| Author: | Hanzel Stone | ISBN: | 9781513065533 |
| Publisher: | Hanzel Stone | Publication: | July 4, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Hanzel Stone |
| ISBN: | 9781513065533 |
| Publisher: | Hanzel Stone |
| Publication: | July 4, 2015 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Crystal and her best friend Anika have made it through their test drives with rave reviews and are seeing more men in the Hobby than they expected. Even though they’re getting booked several times a night they still have time for Mark and Muffin, especially for dinner at a five-star restaurant and a special after-dinner desert.
When the foursome heads back to Muffin’s house the guys discover the ladies have devised a special game just for them, one that will require a mind-numbing amount of focus and self control to win.
Here's an (edited) excerpt from the book:
We kicked off our sandals and walked barefoot over the cushy living room carpet and sat side by side on Muffin’s over sized sofa, our legs crossed and folded up underneath us.
I’d bet Anika $100 that Muffin would sit next to me since I was new to him, and Anika had taken the bet figuring Mark would want me again. In truth it really didn’t matter because we planned on switching things up with the guys that night, so that each man would have both of us.
“Are you two tequila drinkers?” Mark asked as he set a bottle of the liquor and a bowl of salt on the coffee table. Muffin added four shot glasses and a bowl of lime wedges, then sat next to me. As Mark settled down next to Anika she turned to me and whispered, “Crap!” realizing that she owed me one hundred big ones.
“What are you two laughing about?” Muffin asked, with a glance at Mark.
“Oh nothing, just a private joke. We ran into Raelene, our waitress, on the way out of the restaurant,” I replied.
“Oh really?” Mark asked, no doubt recalling what a hot, sexy little thing she was. “Anything we can help with?”
“We just had some girl talk,” Anika said to change the subject, then reached forward to set up four shots of tequila. As she leaned forward the cotton of her t-shirt hugged her chest, and all three of us unabashedly admired her body as she poured our drinks.
Muffin was in quite the party-animal mood. “One, two, three, now!” he counted down, then the four of us grabbed a glass and downed our shots. The tequila burned through my throat like I’d swallowed a match and I did my best not to choke out loud. Anika wasn’t as successful.
“Man, that’s strong,” she coughed. Mark patted her on the back to help her swallow, and the four of us settled into the couch, Muffin snuggling with me and Mark with Anika. We chatted for a little bit, then Muffin was eager to move things along.
“So I’ve got a couple of bedrooms set up for us, one at either end of the hall,” Muffin announced to the group. Looking at me he said, “Should be go to our room and get comfortable?”
“Actually Muffin, Crystal and I have a surprise for you. Are you guys game?” Anika asked.
“Oh yeah?” Muffin said, thrown a little off balance that I hadn’t immediately said ‘Yes,’ to his suggestion, and curious to know what we had in store for them.
“Cool! We’ll be right back,” Anika said as she stood from the sofa and grabbed my hand as I grabbed my bag. As we walked into Muffin’s master bedroom I could feel the guys watching us. They poured themselves another shot and sipped, waiting for the show to begin.
Inside Muffin’s bedroom, I opened my handbag and pulled out the two toys we’d bought especially for tonight. We’d tried them on they day we bought them, and decided that I would get the blond one, to compliment my brunette hair, and Anika would have the black one because she was blond. With a little bit of help they fit perfectly . . .
Crystal and her best friend Anika have made it through their test drives with rave reviews and are seeing more men in the Hobby than they expected. Even though they’re getting booked several times a night they still have time for Mark and Muffin, especially for dinner at a five-star restaurant and a special after-dinner desert.
When the foursome heads back to Muffin’s house the guys discover the ladies have devised a special game just for them, one that will require a mind-numbing amount of focus and self control to win.
Here's an (edited) excerpt from the book:
We kicked off our sandals and walked barefoot over the cushy living room carpet and sat side by side on Muffin’s over sized sofa, our legs crossed and folded up underneath us.
I’d bet Anika $100 that Muffin would sit next to me since I was new to him, and Anika had taken the bet figuring Mark would want me again. In truth it really didn’t matter because we planned on switching things up with the guys that night, so that each man would have both of us.
“Are you two tequila drinkers?” Mark asked as he set a bottle of the liquor and a bowl of salt on the coffee table. Muffin added four shot glasses and a bowl of lime wedges, then sat next to me. As Mark settled down next to Anika she turned to me and whispered, “Crap!” realizing that she owed me one hundred big ones.
“What are you two laughing about?” Muffin asked, with a glance at Mark.
“Oh nothing, just a private joke. We ran into Raelene, our waitress, on the way out of the restaurant,” I replied.
“Oh really?” Mark asked, no doubt recalling what a hot, sexy little thing she was. “Anything we can help with?”
“We just had some girl talk,” Anika said to change the subject, then reached forward to set up four shots of tequila. As she leaned forward the cotton of her t-shirt hugged her chest, and all three of us unabashedly admired her body as she poured our drinks.
Muffin was in quite the party-animal mood. “One, two, three, now!” he counted down, then the four of us grabbed a glass and downed our shots. The tequila burned through my throat like I’d swallowed a match and I did my best not to choke out loud. Anika wasn’t as successful.
“Man, that’s strong,” she coughed. Mark patted her on the back to help her swallow, and the four of us settled into the couch, Muffin snuggling with me and Mark with Anika. We chatted for a little bit, then Muffin was eager to move things along.
“So I’ve got a couple of bedrooms set up for us, one at either end of the hall,” Muffin announced to the group. Looking at me he said, “Should be go to our room and get comfortable?”
“Actually Muffin, Crystal and I have a surprise for you. Are you guys game?” Anika asked.
“Oh yeah?” Muffin said, thrown a little off balance that I hadn’t immediately said ‘Yes,’ to his suggestion, and curious to know what we had in store for them.
“Cool! We’ll be right back,” Anika said as she stood from the sofa and grabbed my hand as I grabbed my bag. As we walked into Muffin’s master bedroom I could feel the guys watching us. They poured themselves another shot and sipped, waiting for the show to begin.
Inside Muffin’s bedroom, I opened my handbag and pulled out the two toys we’d bought especially for tonight. We’d tried them on they day we bought them, and decided that I would get the blond one, to compliment my brunette hair, and Anika would have the black one because she was blond. With a little bit of help they fit perfectly . . .
