| Author: | Velvet Gray | ISBN: | 1230000195419 |
| Publisher: | Sketchbook Publishing | Publication: | November 8, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Velvet Gray |
| ISBN: | 1230000195419 |
| Publisher: | Sketchbook Publishing |
| Publication: | November 8, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
When she sees the gorgeous Martine dancing alone something awakened in Fiona. A wild lustful need to see the other woman writhe in pleasure for her. See that mouthwatering body dance to her tune. And, as a bonus, she can make her boyfriend watch for being a bad boy and teasing her.
Excerpt:
The pounding music changed in tempo and the crowd shifted. It parted just enough to let Fiona see into the center of the dancers.
The woman was beautiful. No, that wasn’t the word. Gorgeous? No, something else. A word you could use to describe a tiger in the jungle. It drew you in with its beauty and power. It threatened you with its very presence. She danced alone, as if no dared approach.
Like Fiona the woman wore a dress as black as her hair, but there the similarities ended. Tall, her limbs were long and graceful, her body swelled with the curve of her breasts and hips. A small pink tongue peeked out and wet full pillowy lips. Exotic slanted eyes opened as she turned on the dance floor. They focused on Fiona and she was transfixed. Blue as the summer sky. The connection only lasted a moment…but it was enough.
The gaze made her want. Want to kiss those lops and run her hands down those curves. Fiona wanted to take the other woman then and there. Make the woman melt against her pleasure. Possess her, own her.
Breaking the gaze as the song shifted, Fiona blinked in the sudden rush to normality. Sound crashed in and the heat of the club tried to drown her. Mike was there.
When she sees the gorgeous Martine dancing alone something awakened in Fiona. A wild lustful need to see the other woman writhe in pleasure for her. See that mouthwatering body dance to her tune. And, as a bonus, she can make her boyfriend watch for being a bad boy and teasing her.
Excerpt:
The pounding music changed in tempo and the crowd shifted. It parted just enough to let Fiona see into the center of the dancers.
The woman was beautiful. No, that wasn’t the word. Gorgeous? No, something else. A word you could use to describe a tiger in the jungle. It drew you in with its beauty and power. It threatened you with its very presence. She danced alone, as if no dared approach.
Like Fiona the woman wore a dress as black as her hair, but there the similarities ended. Tall, her limbs were long and graceful, her body swelled with the curve of her breasts and hips. A small pink tongue peeked out and wet full pillowy lips. Exotic slanted eyes opened as she turned on the dance floor. They focused on Fiona and she was transfixed. Blue as the summer sky. The connection only lasted a moment…but it was enough.
The gaze made her want. Want to kiss those lops and run her hands down those curves. Fiona wanted to take the other woman then and there. Make the woman melt against her pleasure. Possess her, own her.
Breaking the gaze as the song shifted, Fiona blinked in the sudden rush to normality. Sound crashed in and the heat of the club tried to drown her. Mike was there.
