Wanderlust, 3
When a handsome stranger totals his car in front of her apartment complex, Carina rushes to help. With assistance from a sexy neighbor, she heals the man's physical wounds, and in doing so opens herself up to new ideas and sensual experiences that will change her life forever.
That morning, Miles only cared about running away from his overbearing family. Now, he cares about so much more—like the beautiful woman who opened up her home to him, and the old college crush he thought he had lost forever. Carina doesn't know that he and her neighbor used to share a woman in the bedroom. As the sensual tension in the small apartment rises, he sees an opportunity to rekindle the past. As he sets his plan in motion, he hopes that this time he can make the love last.
Be Warned: menage sex (MMF), m/m sex, anal sex, double penetration
Excerpt:
Living for the pure sake of pleasure. I had to admit that the concept was new. “All of my life, I have been working for others. First it was my parents, then taking care of my husband. Then there is Angelina…”
Concern etched his features. “You never found any pleasure?”
After a long moment, I shook my head. “I wouldn’t say that, necessarily. More like I have never done anything for the pure pleasure of it.”
“Wow,” he murmured under his breath. “You have never been selfish about anything?” He took a step toward me. “Not even a little bit?”
Something about the tone of his voice changed, and my body reacted by tingling with awareness. As he approached me, I dropped the spoon into the stew and stepped back until my back touched the wall and shook my head. “No, not even once.”
“How about now?” He moved close, too close. I felt his body heat radiating off him, and I inhaled his sweet masculine scent. “If you could be spontaneous, and do something just for the sheer pleasure of it, what would you do?”
His hypnotic gaze seemed full of possibilities. It drew me closer. “I’d…”
My head began to swim, and butterflies buzzed around in my lower abdomen. He gripped my arms, holding me steady as I tried to find the right words.
“You’d what?” he asked. “Name it, and I’ll make it happen.”
He was so handsome, and his desire to make my selfish wish come true made him that much more attractive. For once in my life, I wanted to have what he and Miles had. I wanted to be impulsive, and to pursue something simply for the pleasure of it.
“I want…”
“Yes?” He shook my arms slightly, forcing me to focus on his lips. “What is it that you want?”
“I—I want this.” Before I could talk myself out of it, I slid my fingers up over his cheeks, stood on my tip toes, and pressed my lips against his.
