What’s a girl to do with two sexy Aussie surfers? Ride the waves, of course…
After weeks of lusting over a couple of hot surfers, Piper Doyle has the opportunity to turn fantasy into reality. There’s just one problem—they’re her new clients. When the men offer a no-strings-attached affair, Piper has a decision to make, one her body made for her weeks ago when she first started watching “her boys.” She can’t risk the job that could make or break her career, but she sure as hell isn’t going to pass up this chance to live out her wildest dreams…
Sam Bridges and Nate Russo share everything, from their home to their business to the occasional woman. Even themselves. But they’ve never shared what they feel for Piper. What starts out as hot sex with a willing woman turns into something none of them expected—but what’s wrong with a few strings on a hot summer day at the beach…
Warnings: This book contains graphic sexual content that some readers may find objectionable (including ménage a trios with male/male sex, anal sex)
Excerpt:-
She turned and slammed straight into a
wall of hard muscle. Air rushed from her lungs at the impact, warmth surrounded
her, enclosed her in a fiery grip that sucked every last atom of oxygen from
her body. Strong arms banded around her, and Piper went soft and melted like
chocolate on a hot summer day. She leaned in, pressed her breasts against the
solid chest, and moaned.
“Piper.”
Her name, whispered against her ear,
flowed over her. Like warm honey, it coated her skin and sent heat bursting
through her veins, teasing every nerve ending. A shiver started in her curled
toes and traveled up. Up, up, up, striking at sensitive places with a rush of
arousal and need. Desire and want like none she’d known tore open the cage of
restraint. She pressed closer, ran her hands over cloth-covered muscles that
shuddered beneath her touch. An answering tremor vibrated down her spine.
Hands curled around her ribs, pushed
between them, and cupped her breasts as delicious heat covered her back. Piper
arched, thrusting her tender mounds and taut nipples into waiting fingers. Lips
skimmed her jaw, teeth nipping at her skin. She moved her head to the side at
the nudge of a nose and was treated to delicate licks and sucks along the
column of her throat.
“So responsive.”
“So sweet.”
It took a moment for the twin comments
murmured against her jaw and neck to register, but when they did, shock bloomed
and panic erupted. Piper broke away, jumped from the embrace Nate and Sam held
her in. Harsh breaths burned in her chest, scored at her throat, as she stared
at the two men before her. How could she have allowed them to touch her like
that? To stand between them as though it were the only place she should be?
“Oh God.” Piper brought her hands up to
cover her face. She had no excuse for what she’d done, no explanation. Heat seared
her face as embarrassment at her behavior flooded her, doing its best to drown
the arousal still swimming in her blood. But nothing short of a tidal wave
could douse the flames blazing inside her core. Pip spun on her heel, ready to
bolt for the door, but she hadn’t taken two steps when she found herself once
again caught between two hot male bodies.
Gasping and trembling, she buried her
face against Nate’s soft cotton shirt and prayed for the ground to open up and
swallow her whole. Why was there never a good sinkhole when you needed one? And
why think about stupid holes in the ground when she was trapped between two of
the most gorgeous men she’d ever met? Had she gone mad?
Rhian Cahill
www.rhiancahill.com
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