Torrid Teasers Volume 23
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by J. T. Schultz, Cassi Armstrong
Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance
Description: Kiss of the Wolf by J T Schultz: Successful attorney Brianna Le Roux wakes up with fur in her sheets and a smile on her face. However, it isn't until she meets her new client that she realizes her hot howling one night stand is more of an animal than even she suspects. Jarred Forester comes from a long line of werewolves, so being on the prowl is something he's familiar with. However, his night with Brianna was anything but a chance encounter. She is the key to his destiny, a destiny he wants no part of . His father's will dictates he must marry or lose his cherished property. Wolfishly clever, Jarred gives Brianna an ultimatum. Find a loophole in the will or prepare to walk with him down the aisle. To sweeten the deal, he dangles her cherished heirloom necklace as bait. Brianna refuses his "proposal," but can she resist the Kiss of the Wolf? The Man Upstairs by Cassi Armstrong: Sarah Lee, named after the famous dessert courtesan, her life has been anything but sweet. After living with an ex-husband that had ridiculed her on her cooking abilities, she's determined to stay out of the arms of any man that seems too dashing. One disaster after another leads her to bake a failed cheesecake, a mini-fire and the man of her dreams, the man upstairs, right in the middle of it. Matt Lowery After two years of cold relationships he's finally met the woman to keep his fire lit for good, only she seems to brush him off at every turn. With her disastrous cheesecake and an upcoming bake off, he has the perfect opportunity to claim what he wants. What happens between these two in the kitchen gives new meaning to creme brulee.
eBook Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press, 2007
eBookwise Release Date: May 2007
19 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [80 KB]
Reading time: 47-66 min.
"The Man Upstairs by C. Armstrong is a fun story. The characters are cool and I love the interaction between Matt and Sara. The sex will make you tingly. C. Armstrong is a talented author and this is a story you won't want to miss."--Two Lips Reviews
KISS OF THE WOLF by J.T. Schultz
Brianna Le Roux woke slowly, feeling the strum of a dull ache as it crossed her forehead. Cradling the pain with the softness of her pillow, she was met with the deliciously manly scent that lingered there.
What had she done?
She struggled to open her eyes, but found it required too much effort. She tasted last night's alcohol and tried to think beyond the headache.
A celebration. Her grandfather's retirement and herself being named full law partner at Le Roux and Lamb. The new strappy shoes from Saks, the dance club, the shots of tequila, the sexy man in Armani. Nothing else came to her.
Too much to drink, too much dancing, and who was that sexy man? She gave a groan. She should never have partied so hard last night. Not when she was determined to do a great job as the new partner. She owed her grandfather that and much more.
An image of the strange, sexy man flashed through her mind. Though she couldn't remember his face, the smell on her pillow was a pungent reminder of the night she had just shared with him. Dampness quickly rose between her legs as she recalled the fullness of his rock-hard cock inside her.
She let out another groan as more memories came, erotic memories of her climaxing, climaxes that had lasted well into the morning. Sliding her hand down her body, she played a nipple between her fingers. Lowering her caress over tanned skin, her fingers felt the hot, wet folds, now throbbing and begging for relief. With her middle finger, she slowly rubbed her clit until she needed more. The image of her hands running over strong, tanned shoulders while his thick cock rode inside her soon became too much, leaving her longing for that cock again.
Shoving a finger inside herself, she thrust her pelvis up to it. She focused solely on fucking it with the same fervor in which she had ridden the man who had thrust into her the night before. She moved her other hand to a taut nipple and fondled it, driving her pussy on. Never had getting herself off been so exhilarating. Images flashed, memories swamped her, and the sensations she had experienced with him pushed her forward.
She let out a wail as she remembered his hot liquid squirting inside her. She still had no face to go with the incredible body. However, she could recall hearing him growl, a groan of primal gratification. It sent her closer to the edge she sought. Another wail escaped her as she remembered her body's climactic convulsions. The memory of his primal release brought hers on now, leaving her sated and plastered to her bed.
Whoever he had been, he had been good.
Typical though, she would pick a man who wouldn't stick around until morning. Wolves. They were all wolves. Still, it had been a long time since a man had made her late for work.
"I'm going to be late for work!" Moaning, Brianna fought the elements of light as well as gravity as she made her way to her bedroom door. Holding onto the frame, she looked back at the bed.
"Fur? What the hell is that?" She tried to focus, cocking her head sideways. What kind of fur could have been left in her sheets? "Oh, no. I must have picked up a stray ... cat? Dog? Oh, hell. My landlord is going to have my ass."
She let out a groan, realizing she only had thirty-five minutes to get ready and get to work. Aspirin. It was going to be one of those days.
A wicked smile played across her lips. At least she had started the morning out right.