I’ve been
lucky enough to take two real life trips there with my husband. The first was
twenty years ago when we were dating and the second was a couple years ago and
both times we went to Puerto Vallarta. When I wrote the story I took my
favourite parts of the resort we stayed at and used them.
The rocks at
the end of one side of the beach made a perfect place for Amadora to indulge in
her own fantasy while hiding her from the view of almost everyone else.
I remember the feel of the warm breeze on my
skin and the heady scent of tropical flowers in the air. That wild feeling that
comes with knowing that no one knows you there and odds are anyone you meet,
you’ll never see again.
That’s what
Amadora was thinking when she arranged a night of fantasies with Madame Eve…
When Amadora wins a trip to a Mexican resort,
she contacts Madame Eve’s 1Night Stand service to live out a one-time fantasy—a
night with two hot men.
Undercover DEA agents Jason and Angus have been
playing it fast and loose with each other. The sex is good, but Jason blames
himself for his wife’s death during a stakeout and refuses to weigh his heart
down with any more guilt. Angus hasn’t told Jason how much he cares about him
for fear of being pushed away.
Meeting Amy forces them both to reevaluate
their relationship and consider more than one night as a threesome. When her
life is threatened, can the three of them accept the risk to their hearts and
take a chance on the love they all crave?
Excerpt:
Angus slid his
hands along the delicious curves where her waist dipped in. “It’s all about you
tonight, baby.”
“But, I don’t
want you to think you’re being forced…I mean, I know this is only one night.”
Angus bit his
lip to keep from laughing. It might be a single night in the grand scheme of
things, but not in the way she thought. It would be their first night. He
certainly didn’t feel forced at the moment and knew Jason would say the same.
Amy had a sweet soul behind her sexual bravado.
Jason pushed
away from the wall and closed the space between them.
“Remember, we
told you no means no. That goes for us as well, and believe me there is nothing
I’d like more then to bend Angus over that bed and have him. I also want you
right there next to us, touching us, satisfying all your fantasies.”
It had been a
long time since Angus had been in Jason’s bed. He’d take him rough and Angus
would be sore in the morning, but he’d love every moment of it. It would be their
night, the one night that would define their future.
“I want that,”
Amy whispered and had his face not been so close, he might have missed it.
“Show me where
you want my hands, Amadora,” Jason demanded, taking charge of the choreography.
He had a sixth sense when it came to emotions. Angus’s heart belonged to him,
but Jason hadn’t been ready to accept that. So Angus had waited for the perfect
moment and couldn’t fight the suspicion the evening would change everything.
He allowed
Jason to see his longing for Amy wash over him. Both of them were created for
him, and he didn’t want to wait any longer. He nibbled the silky skin below her
ear and kissed the elegant column of her neck. When she led his palms to her
breasts, he cupped their delicate weight.
“Put your
hands over Angus’s and move them where you want them. I want you to use him as
your own personal toy.” Jason’s voice carried an edge to it that lit Angus’s
blood on fire. Her continual tremors indicated it affected her, too.
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