Let's Get Physical
What do you do when you catch your husband in bed with his ex?
That’s what Samantha Jenkins asks herself one heart-wrenching night when she
pays her husband, Leo San Rocco, a visit in a sexy negligée,
hoping to lure him back, only to find his lewd ex has beat her to the punch.
Samantha musters what dignity she has left and runs out before Leo can
Distraught, she crashes into the debonair James Colfield. The sexual
attraction between them is scorching hot. James decides he is the one who’ll
mend her broken heart and spark the sex goddess that dwells deep in her
The problem with James’ plan is Leo still loves his wife and the bond they
share is practically unbreakable. Will James win her into his bed, or will
Leo open his eyes and see Samantha is the only woman for him?
Sensuality Rating: SCORCHING
Genre: Erotic Contemporary Romance
Length: 34,000 words
"I wrote this story because I needed to get back to my roots and my
passion. I also needed to bring to life the characters that have haunted me
for awhile. I wanted to write a story that wasn’t cut and dry, that had
depth and layers of sexuality, love, and complacency while it still brought
out our human weaknesses and insecurities." ~ Cherie ~
Cover Art by Jinger
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The moment she stepped into his house, her eyes opened in awe. Somehow
she expected a messy bachelor’s pad since Mat had told her James
came over from England six months ago and wasn’t married. But to
her surprise, he had an immaculate home, with delicate antiques
practically in every corner. “Wow! What a nice place you have
He quickly glanced down at her body, then brought his gaze back up.
“Th-thanks, Mrs. San Rocco. I love collecting antiques. I
brought some over with me when I moved over here from England,
but most of them I bought at flea markets. You’d be surprised
what bargain gems you can get there.”
Every time she picked up Mat at hockey practice, James had been on the
ice, so she never stood this close to him before and couldn’t
help noticing how handsome he was…and how tall, taller than Leo,
probably six feet two inches tall. His dark brown eyes and hair
and his chiseled nose and strong jaw just made him so alluring.
It took her a second to catch her breath and make her brain kick in a
reply. “Well, I would have never guessed you would find such
beauty in a flea market.”
He stared deep into her eyes like forever and she thought she’d melt. In
a sultry voice, he added, “Yes, it is mystifying at times when
beauty is right in front of your eyes and you never noticed it
Oh my, he is a charmer, indeed.
He broke eye contact after a second and snapped to attention. “Why don’t
we get that cut and bump on your head tended to, aye? Would you
like to follow me to the kitchen?”
She took a deep air intake. “Sure, lead the way.”
She followed him down a long narrow corridor to the kitchen that was
spectacular with the vast array of cabinets in a rich oak and
the black marble counter tops. James quickly glimpsed at her
chest again and then averted his gaze to the other side of the
kitchen. He pointed to a stool at the island. “Please sit,”
which she did, admiring the marble as she put her hand on it.
While he opened his freezer and took out some ice and placed it in a
plastic bag, he looked over to her. “That’s imported Italian
marble from Rome. It cost me a pretty penny, indeed.”
She smiled. “Yes, I know.”
He hit his palm against his forehead. “I’m sorry. How stupid of me. I
forgot you are married to an Italian, yes?”
She turned her gaze away. “Yes. I am or was. We are separated now.”
He nodded. “I know. Mat told me a little something a while back.”
A little shocked and concerned, she looked at him when he brought over
the ice and a first aid kit to the counter. “He has spoken to
you about us? What does he say?”
“He said it has been tough. First he lost his grandmother and now this.
He says he hears you cry yourself to sleep at night and wants to
Tears urged to break through, but she held them at bay and took a big
swallow. “Yes, he often comes into my room at night wanting to
hold me and promising everything will be all right. No matter
how strong I try to be, he can always see right through my fake
He leaned forward so his face was just a few inches from hers. “Yes,
well children are a lot more in tune than we give them credit.”
Her heart beat faster with his closeness. She sighed, smelling his
sensual cologne. “Yes, I g-guess so. Has he said anything else
that I should worry about?”
Still gazing into her eyes, he continued, “Only that your husband is a
fool for leaving you.” He pulled away, lifting his brow and
looked away. Opening up the first aid kit, he coughed and
whispered something. Samantha could have sworn he said, “And I
He pulled out a few cotton balls and small bottle of antibacterial
lotion. He smiled up at her and moved in closer, clearing his
throat uncomfortably. “Um-Um-right. Well, this will sting a
When he was so near to her his hot breath caressed her face, he suddenly
stepped back and turned away. “I’m sorry, Mrs. San Rocco, but
would you mind closing your…your…” He pointed to her chest area.
“I’m sorry, although I admire the view, I’m afraid I find it
highly distracting and I won’t be able to tend to your wound.”
Oh, my God!
The look on his face when she told him to strip down was
priceless. He looked so adorable.
“No way, Sammi!” He shook his head.
“Leo, I can tell your fever is really high just by
touching your forehead. You need to bring down your body
temperature fast. Who knows how long it’s been this high. The
fastest way is by you stripping down to your underwear and I’ll
put cold cloths on your head and chest. So do it.”
He looked at her and sighed. “I guess you won’t leave
until I do, huh?”
“Okay, fine.” He unbuttoned his PJ top and pulled down
his pants. Even sick, he looked good.
She pointed to the couch. “Now lie down, please.”
He did what she asked. Then she placed the bowl on the
coffee table and dunked the face cloths in it. Sitting on the
right edge of the sofa, she scooted closer. She lifted his head
and rested it on her lap. He stared up at her but said nothing.
She smiled, bending forward and her right breast touched
his nose. A shiver shot down to her cunt. She wrung two cloths
and opened them, putting them on his chest. Then she bent over
again and her breast touched his mouth this time. He must have
tilted his head upward, and his mouth was open. Not budging her
position, but pretending she didn’t know what he was doing, she
kept her breast positioned there. She enjoyed the amazing
feeling of having his mouth there and his hot breath on her
She took her time wringing the cloth, bending more so her
breast bobbed in and out of his mouth. Then she finally put the
damp cloth on his forehead. Seeing his cock bulging up in his
tight briefs as he stared at her with those melting eyes, she
knew he had indeed been teasing her. Her heart fluttered. She
gazed deep into his eyes in silence.
Samantha wanted to place her hand on his hard on, but
knew he needed his rest. She put her hands over his eyes and
slowly shut them. “Sleep, Leo. You’ll feel better soon.”
She thought he’d argue, but he didn’t. He obviously was a
lot weaker than he appeared. She combed her fingers through his
hair and tamed her raging hormones. It was good to be here, with
him, where she was always meant to be.
SIREN SEX Rating
Traditional romance, suitable for the general
Heavy sexual tension; graphic details; may contain
coarse language (BookStrand)
Erotic, graphic sex; explicit sexual language; may offend delicate
Erotica romance; contains many sexual encounters; may contain unconventional
sex; will offend delicate readers (SIREN)
Excessive or non-exclusive sex; many instances of unconventional sex; may be hardcore; not for the faint-hearted
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