I can't wait to go for walks along the beach in the moonlight with my new honeybunch. He's so sweet. How could I resist him?" Madeline gave the audience a huge smile, flashing her straight, bright white teeth.
"You might want to tell him about your other sweetheart? Or, did you plan on taking him along too?"
Madeline's face turned ghost white. "What?"
"You know? The other guy. The one you were making out with just after your date with Harry?"
"Oh, yes!" The hostess's face lit up with the secret finally revealed. "Let's roll the tape for our audience."
The lights dimmed again. Harry was relieved, because no one could see his reaction to the news. His belly clenched in pain as if he'd been hit in the gut by a baseball bat. No man wanted to be made a fool of--especially on national TV.
Yet, the huge screen showed him giving her an innocent kiss on the cheek at the end of the evening. Words rolled across the bottom of the screen telling the time and it wasn't ten minutes later when another guy rolled up on a motorcycle. He flipped his long legs over the bike and met Madeline in the middle of the lawn where he picked her up.
His kiss wasn't anywhere close to innocent. He deep throated her with his tongue and his hands went up her skirt. His mouth never left hers as he swung her up in his arms and strode into the house as if he owned it. There was no question what was going to happen after the door slammed shut.
The lights returned to normal and beat down on Harry. This time their heat made him perspire.
Madeline had been caught in the act. Her face was beet red, and Harry was sure it wasn't from the lights.
"I can explain, Harry." Madeline leaned forward to put a hand on his knee, but he pushed it away.
"We certainly hope so." The hostess sneered. "I'm dying to hear your explanation. It has to be interesting."
"Aren't you supposed to be single when you go on this show?" Harry just couldn't believe what he'd just witnessed.
"Technically I am. He's married to another woman." She looked at him with wide blue eyes. Harry almost felt sorry for her, but damn, how stupid did she think he was, not to mention the audience?
He shook his head and rolled his eyes.
Why the fuck had he agreed to go on this stupid show in the first place? It should be easier to meet a good woman. Wasn't it true women outnumbered men? His odds had to be good. Why couldn't he find someone? He'd been looking for the woman of his dreams since high school. Where was she?
One thing for sure, it wasn't going to be Madeline.
"Oh, this just keeps getting better and better, doesn't it?" The hostess turned to the audience. "Now it's your turn to tell us what you think. Audience press one if you think Harry should take Madeline, the swinger, to Hawaii and split the $50,000 with her. Press two if you think he should take his chances and go alone. Or, press three if you think he should send her to Hawaii with lover boy."
"Harry, let me explain." Madeline pleaded in a soft voice.
"Yeah, you had your chance." Harry snapped. "When were you going to tell me about this other guy? Were you going to wait until I put a ring around your finger?"
"It's not that simple. We have been off and on again for a long time. He was fighting with his wife. Chad just wanted to be around someone who understood him. Nothing happened."
"Nothing happened? You have got to be freaking kidding. That kiss was not a nothing happened kiss. How stupid do you think I am?"
She didn't have time to answer.
"Okay. The votes are in! Harry, are you ready to make your decision?" The hostess's perky sing song voice grated on his nerves.
"Yes, ma'am." He muttered. Harry was more than ready for this to be over with.
"You're not going to wait to hear what the audience wants you to do?" The hostess lifted one delicate eyebrow.
"Well, since you went to the trouble to take a vote, you might as well go ahead. But I don't think it will change my mind." He crossed his arms defensively. He hated being told what to do and no one was going to tell him who he had to date.
The hostess turned to the big screen and numbers lit up. "Ah, this is great! Thirteen percent think you should let the other guy tag along. Although I am not sure what his wife will think about that..."
"Maybe good ol' Chad should take his wife on the trip with him and work on getting their marriage back on track." Harry's sarcasm wasn't lost on the hostess.
"That wasn't an option, Harry. Sorry. Thirty-three percent think you should take the trip by yourself and fifty four percent think you should take the money and the trip together. Maybe you can work out your little lover's quarrel in Hawaii."
"Harry, please! I need that money." Madeline whispered and nudged his arm.
Harry ignored her. The decision was up to him. He could give a rat's ass about her stupid love triangle. He didn't want to be in the middle of her lies and deception. It was one thing if you agreed to see other people, but they had no such agreement.
"Well, it's time to make your decision, Harry. What would do you want to do?" The hostess held the microphone to his mouth expectantly.
Harry hesitated for a moment.
The audience screamed and yelled. Everyone was saying something different. "Take the money." Some really loud guy screamed, "Leave the bitch here." He couldn't make out all the words but in his heart, Harry had already made up his mind. He didn't want to spend another five minutes with this lying woman. And, he sure as hell didn't want to be trapped alone on an island with her for the next fourteen days. He certainly didn't want to see her get the money even if he had to give it up.
"I've made up my mind. I'll be going to Hawaii...alone." Harry affirmed.
"Really?" The game show hostess raised a pretty, delicate eyebrow. "You understand you won't see any of the $50,000 if you stay a bachelor?"
He stared at Madeline. "For some reason, the money doesn't seem to matter anymore. I'm going alone and that's my final answer." His decision was final.
Madeline held her hands to her face and began wailing.
"Well, congratulations on your trip Kauai, also known as the Garden island of Hawaii, where you will spend fourteen nights and sixteen days trekking through the forest with a mountain guide. On your final leg of the trip, you will relax at the fabulous Ono Kona Resort and Spa. Hopefully, you will meet the love of your life there."
The hostess looked directly into the camera with the red light on top and said. "Thanks for watching the Romance Connection where one night can lead to sizzle or just fizzle." The hostess stared at the teleprompter, a smile plastered on her face as the audience clapped and hooted.
"Cut. That's a wrap." The producer shouted. The cameras cut off. People began clearing the stage and leaving the set.
"How could you be so mean to me?" Madeline asked tears rolling down her cheeks. "You humiliated me in front of America and I needed the money."
So that's it. She must have come on the show just to get the money. It wasn't about finding romance or true love. Suddenly Harry was happy he wasn't saddled with her.
"It's not about you or the money." He got to his feet and turned his back on her tear strewn face. "I came here to find a woman to love.