COMING SOON… ‘Not Vanilla (Voyuerism)’

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Taste the forbidden in this new series from two bestselling authors! These sexy, novelette-length stories, while romantic, will take you into the erotic world of the watcher and the watched.
Watch Me
Jennifer Lynne 

I was so afraid, when my husband uncovered my secret. Afraid he’d hate me, or think me disgusting, or be completely turned off. Equally scared this watching game I play with our sexy neighbor might be shut down for good. Can William bring himself to join my addictive Sunday night ritual, or will he force me to choose between the man I love, and the sexual urges that consume me? ~ Isabel

Lookin’ Good
Roz Lee
I wish I had never told Travis my deepest, darkest secret—that I like to watch. I should have known he would want to give me my heart’s desire. I love him more than anything, but I hate him for using my weakness to try to win me back. Moreover, I hate myself for not being able to turn down the gifts he brings me. ~ Bailey Rose

Contains erotic content suitable for Adult readers only.

 

 

Adult-rated excerpt: Watch Me by Jennifer Lynne

I can’t get enough of watching him with another woman… The way he grips the back of her head so firmly when he draws her close to kiss her parted lips. The way his fingers disappear somewhere beneath the thick waves of her hair—a chestnut color tonight and only slightly lighter than my own.

I love the way he sucks on her bottom lip first, nibbling gently as if sampling her flavor before committing properly to the kiss.

Yes. Kiss her like that, until the flare of passion becomes fully ignited and you suddenly slam your groin into hers. Force her legs apart with one of your powerfully muscled thighs so she can ride you hard and that kiss becomes deeper and less controlled.

I’m starting to pant as I touch myself between the legs, my fingers circling my bud and teasing it out from between the folds now engorged with the heat of desire. But it isn’t enough. He’s grinding against her and she’s doing the same back to him. There’s nothing between them but a few pieces of clothing and soon those impediments will be ripped away, too.

I want that feeling of hard grind. I need it. I miss it.

Making love with Will used to induce that mood; the one where we were both balanced on the knife-edge of control and it felt like anything could happen. He and I were always good together in bed. I love that defining moment during sex, when the balance shifts and you fall headlong into a state where thought ceases and mindless madness reigns. Yes, we had that, Will and I, often, until…

Stop! Don’t think about it. Concentrate instead on Danny and the woman he’s chosen to pleasure this evening.

My hand shifts until I’m cupping my mound. I smack the flesh, jumping a little at the sting when I go a bit overboard on the pressure. It feels so satisfying I do it again, over and over, slapping hard until pain mixes effortlessly with the pleasure and I can’t bear the thought of continuing. But I don’t want to stop, either. It feels so fucking good.

Harder. Stop. Faster. Stop. I don’t want to come yet. It’s way too soon.

Pre-order and buy links for Not Vanilla (Voyeurism)

Amazon US  |  Amazon UK  |   Amazon AU  |  B&N  |  iBooks   |  Smashwords  |  Kobo  |  Amazon CA  |  ARe

 

 

 

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