M/M/F
I got my
first e-reader the other day, a shiny Kindle Fire. I know what you’re thinking
‘Uh, WELCOME TO THE 21st CENTURY, O. Good to see you finally.’ I
hadn’t taken the plunge because, for one, I’m not very tech savvy (as in I
break pricey electronic stuff) and second, I feared making the leap from the
tactile pleasure of holding a book. What could possibly compare to the
sensation of turning crisp book pages, or that wonderful well-read book aroma?
Honestly,
nothing, but I made the delightful
discovery of FREE BOOKS!
BLOODY HELL!!!! Classics, contemporary, sci-fi,
fantasy, paranormal—good god it’s a pleasure palace of free reads! Enough to
make a bibliophile fall on the ground in the throes of ecstasy—we’ll call it a
bookgasm. And I’m gobbling them up one after another, all the while neglecting
the literally boxes and stacks of books all over my home. Yup, I’ve a new way
of hoarding books. Books I really don’t have much time to read. At least doing
so via Kindle won’t land me on reality TV, buried alive in my biblio-addiction.
BLURB
Maddie takes a weekend camping trip to forget her two
timing ex-boyfriend. Instead of peace and quiet, she stumbles upon two hunks
who put the wild in wilderness. And they have plans of their own—to heat up her
sexless life. An evening of rowdy lovin’ is just what she needs to get over her
broken heart.
When she joins them in a trio that leaves her satisfied and exhausted, they have one more surprise in store called Midnight Madness....
When she joins them in a trio that leaves her satisfied and exhausted, they have one more surprise in store called Midnight Madness....
EXCERPT
Who the hell has an orgy in the middle of the wilderness?
Reported random animal attacks had been Maddie’s concern,
not the harassing sounds of sex. She needed peace and quiet to
lick her wounds and sort out her life. Not the lusty grunts of some overzealous
man giving it to his lady. For the past two hours.
Seriously, two flippin’ hours? She charged through the woods,
ready to rain on someone’s parade. They’d just have to find someplace else to
have an obscenely loud lovefest.
"God, the nerve of some people.”
She batted at a fly buzzing around her head. So what if she
hadn’t had an orgasm in four months—thanks to her selfish ex-boyfriend—well,
not one that wasn’t self-induced. And who cared if sex had been nonexistent
while the relationship had suffered a slow, painful death.
"Men suck. Certainly no marathon lovemaking for me
anytime soon.” She yanked at a limb and flinched when it lashed back against
her face, knocking her glasses off. Unreasonable anger boiled over.
“Son-of-a-bitch, piece of….” She kicked out at nothing in
particular, giving in to the long overdue temper tantrum. Brambles hooked
around her foot and she did a face plant on the leaf-covered forest floor. My
utter lack of grace strikes again. Rolling onto her back, she spit out dirt and
stuck a scraped finger into her mouth. The wound smarted, distracting her from
her fury. She stared at the blue sky through the budding tree limbs, sweat
breaking out on her brow. The unseasonably warm spring had driven her to seek a
peaceful weekend camping retreat. Maybe she should’ve opted for a hotel with
air-conditioning instead. And a six pack of beer, give or take another twelve
pack.
“Oh God, yes! More, more, more….” The deep, male voice
echoed through the hollow.
Maddie pummeled the ground with her fists. “You oversexed
freak!” Her words were drowned out by the man’s grunts.
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