Las Vegas Honeymoon
Just before her nuptials, Mary Franks overhears a woman complaining about her boyfriend. The cheating bastard is having an affair with one of Mary's bridesmaids. Mary is shocked to find that "the cheating bastard" is Ralph Nugent, her fiancé. She declares the wedding off and moves into the honeymoon stage. Alone and miserable, she questions her decision while waiting for her bags at the Las Vegas airport.
Dan Higgins, Mary's high school crush, is in Las Vegas for the annual bash his family's company hosts. So far, he's had nothing but trouble—a long trip ends with his room being given away. Then he turns and looks into the eyes of a sexy woman. Imagine his surprise when the angel turns out to be sweet, studious Mary from high school.
When Mary offers him private quarters in her suite, he knows Lady Luck is sitting on his shoulder.
Length: Novel (26,700 words)
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LAS VEGAS HONEYMOON
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"Las Vegas Honeymoon is a titillating
read; I almost felt like a voyeur because Ms. Drake did a
great job of pulling me into the story. I totally got why
Mary was insecure and I liked how Dan was neither a sinner
nor a saint, but a yummy combination of the two. And the
sex - mmm, mmm, good. You’ll be over the moon once you
read Las Vegas Honeymoon." —Amy Wynn,
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Mary was beginning to wish she’d ordered real drinks instead of
virgins. The lights, the throbbing, thumping music, and the
signs all around of sex, had wound her into a state of severe
horniness. Being seated in a darkened booth against the wall
gave an aura of privacy. She looked up. Dan was intently
watching the show. If not for her, he’d be up front with Pete.
Did he wish he was?
She wanted his attention. She studied the girl on stage
to get some idea of how she used her body. Sighing in
frustration, she admitted there was no way she’d ever be able to
move to music like that, and what if she tried and her body
incited disgust rather than excitement?
All Mary sensed in Dan was the tenseness of his muscles. He
talked a little—as much as he could above the music—but he
hadn’t touched her at all, or given her smoldering looks like he
had at the party. Had she imagined the message in his eyes or
the possessiveness of his touch? A blazing bird of paradise
would command his attention. Such a woman wouldn’t doubt her
abilities, she’d make Dan notice her.
Mary placed her hand on Dan’s groin. He gasped. She gasped, too
and almost yanked her hand back, nervousness threatening to
overcome the needy pulse centered between her legs. Dan dropped
his hand over hers, pressing her fingers into the bulge under
his fly, then pushing down and tugging up, making her hand
stroke him through his clothes. His cock, already long and hard,
stiffened and grew under her palm. Something like a groan
escaped his lips.
The club’s atmosphere stifled whatever inhibitions were left in
her. Not considering who might be watching she released her
breast from the dress bodice, then guided his free hand to
caress her waiting flesh and pebbled nipple.
He draped his arm across her shoulders and turned her toward
him. Even in the dim lighting, a look of hunger shone clear in
his eyes. He kneaded her breast while his lips nibbled at hers.
“You know people can see us, don’t you?” he whispered.
“Everyone’s watching the action on stage.”
“Not that man over there.”
She looked over her shoulder to a nice looking middle-aged man
at the next table. He raised his glass in salute with one hand.
His other hand was inside the placket of his slacks. At that
moment Dan dipped his head to suckle her nipple. A moan of
pleasure escaped her, and any thought of the creepy man flew out
of her head.
Dan nicked her breast with his teeth and she gasped again. The
strange man at the neighboring table widened his eyes as though
he knew what Dan had done.
How exciting. The thought shot through her head. Being
watched turned her on in a way she’d never imagined. Of course,
no sweet violet ever thought about things like this. She
winked and then turned her attention back to Dan.
She pulled on the zipper tag and released his cock. It surged,
full and long in her hand. Dan lifted his mouth to hers again,
but her tongue took control of him before he had a chance to
play invader. She licked, touched, stroked, nuzzled, while her
hand smeared pre-cum over the head of his cock.
Then she broke the kiss. Struggling to one knee on the banquette
seat, she bent her head and sucked him. His hand moved down her
back to her bottom. He lifted her skirt. Under the thong, he had
full access to her feminine regions. They would also be exposed
to their watcher. The thought made her hotter than a jalapeno.
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Heavy sexual tension; graphic details; may contain
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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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