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Still Hot For You
by Diane Escalera
Category: Romance
Description: Want to get your man talking? Give him booty! Desperate times call for desperate measures. And Shay LaCosta is pretty desperate. She's wrecked her blissful marriage of five years by demanding she and her husband Dylan have a baby. What the hell was she thinking? She knows she was wrong and she's ready to set things right, if only Dylan will let her. Bet he can't shun her Booty Camp offer: delicious, white-hot sex in exchange for what's going on inside his brain. Dylan may be macho and stubborn, but he really does miss his wife. A little of Shay's pushing gets him past their estrangement and into her web of seduction. She seems to have an erotic week mapped out to perfection, and who is he to complain? Their marriage is meant to be, so they'll fight with each other, and they'll fight for each other. WARNING: Racy Language, Hot Sex, Seduction.
eBook Publisher: Lyrical Press, Inc., 2012 2012
eBookwise Release Date: March 2012

Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [120 KB]
Words: 24136 Reading time: 68-96 min.

Shay's heart rate kicked up a notch when Dylan entered her space. She looked at her husband. Poor guy. Worry filled those pretty blue eyes that five years later, still melted her on contact. He looked beat. But gorgeous.
Propped against the doorframe, he watched her suspiciously. His gaze lingered on her snug denim cut-offs. Slowly, his focus trailed up to her white, spaghetti-strap cami that did nothing to hide her erect tan nipples.
Shay held her breath. She titled her head to the side, and her smooth dark hair cascaded in lush waves over her shoulder.
"What's up?" Dylan asked, in a husky tone.
Most days, she had already gone to bed when he got home from work. They rarely saw each other, let alone when Shay was dressed like that. "Hungry?"
She stepped into the light so he could see every inch of her sweet curves. Her husband flinched and she knew she'd gotten to him. Good. Because this was what he'd been missing.
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