Dangerous Curves

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Luscious cleavage, hips a lover can hold onto - these are only part of the wondrous qualities of the heroines in this varied and fiery anthology. With stories from Courtney Sheets, Catherine Paulssen, Clarice Clique, Lucy Felthouse, Angel Propps, Maggie Morton, Anna Fondant, Susan Swann, and Rachel Kenley, there is something for everyone whether it is newly discovered passion, the deepening of an existing relationship, or some intense f/f action!

There is nothing hotter than a woman who knows the power of her own sexuality, and uses it for her pleasure and that of her partner - like Lanie, the heroine of my story Nothing But The Best. She's hired as the lead singer for pop star Mike Taylor's new tour. He's arrogant and bossy, but Lanie's not the girl to back down when challenged.


“So my first impression of you was right,” Lanie spit. “You’re just a conceited –“
Mike laid his hand on her mouth. “Stop here before you say something you’ll regret.” He shook his head, brushed a strand of her hair out of her face and grinned as she pulled away from his touch. “Your looks are my business because I like them.”
“And what now? Now that you know your audience wants to see you with a different type of woman.”
“What if I don’t care?”
“You still want me as your lead singer?”
“I do want you as my lead singer.” He lifted her into his arms. “But right now, I just want you.”
She searched his eyes for signs that he was tricking her, but they seemed frank and forthcoming. Was she willing to believe him?
He sat her down on a big sofa and breathed a hesitant kiss on her neck. Without knowing it, he had found her most sensitive spot… above her shoulders, at least. Lanie closed her eyes, and her lips found his. His stubble tickled her skin, but his mouth tasted as smooth and warm as it had the night before. His words and the sensations his kisses caused took away her inhibitions. Lanie drew him in, her fingers tangled in his messy curls. His tongue caressed hers slowly as if he had a whole lifetime to kiss her, and wanted that and more. She couldn't remember being kissed like this, being left breathless by any man.
She opened her eyes when he tucked a strand of her hair back behind her ear. “People have yet to see the hotness that will be on stage with me this tour.”
She made a face, but couldn’t deny that his words made her heart beat quicker. Or maybe it was the unconcealed craving in his dark stare? Now he nudged her lips, and she willingly followed him deeper into their embrace. He untied the broad bow that held her wrap top.
“Shh,” he whispered when she stiffened and opened her mouth. His tongue tangled with hers. There was no use in resisting. At the very least, though, she could set the terms. She reached for his hands and led them to her mouth. Fascinated, Mike watched as she kissed each of his fingertips, and his eyes grew wide as she rose from the sofa.
“Now…” She locked the door, “now I’m comfortable.”
He grinned and followed her with his eyes as she straddled him. “You want to play?” he asked.
“A little bit,” she said, positioning herself on his lap. “Skinny boy.”
He laughed. “Maybe I’ll let you.”
“Oh-oo.” She cupped the bulk between his legs. “This is not your stage. Here, you’re not my boss.” She grabbed his hair and forced him to look at her. “You’re the guy that needs to prove to me that I made the right decision.”

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