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The Midnight Rose
by April Vine
Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: Ryan Redford's reputation as a hard-nosed secret service agent in Cape Town, South Africa nearly goes out the window when his best friend's sexy, all grown up, little sister orchestrates an all-out, everything bared, seduction. To protect both his body and his heart, he describes the most depraved acts he can think of--everything he's fantasized about doing to her--sure to scare the virgin away. Hell, they scared him. Except when she takes his threats as promises, she expects him to deliver. Leah Jenkins was not taking no for an answer. She would deal with the consequences tomorrow but, tonight, Ryan Redford owed her--big time. Eight-year-old memories etched into her brain like a perpetual flame had kept her a virgin because no other man but Ryan would do. Payback was said to be a bitch, but this time it's guaranteed to be a pleasure.
eBook Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc./Scarlet Rose, 2008
eBookwise Release Date: December 2008
 
30 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [43 KB]
Words: 8199
Reading time: 23-32 min.
"Ah," the saleslady said, peering over her spectacles at Leah. "There are only three ways to dress up for a man, my dear."
"Really?" Leah asked. Only three ways?
"Oh, yes. The Morning Rose. The Afternoon Rose." Her eyes grew wide with mischief. "And, The Midnight Rose."
"Of course," Leah replied, her hand on her pounding heart. If it all boiled down to three ways in which a woman could dress up for her man, then she wanted to know them all. It would be an imperative decision to make and one made primarily for Ryan, naturally.
"Let me explain. The Morning Rose is shy. An example might be, I'll take a kiss on my hand as a goodnight."
A kiss on her hand? The last thing Leah needed was for Ryan to give her a chaste goodnight kiss, and on her hand on top of that. No, she wanted his lips on every inch of her body. "The Afternoon Rose means you can touch me if you want, with the lights off and nothing kinky," the sales lady continued.
Nothing kinky? She wanted everything kinky Ryan could give her. She was way too starved for just the missionary position. Leah turned an expectant look on the sales lady.
"And The Midnight Rose..." The saleslady paused for effect.
"The Midnight Rose?" Leah leaned forward, her entire attention focused. Her eyes widened and her breath caught. She was struck with a premonition that whatever The Midnight Rose meant, it would be something deliciously, daringly, licentious.
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