Carried Away. Sex and Romance (and Sex), #3
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- ISBN978-1-5070-8752-7
- EAN9781507087527
- Date de parution03/03/2015
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- ÉditeurIncantatrix Press
Résumé
** This is Book 3 in the Sex & Romance (and Sex) series.**Lydia and Josh have been spicing up their sex life, trying new things (and new people), and former prude Lydia is starting to feel like she can handle this sexier, more brazen part of herself. That is, until they get carried away and face some potentially disastrous consequences as a result. Ultimately they have to decide if the excitement is really worth the risk. Josh and Lydia continue their steamy adventures in the third and final book of the Sex & Romance (and Sex) series, Carried Away.*** Content warning: Contains explicit sexual content and strong language.
Intended for mature readers 18+. Excerpt:Oh God, oh God, oh God. Was I really going to do this? I didn't even know what we were going to do. Josh hadn't told me anything, and we certainly hadn't rehearsed anything! I was going to make a colossal fool of myself. The crowd was definitely warmed up from the previous two acts, and they certainly did their best to make us feel welcomed, but my heart was hammering inside my chest so hard that I couldn't hear much else.
Josh placed his right hand on my lower back and grasped my right hand with his left, holding it against his chest. The dance was a sultry Latin number, keeping our bodies pressed close together, our hips swaying seductively, our feet lightly gliding across the floor. My eyes started to drift toward the crowd watching us but Josh whispered, "Eyes on me. Don't worry about them. Just focus on me."He was my rock.
He always had been. Just feeling his arm around me, supporting me, holding me close to his strong, warm body, I felt my fear start to fade away. Tears pricked my eyes as I pressed my lips gently against his. God, I loved this man. I would do anything for him. Even if it scared me, even if it crushed me, even if it killed me. Nothing else mattered but him.
Intended for mature readers 18+. Excerpt:Oh God, oh God, oh God. Was I really going to do this? I didn't even know what we were going to do. Josh hadn't told me anything, and we certainly hadn't rehearsed anything! I was going to make a colossal fool of myself. The crowd was definitely warmed up from the previous two acts, and they certainly did their best to make us feel welcomed, but my heart was hammering inside my chest so hard that I couldn't hear much else.
Josh placed his right hand on my lower back and grasped my right hand with his left, holding it against his chest. The dance was a sultry Latin number, keeping our bodies pressed close together, our hips swaying seductively, our feet lightly gliding across the floor. My eyes started to drift toward the crowd watching us but Josh whispered, "Eyes on me. Don't worry about them. Just focus on me."He was my rock.
He always had been. Just feeling his arm around me, supporting me, holding me close to his strong, warm body, I felt my fear start to fade away. Tears pricked my eyes as I pressed my lips gently against his. God, I loved this man. I would do anything for him. Even if it scared me, even if it crushed me, even if it killed me. Nothing else mattered but him.
** This is Book 3 in the Sex & Romance (and Sex) series.**Lydia and Josh have been spicing up their sex life, trying new things (and new people), and former prude Lydia is starting to feel like she can handle this sexier, more brazen part of herself. That is, until they get carried away and face some potentially disastrous consequences as a result. Ultimately they have to decide if the excitement is really worth the risk. Josh and Lydia continue their steamy adventures in the third and final book of the Sex & Romance (and Sex) series, Carried Away.*** Content warning: Contains explicit sexual content and strong language.
Intended for mature readers 18+. Excerpt:Oh God, oh God, oh God. Was I really going to do this? I didn't even know what we were going to do. Josh hadn't told me anything, and we certainly hadn't rehearsed anything! I was going to make a colossal fool of myself. The crowd was definitely warmed up from the previous two acts, and they certainly did their best to make us feel welcomed, but my heart was hammering inside my chest so hard that I couldn't hear much else.
Josh placed his right hand on my lower back and grasped my right hand with his left, holding it against his chest. The dance was a sultry Latin number, keeping our bodies pressed close together, our hips swaying seductively, our feet lightly gliding across the floor. My eyes started to drift toward the crowd watching us but Josh whispered, "Eyes on me. Don't worry about them. Just focus on me."He was my rock.
He always had been. Just feeling his arm around me, supporting me, holding me close to his strong, warm body, I felt my fear start to fade away. Tears pricked my eyes as I pressed my lips gently against his. God, I loved this man. I would do anything for him. Even if it scared me, even if it crushed me, even if it killed me. Nothing else mattered but him.
Intended for mature readers 18+. Excerpt:Oh God, oh God, oh God. Was I really going to do this? I didn't even know what we were going to do. Josh hadn't told me anything, and we certainly hadn't rehearsed anything! I was going to make a colossal fool of myself. The crowd was definitely warmed up from the previous two acts, and they certainly did their best to make us feel welcomed, but my heart was hammering inside my chest so hard that I couldn't hear much else.
Josh placed his right hand on my lower back and grasped my right hand with his left, holding it against his chest. The dance was a sultry Latin number, keeping our bodies pressed close together, our hips swaying seductively, our feet lightly gliding across the floor. My eyes started to drift toward the crowd watching us but Josh whispered, "Eyes on me. Don't worry about them. Just focus on me."He was my rock.
He always had been. Just feeling his arm around me, supporting me, holding me close to his strong, warm body, I felt my fear start to fade away. Tears pricked my eyes as I pressed my lips gently against his. God, I loved this man. I would do anything for him. Even if it scared me, even if it crushed me, even if it killed me. Nothing else mattered but him.