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Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
Description: Women flock to Club Nuit, a high-class strip club and bordello for women, looking for a rousing good time. Yet Carlotta Wilkes, a long-neglected wife, finds something more: Ramon Montague, a gorgeous and sensual lover ready to romance and seduce her. Losing her battle with temptation, Carlotta succumbs to the mysterious seducer who will stop at nothing to fulfill her deepest desires. The exotically handsome Ramon loves his work at Club Nuit, a club he co-founded with two other sexy hunks who thrive on women's sexual energies. When Ramon falls for Carlotta, his favorite customer, he fights to keep a secret that could threaten their love. It seems this gentleman of the evening is also a lord of the night. Pay a visit to Club Nuit, where hot incubus vampires fulfill the deepest, darkest fantasies of everyday women. Ramon, Xavier and Rainyn rule the night with their otherworldly seductions; and in time, each 'gentleman of the evening' finds a special lady who earns his eternal love. The gentlemen of the evening are coming for you.
eBook Publisher: Phaze, 2008
eBookwise Release Date: September 2008

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [67 KB]
Words: 12313
Reading time: 35-49 min.

Emerging from the velvety depths of a long, cold night, Carlotta Wilkes stepped through stained glass doors into another, better world. Immediately she was greeted by an irritatingly flawless example of male perfection, one that took her drink order and led her to a rose-patterned settee at the back of the room.

"Your favorite seat, Miss." Aside from his sculpted features and well-muscled frame, the waiter at Club Nuit also had the good sense to call her 'Miss' as opposed to 'Ma'am.'

For the sake of his tip, this is a good thing. The thirty-eight-year-old grinned as she regarded the polished tile floors, multi-tiered chandeliers and sprawling wall murals that distinguished the Clearview, Florida nightclub; a discreet Mecca designed for women only.

Yeah, it's all nice and discreet until they get to the floor show. She let out a decidedly unladylike whoop as Ramon Montague--a longtime friend and one of three owners of Club Nuit--took the stage.

"Bonne nuit, Carlotta!" The tall, muscular Ramon pinned her with a white-toothed smile.

So much for discreet. Carlotta slumped in her seat, but watched closely as her favorite performer addressed the gathered crowd.

"For those ladies who are joining us for the first time this evening, I want to welcome you," his smooth, lilting voice poured forth through full and sensual lips, "to your fantasy."

He tossed his head back, his long, thick ebony hair settling lightly around his shoulders.

"At Club Nuit we leave no woman unsatisfied," he gestured broadly across the room, drawing raucous cheers in response. "We aim to tease you, please you, seduce you and entertain you." Pausing, he winked flirtatiously at the crowd. "And if, at the end of the evening, you're in need of total fulfillment," He beckoned seductively. "Please don't be afraid to approach us after the show."

With this Carlotta's gaze flew unbidden to a corner staircase, where a second Nuit entertainer--an angelic blond named Xavier--lead a stiff, conservative-looking older woman to the second floor of the club.

She won't be stiff for long, I wager. Carlotta never ventured to the upper level of Club Nuit. Yet the sight of the smiling, rejuvenated women who came frequently down the staircase, and the sounds of club goers who giggled in praise of "the built-in bordello," never failed to intrigue her.

Ultimately intriguing, however, was the sight of Ramon center stage, swaying rhythmically to the sound of smooth, melodic music piped lucidly through an overhead stereo system.

Although muscular, Ramon boasted an agile, graceful form that seemed custom made for dancing. And he drew an enthusiastic response as he snapped his agile fingers and swiveled his hips seductively.

He drew further enthusiasm when he peeled his sleek ebony jacket slowly and seductively from his shoulders. Soon the jacket was discarded, and he unbuttoned and stripped off the white silk shirt that lay beneath; revealing a massive bronzed chest that drew 'oohs' and 'ahs' from the crowd.

"Nothing like a Club Nuit striptease," she nudged the woman beside her and winked slyly.

"I thought so, too," the woman snorted, "until I went upstairs one evening."

Carlotta started. "Did you go with Ramon?"

"Yes," the woman nodded.

Silence ensued as Ramon slid his ebony slacks teasingly down the length of his tight, taut legs, revealing as he did a ruby red thong that just barely concealed his bulging package.

"So how was it?" Carlotta's gaze remained fixed on Ramon's flawless form.

"How do you think?" the woman smirked in response.

She turned to face Carlotta.

"Ramon is an incredible lover," she waved broadly in his direction. "He totally devotes himself to a woman's pleasure, and will stop at nothing to fulfill her desires. And when all was said and done between us, he refused to take any money." She shook her head. "He said I had done just as much for him as he had for me."

"And you did, my sweet."

Carlotta inhaled sharply as Ramon's melodic voice seemed suddenly too close; and his citrus-tinged scent filled her senses.

Looking up slowly, she faced the hottest pair of washboard abs imaginable; not to mention a barely concealed cock presented up close for her inspection.

Carlotta's heart thudded in her chest as her slit gushed wildly. In an effort to fight temptation, she jerked her head upward and away from his captivating privates.

Big mistake. Ramon's wide, dark eyes seared her with a seductive stare, and he gave her a soft, sensual smile that only aroused her more.

"Come see me after the show, Carlotta," his tone soft and alluring. "It's time for us to take things further--to be together, truly and fully."

Carlotta chuckled. "After the show," she shifted uncomfortably in her seat, "I have to go home and fix Coney dogs and martinis for my husband and his poker buddies. I'm married, Ramon."

She inhaled sharply as the flirtatious dancer swooped down upon her, pressing his warm, sensual lips firmly into hers.

For a moment she felt lulled by the tender ministration of his sensual lips, and she groaned when he thrust his thick, wet tongue boldly forth to meet hers.

And, heaven help her, she kissed him back.

All too soon he pulled away, regarding her with passion-dazed eyes.

"You just told me all I needed to know," he brushed her cheek softly. "Meet me after the show."