man weep.
Alaska.
What was he going to do with the sexy girl who was so goddamn bored out of her mind that she swiped his towel for an inch, or rather eight and a half inches, of excitement?
Nothing...that’s what , his last working brain cell warned.
Even though he’d spent the last six months aching to taste the girl who he’d been secretly watching over, daydreaming about ramming his cock into her so hard and fast that she’d forget what the word boredom ever meant, he knew she was off limits. He was here to protect her, and if he stepped over the line, he was as good as dead.
But Jesus, he hated seeing her so miserable, so lonely and bored that she had nothing better to do than jack his towel. If only he could give her a week of fun, break her out of this campus prison and give her the adventure she was craving. From watching her closely and tracking her every moment, he knew exactly what kind of journey this sweet yet sexy girl wanted. And damned if he didn’t want to be the guy to give it to her.
Except he knew better than to blow his cover—even though he was damn well close to blowing something—and breaking free went against all the rules.
When the hell had he become such a rule follower anyway?
~End of Excerpt~
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The Male Stripper
by Opal Carew
Her ultimate sexual fantasy brought to life…
While Becca's friends fantasize about multiple men and erotic situations, Becca longs for something more down to earth—a sizzling night with the male stripper she hired for her friend's bachelorette party.
Despite her friends' good-natured insistence that she go for it, Becca just doesn't know how to tell this super sexy man she wants to jump his bones.
But when he shows up at her door later that night—and with a hunky friend in tow—she decides she just can't let this opportunity slip away.
(Volume 1 of the Red Hot Fantasies series. Volumes 1-3 available as a bundle in April 2014!)
"Right there. That’s my fantasy. In the flesh." Becca’s gaze glided across the man’s broad shoulders to his open shirt, revealing a solid chest and sinfully tight abs.
"Mmm. In the flesh is right." Sylvia grinned. "At least he will be soon."
He pivoted his pelvis, and teased the eighteen women in Becca’s living room by unfastening the button on his tight black pants.
He strutted to Celia, the bride-to-be, with a big smile on his face, gyrated his hips, then slid his fingers to the tab of his zipper and tugged it down a little.
Lucky Celia sat front and center, while Becca sat on a foldout chair behind the couch along with Jan, Sylvia and Kalie. Heat thrummed through her at the thought that she would soon see Cal’s undoubtedly long, thick, and probably extremely hard cock. She drew in a deep breath as he lowered the zipper even more.
God, she’d been thinking dirty thoughts about this sexy, gorgeous man—Cal—ever since she’d hired him for Celia’s bachelorette party.
Becca noticed Jan’s cheeks flushing pink as his zipper parted, revealing a trail of dark hair from his navel to the band of his black briefs.
"So, Jan, what’s your sexual fantasy?" Kalie asked.
Sylvia had brought up the topic just before the sexy male stripper had appeared.
"Oh, uh…" Jan dragged her gaze away from the gorgeous hunk stripping for their enjoyment. "I don’t really know."
"Come on, you must have thought about it."
Her cheeks flushed a little darker. "Well, I… uh… sometimes think about, you know, doing it with a stranger."
"You mean like a one-night-stand?" Kalie asked.
"No, I mean, it’s dark, or I have a blindfold on so I can’t see his face. I can just… feel him."
"Oh, that’s sexy," Kalie said.
"And kind of kinky." Sylvia smiled at Jan’s deepening blush. "I bet you’re
Alaska.
What was he going to do with the sexy girl who was so goddamn bored out of her mind that she swiped his towel for an inch, or rather eight and a half inches, of excitement?
Nothing...that’s what , his last working brain cell warned.
Even though he’d spent the last six months aching to taste the girl who he’d been secretly watching over, daydreaming about ramming his cock into her so hard and fast that she’d forget what the word boredom ever meant, he knew she was off limits. He was here to protect her, and if he stepped over the line, he was as good as dead.
But Jesus, he hated seeing her so miserable, so lonely and bored that she had nothing better to do than jack his towel. If only he could give her a week of fun, break her out of this campus prison and give her the adventure she was craving. From watching her closely and tracking her every moment, he knew exactly what kind of journey this sweet yet sexy girl wanted. And damned if he didn’t want to be the guy to give it to her.
Except he knew better than to blow his cover—even though he was damn well close to blowing something—and breaking free went against all the rules.
When the hell had he become such a rule follower anyway?
~End of Excerpt~
Connect with Cathryn Fox
Website
http://cathrynfox.com
https://www.facebook.com/AuthorCathrynFoxTwitter
https://twitter.com/writercatfox
The Male Stripper
by Opal Carew
Her ultimate sexual fantasy brought to life…
While Becca's friends fantasize about multiple men and erotic situations, Becca longs for something more down to earth—a sizzling night with the male stripper she hired for her friend's bachelorette party.
Despite her friends' good-natured insistence that she go for it, Becca just doesn't know how to tell this super sexy man she wants to jump his bones.
But when he shows up at her door later that night—and with a hunky friend in tow—she decides she just can't let this opportunity slip away.
(Volume 1 of the Red Hot Fantasies series. Volumes 1-3 available as a bundle in April 2014!)
"Right there. That’s my fantasy. In the flesh." Becca’s gaze glided across the man’s broad shoulders to his open shirt, revealing a solid chest and sinfully tight abs.
"Mmm. In the flesh is right." Sylvia grinned. "At least he will be soon."
He pivoted his pelvis, and teased the eighteen women in Becca’s living room by unfastening the button on his tight black pants.
He strutted to Celia, the bride-to-be, with a big smile on his face, gyrated his hips, then slid his fingers to the tab of his zipper and tugged it down a little.
Lucky Celia sat front and center, while Becca sat on a foldout chair behind the couch along with Jan, Sylvia and Kalie. Heat thrummed through her at the thought that she would soon see Cal’s undoubtedly long, thick, and probably extremely hard cock. She drew in a deep breath as he lowered the zipper even more.
God, she’d been thinking dirty thoughts about this sexy, gorgeous man—Cal—ever since she’d hired him for Celia’s bachelorette party.
Becca noticed Jan’s cheeks flushing pink as his zipper parted, revealing a trail of dark hair from his navel to the band of his black briefs.
"So, Jan, what’s your sexual fantasy?" Kalie asked.
Sylvia had brought up the topic just before the sexy male stripper had appeared.
"Oh, uh…" Jan dragged her gaze away from the gorgeous hunk stripping for their enjoyment. "I don’t really know."
"Come on, you must have thought about it."
Her cheeks flushed a little darker. "Well, I… uh… sometimes think about, you know, doing it with a stranger."
"You mean like a one-night-stand?" Kalie asked.
"No, I mean, it’s dark, or I have a blindfold on so I can’t see his face. I can just… feel him."
"Oh, that’s sexy," Kalie said.
"And kind of kinky." Sylvia smiled at Jan’s deepening blush. "I bet you’re
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