Filthy rich, seductively charming and absurdly handsome.
Dimitri Henderson.
I fell in love with a virtual stranger, the sweet talk and the fast cars, so when he invited me to Dubai, how could I refuse?
But he was nothing as he seemed.
Our twisted affair an illusion.
He filled my head with fantasy,
Then turned my whole world upside down.
Can I do the right thing, or will the bad guy win?
*Previously published with the title TWISTED and a different cover.
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If you enjoy testosterone-filled tales of men getting it on, then check out this collection from the pen of award-winning author Lucy Felthouse.
From stranded soldiers to submissive virgins, sexy firemen and second chances to shifters, and even some unexpected ménage, this book has variety galore. There’s something for everyone, and will have you eager to turn just one more page.
Enjoy six steamy stories, over 46,000 words of magnificent manlove.
Please note: The stories in this anthology have been previously published.
Excerpt:
Nathan closed his book with a very final slap and put it on the coffee table in front of him, then leaned back in his chair. Stretching languidly, he said, “Bloody good, that was. Though, admittedly, I thought it’d last me all week. Wasn’t expecting to get through it on day one.”
Raising an eyebrow, Lee shot Nathan an amused glance. “Not far off myself. Fucking storm. Stupid us, eh, going on holiday in the UK in summertime—not like you can guarantee the sodding weather, is it? Should’ve gone to the Canaries.”
“No, we can’t guarantee the weather, but…” Nathan gave the window a sidelong glance, “I do have some good news.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. The torrential downpour has stopped.”
“Seriously?” Lee slammed his own book closed and scurried over to the window. “Oh, wow, it’s cleared right up, and I can see a rainbow. Wanna head out? Just a little wander down to that pond we saw on the way here, maybe? Get some fresh air. We’ve got loads of daylight left, haven’t we?”
Nathan checked his watch. “Plenty. Especially if we’re only nipping to the pond. It’s probably only a fifteen-minute walk.”
“Fantastic. I was going a bit stir crazy in here. I’ll grab our coats and shoes.”
Lee had disappeared into the hallway of their rented holiday cottage before Nathan had the chance to reply. Shaking his head with a smile, Nathan collected their empty mugs from the coffee table and took them into the kitchen, then got a bottle of water from the fridge. He doubted they’d need a drink during their short trek along the road, but he could just shove the bottle in his coat pocket and forget about it. At least it’d be there if they wanted it.
When he returned to the living room, Lee was just about to tie up his laces.
“I got water,” Nathan said, brandishing the bottle.
“Cool. Shoes are there.” He nodded to the chair Nathan had been sitting in. Sure enough, his trail shoes were waiting on the floor in front of it.
“Thanks.”
Within a few minutes, they were headed out of the door. Nathan locked up, pocketed the key, then checked the handle. He doubted very much the place would get broken into—they were in the middle of nowhere, after all. There were farms nearby, but the closest village was about a mile and a half away. So any thieves would have to make a considerable effort to get to the cottage in the first place, never mind attempt to break into it. Rolling his eyes at his own paranoia, he turned and followed Lee, who’d already started ambling along the road in the direction of the pond.
After falling into step beside Lee, Nathan pulled in some deep breaths, enjoying the fresh air after being cooped up in the cottage. It was beautiful, and cosy, but it was supposed to be a base for them to go walking—somewhere for them to eat, sleep and shower, not to be stuck in for hours on end, staring at the walls. Or climbing them.
He admired the rainbow as they walked, its vivid colours painted across the watery sky. It seemed the clouds had literally exhausted themselves—only occasional wispy streaks of white now interrupted the never-ending blue. The sun beamed down, heating up the ground and beginning to evaporate the huge puddles. It would take some doing—one such puddle stretched across the width of the road, and they had to skirt around its edge to avoid getting wet feet.
Nathan smiled. Though the storm itself had been grim, the washed-out aftermath made everything feel fresh, clean somehow.
“You look thoughtful,” Lee said, breaking into his reverie. “A penny for them?”
“Mmm. It’s one of those things that sounds better in your head than said out loud.”
“Try me.”
Shrugging, Nathan replied, “Nothing major. Just admiring the rainbow, the sky, the clouds… thinking how everything looks so fresh and clean after a good storm. Like it’s been purified or something… Ugh, it’s stupid.”
Lee stopped and reached for Nathan’s hand. His green eyes were wide and filled with wonder. “No, it isn’t. Not at all—I was thinking something similar myself. It’s kinda romantic, isn’t it? Purification, rebirth, and all that.”
“In a roundabout way, maybe. I dunno.” He shrugged again.
Lee’s eyes narrowed, and his lips curved into a wicked grin. “We could make it romantic.”
“How so?”
“Come here and I’ll show you.” Still gripping Nathan’s hand, Lee tugged him close and moved in for a kiss. Nathan went into the embrace willingly, the smile on his face soon smothered by Lee’s hot lips.
Author Bio:
Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award), The Persecution of the Wolves, Hiding in Plain Sight, and The Heiress’s Harem and The Dreadnoughts series. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 170 publications to her name. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter or Facebook. Join her Facebook group for exclusive cover reveals, sneak peeks and more! Sign up for automatic updates on Amazon or BookBub. Subscribe to her newsletter here.
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Caroline is on top of her game. Black Goddess, her company, is opening a store in New York, and a week away from the office is just what Caroline needs. In Toronto, she has to play the role of the prim, successful business woman, romantically linked with her business partner Daniel. But in New York she can be sexually free. It doesn’t hurt that this time, her attractive project manager Alisha is coming with them.
Alisha is attracted to both her bosses, but she is determined not to jeopardise her career. This determination is shaken when Caroline proposes a no-strings attached sexual relationship for the duration of the business trip. Unable to deny her feelings Alisha embarks upon a scorching sexual journey with Caroline.
Daniel is in love with Caroline. Knowing that their romantic relationship is nothing more than a facade with no chance of ever becoming a reality, Daniel decides to quit his job as Caroline’s business partner in an effort to protect his heart. All he has to do is survive the week in New York. But can he continue to deny his feelings, especially when Caroline needs him?
When the media makes details of Caroline’s sexual excesses public, Caroline, Alisha and Daniel must work together to save the future of Black Goddess—and their hearts.
Excerpt
There was a knock on the door. Caroline frowned. If that was Daniel, she’d tell him to go away. She didn’t need any sympathy from him.
It wasn’t Daniel. It was Alisha, looking sexy—and upset.
“Hey, come in.” She stood aside to let Alisha in, inhaling her fresh scent. Her body flushed with heat, but she pushed her feelings away. She didn’t know why Alisha had come, but she needed to apologize to her employee first.
She turned to face her. “I need to say something.”
Alisha held up her hand. “Please, I’d like to say something first.”
“Okay.”
Alisha bit her lip. “I’m sorry I rejected your proposal.”
Caroline gaped at her. That was the last thing she’d expected. She didn’t know what to say.
Alisha cleared her throat. “There was something you needed to say?”
She looked so anxious, Caroline wanted to comfort her. In two steps she was with Alisha and pulled her into her arms. As her lips found Alisha’s, Alisha sighed and melted into her.
The kiss was just as intense as the one they’d shared in the shop. Caroline wanted to ex-plore every inch of Alisha’s skin, tracing her beautiful body with her tongue. It had been too long since she’d been with someone—and the weeks of working closely with this gorgeous woman had taken their toll. She marveled at how well Alisha’s body fit against hers, how right it felt to have her in her arms.
Alisha’s hands caressed Caroline’s back, and she moaned with delight. The prospect of a week of delight with this incredible woman flooded her with joy. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d spent an extended period with another person. Not wanting commitment would do that. Not that she actively sought one-night stands, but they were easier to deal with. But Alisha would be different. They’d be able to spend each night together, feasting on each other’s bodies, pushing each other over the edge time and time again.
Heat pooled at Caroline’s core. Overwhelmed with the strength of her feelings for Alisha, she broke her embrace and took a step back.
Alisha looked flushed and dazed—a gorgeous combination. “Wow.”
Caroline felt breathless. She took Alisha’s hand, and they sat down on the edge of the bed. “Are you sure about this?”
“Do you still need to ask after that kiss?”
Caroline chuckled. “No, I guess not. What made you change your mind?”
Alisha played with the hem of her skirt. “I regretted saying no almost right away. I’m sorry, I guess I just panicked. I didn’t want to be a bad employee.”
“Then that would mean I’m a terrible boss, as I was the one who suggested it.”
“I know. I feel silly.”
Caroline took Alisha’s hand. “Don’t feel silly. I’m glad you changed your mind.”
“It was actually Daniel who pushed me to come talk to you.”
“Daniel?” Why had he felt the need to meddle?
“I think he worried about tension between us. He didn’t want that to get in the way of everything we have to do this week.”
Yes, that made more sense. For Daniel, the company always came first. Still, she was surprised he actively encouraged Alisha to change her mind.
“He’s right.” Caroline kissed Alisha. “We don’t want any unresolved sexual tension.” She trailed kisses along Alisha’s neck down to the V of her shirt. Alisha gasped when Caroline kissed the tops of her breasts.
“So, just sex this week?” Alisha sounded like she was out of breath.
With difficulty, Caroline sat up. “Yes. Whatever this is—” she gestured between her and Alisha “—we need to get it out of our system. This week is the perfect opportunity.”
Alisha clamped her hands in her lap. “I just want to make it clear that I’m not looking for a relationship.”
Caroline smiled. “Neither am I. In case you hadn’t noticed, I’m not exactly relationship material myself.”
“Well, in that case, we should have a lot of fun.”
“Exactly.” With a grin, Caroline claimed Alisha’s mouth again. This time, she gently pushed Alisha down onto the bed. Alisha’s breath hitched when Caroline slipped her hand underneath her shirt and cupped her breast. Caroline undid Alisha’s bra and freed her breasts from their confines. Breaking their kiss, she moved down to take the pebbled nipples into her mouth, first sucking one, then the other between her lips.
Alisha’s gasps of delight fueled Caroline’s desire. She’d forgotten how amazing it was to hear a lover react to the things she did to them. It was almost better to give pleasure than to receive it. She loved the power she had over Alisha—seeing her squirm under her hands and tongue, hearing her whiny gasps of need. It flooded her with desire, making her ache deep in her core.
Alisha grabbed the back of Caroline’s head, trying to guide her lower. Caroline chuckled and stopped her licking. “You want more?”
“Please.” It was more a gasp than a question.
“Very well.” Caroline unzipped Alisha’s skirt and pulled it down. She pushed Alisha’s legs apart. The delicate lace of her panties were completely soaked, and Caroline gasped at the evidence of Alisha’s arousal. “Oh, you’re ready for this, aren’t you?”
In response, Alisha moaned. She lifted her hips in an obvious invitation for Caroline to get started. Caroline chuckled and kissed the inside of Alisha’s thigh. Alisha’s moans became needier, flooding Caroline’s panties with desire. She loved this.
The urgent ring of her mobile phone tore through the mood. Alisha groaned as Caroline moved off the bed to check the display. She was expecting a call, but fervently hoped this wasn’t it. She didn’t want to stop her delicious game with Alisha.
Unfortunately, the caller ID showed that it was her supplier calling her back. She turned to Alisha. “I’m so sorry. I need to get this. Shall we continue this tonight?”
Alisha’s face fell and for a moment, Caroline was tempted to let the call go to voicemail. But the company came first, and sex during the day was the height of decadence. She wanted to take her time with Alisha, and tonight was their best chance of carrying on un-interrupted.
She turned her back to Alisha and connected the call. “Tom, so nice of you to call me back.”
Behind her, she could hear Alisha get off the bed and get dressed. Her pulse raced from the interaction and her body screamed at her to continue playing with Alisha, but she fought her impulses. The wait would make tonight far more spectacular.
As she started discussing the supplies with Tom, she could hear the door lock click be-hind her. Ignoring the throb between her legs, she focused her mind on business.
About the author
Isabelle has been writing ever since she can remember. She's tried her hand at pretty much any genre, but being an incurable romantic with a filthy mind, she made erotic ro-mance her genre. Her books combine searing sex scenes with deep emotional connec-tions. She loves making her readers hot with her words and is always happy to hear how her books have affected them.
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