Genre: F/F, Menage, Erotic Romance
A
week away...
After a hectic month at work, Cara expects to spend
the next few days relaxing in her pajamas. Until her boyfriend surprises her
with a getaway to a remote location.
To
open her mind...
When she arrives at Sex Boot Camp, she anticipates
her boyfriend will be by her side. Instead, she is left with a houseful of
curious young women and a sexy instructor.
And
fulfill desires she never dreamed of...
Although reluctant at first, Cara becomes entangled
in a world of seduction and wicked fantasies.
Caution:
This story contains an Alpha leader who ensures his guests leave satisfied, hot
woman-on-woman action, and an MFM ménage that will leave you breathless.
“I’m sorry, Cara. I should have
told you about this. It’s just that I really want things to get better between
us. I’m trying, okay?”
The hint of vulnerability surprised
me. I’d never seen this side of him before. As much as the place filled me with
the urge to run far away, I also wanted things to improve between me and
Braeden. Ending the relationship took just as much work as trying to fix it. We
were here already. And if boot camp worked, why not? Maybe he could learn some
new moves, too.
“Okay, I’ll give this a go, but
there are some things I just won’t do.”
He stroked my cheek with his thumb,
the gentlest touch since...forever. Could he really become the lover I desired?
If so, I would have come here long ago.
“I know.” He helped me out of the
car, lacing his fingers with mine as we walked to the porch of the chalet. A
definite improvement, and hopefully a sign of things to come.
A man and woman came out the front
door of the chalet when we reached the porch. They didn’t wear military
fatigues like I’d expected. The man’s faded T-shirt hugged his wide, muscular
frame. His khaki shorts and the stubble across his jaw only added to his casual
appearance, taking away some of my tension. If he looked relaxed, I could be,
too. He stared at me, his eyes a cerulean blue that left me mesmerized. I
glanced away before I started drooling.
He seemed the total opposite of the
woman beside him wearing a finely tailored black suit. Her blonde hair up in a
bun and black-rimmed glasses completed the businesswoman look I was all too
familiar with. But my heart pounded with one glance at the clipboard she held.
What did she want to know? What did she already know?
“You’re Braeden Jones and Cara
Taylor?” She lifted her glasses, glancing back and forth between us.
I froze. What if we pretended we
were lost? We could get back in the car and pretend we’d never seen the place.
I could spend my time off doing what I wanted all along. But Braeden would
never go along with the story. He’d driven us there. Since I didn’t have an escape,
I kept quiet.
“Yes, we are.” He squeezed my hand,
another unexpected move. A spark of hope flickered in my chest. This really was
where we needed to be.
“Great, let’s get started then.”
She lowered her clipboard. “I’m Denise. Cara, you’re with me. Braeden, you’ll
be escorted to your quarters by Daemon.”
A sexy name for a sexy man. I hoped
to see him around during my stay. A little eye candy never hurt.
“But I thought....” Braeden gripped
my fingers, almost cutting off the circulation. “I thought we’d be staying
together, at least. I don’t remember this detail on the website.”
“Great! You signed us up for
something you read about online?” So much for fixing anything. Of all the
lame-brained things for him to do. I stepped back, out of his reach. I never should
have gotten in the vehicle to begin with. One sexy man taking my jerk of a
boyfriend away was not going to convince me to stay all week.
“Hold on.” I help up my hands. “I
didn’t agree to any of this, only found out where we were going when we pulled up.
So, if you would call me a cab, I’ll be going home to pretend this was all a
horrible dream.”
“Unfortunately, taxis don’t travel all
the way out here,” Denise said.
I’m happily
married with a naughty imagination. Sometimes all it takes is a whispered word
or a sexy picture to inspire my next tale. My erotica stories may be
contemporary, sci-fi, or paranormal, but all of them will leave you wet and
panting for more.
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