“Resort Romance” Blurb:
Imogen agrees to
accompany Gage and Liam to a resort for a week’s vacation and some extra hot
ménage sex. The gardens are beautiful, the meals are delicious and the
facilities are excellent, especially the three swimming pools. The men are
delicious too, but Gage is bossy and Imogen is not going to be anyone’s sex
toy.
But the men are
awfully yummy and Imogen is having a wonderful time. Until Gage makes a few
autocratic decisions which remind Imogen of her manipulative father. Then
Imogen has to decide whether the best orgasms of her life are worth risking
potential heartbreak.
Story excerpt
“Wow, this place
is huge. There are three swimming pools. Three! And one has a waterfall and a
beach. And there are gardens and walks, a bridge over the water, and a cinema and
a gym. Tennis courts. A golf course. We’re only here for a week. We won’t have
time to try even half these things.”
Imogen’s hazel
eyes were almost popping out of her head as she looked from the map of the
resort to the various areas they were walking past.
Liam scowled.
“It’s all very well for you two. I’m the fair-skinned one here. I’ll be burned
to a crisp in five minutes in this sun.” He pulled his dark glasses down over
his blue eyes and hunched his shoulders deeper inside his long-sleeved T-shirt.
“I brought sunblock—”
“So did we. Lots
of sunblock. Waterproof sunblock. And hats.” Gage spoke firmly. “We’ll be
sensible and only stay out for half an hour at a time.”
Imogen’s joy
evaporated in an instant. God, he sounds
just like my father. “No going near the water for an hour after eating. Keep
your hat on at all times. No more than fifteen minutes in the sun. No talking
to other children.” All I ever wanted to do was run and play on the water’s
edge like the other kids!
“Imogen!”
With a start she
came out of her reverie and looked at Gage and Liam. They had stopped in front
of a cabin, the end one in a block of four, with huge bushes covered in vivid
pink flowers out front of it.
“Aren’t they
wonderful!” She waved at the flowers, but the men had already opened the door
and were pulling their luggage inside.
Well, hell. It’s a good thing I decided to
come away with them to test our compatibility. It looks like this relationship
is not going to work, at least from my point of view. She sighed, then rolled her suitcase
through the doorway behind them.
Berengaria Brown
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