Artistic, sensitive, full figured Sara Mayhiew
has come a long way from Boston.
A soulful mission sends her to the strange land
of Peru. A place so beautiful and exotic, it rivals anything she
could have ever imagined.
Quickly enough, she is caught up in a whirl of
clever smiles and poetic words when the charming and dashing Brandon
Grey waltzes into her world. He wraps her up with promises, and
worries her with how quickly she begins to not only trust him, but
how fast she falls into his touch.
Yet, there seems to be more to this well
dressed man than smiles and hot whispers. Something that the one
person in that small village who can truly guide her seems to know.
This new man is mysterious, somber, and
protecting the secret cave Sara is seeking. Intimidating, his eyes
speak volumes when he glares at Brandon, yet those ebony pools fill
her own body with something more taboo.
A seductive tale of a curvy woman pulled
between the souls of two men, both so very different, yet with
similar desires for her. In the end, do either of them have her best
interest at heart?
33k word story is blossoming with curvaceous romance,
steamy interracial sex, a dramatic love triangle, and
exciting adventure and intrigue!
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Before she knew what she was doing, she had
moved forward, the hot liquid swishing around her neck where it
reached in her short height. The sound didn't open his blue orbs, but
her fingers on his arm did. The pain in those eyes, it reflected her
own. "You'll do it, we both will. I know it's hard, but
together, I'm sure we'll manage it." She held the crystal
between them, smiling at the facets that turned from red to gold,
then finally navy as her suit in the vanished sun.
so deeply vulnerable before, melted into a gentle look of peace. Her
own smile bloomed, but the touch of his fingers on her wrist when he
reached to take the necklace made her heart flutter.
over, he set the gem on the ledge that surrounded them.
lifted her brows, a question on her lips that was soon consumed by
the warm, seeking ones of Brandon.
He tasted like pisco and spice,
his tongue gentle but determined to quest after her own.
sudden motion, the intense passion that roared in her center, she
found herself too stunned to truly react. His hands explored her
hair, cradled her cheeks, thumbs brushing over her skin softly. The
roughness of the ledge in her back made her realize he had pushed her
into the wall of the hot spring, her brain fogged by steam and
desire, her world spinning.
'Wait,' she thought suddenly, eyes
hidden under thick, wet lashes. 'What am I doing?'
grazed his teeth on her plump lower lip, making her gasp, and she
tried to focus in on that word. The fact that he was, indeed, a
'I only met him today, is this too fast?'
tried to make sense of it all, even as her body burned with the
warmth of the liquid and the lust for the dashing, sensitive man and
his teasing smile.
The firmness of his chest molded into her, her
breasts soft and yielding to the pressure. The length of arms circled
her waist, forcing her close, though he seemed still unsatisfied.
Ever more, the crushing skin and deep dance of tongues seemed to
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Published February 6, 2012
Romance, Erotica, Literature & Fiction.