It’s that time again – indulging in your fantasies. I don’t know any better way than imagining a sensuous tropical island full of cabana boys ready to do your bidding. You know the place – pearlescent white sand beaches, golden sun rays and the most turquoise water you’ve ever seen. Now imagine the men on your fantasy island. WHEW BABY.
Okay it’s no secret I like men of all flavors. I wrote a sexy piece that also has a hidden meaning you have to delve into before you know. In truth it was a tough book to write given what my heroine had gone through in order to find her special place of healing. BUT along the way are four best friends and the most incredible chocolate laced men she had ever seen – or fallen in love with.
Take a taste of…
Shannon Myers had it with men. Finding her fiancé, Randolph, in bed with a naughty blond vixen half her age did little for her self-esteem and despair settled in. Incensed, her best friend, Amy, whisked her way to a Caribbean island and a well known Hedonistic spot so that she could recover while convincing her to have a wicked fling of her own. Developing a naughty game titled Taming Paradise, the first one that bedded not one but two stunning hunks would win. Her spirit crushed, Shannon refused until she took one look at New Zealanders, Brandon and his rough-hewn friend Kyle and knew that two young studs just might be her ticket to a slice of happiness. Instantly the nights turned saucy as Brandon introduced her to a very kinky society, where all things scandalous were on the menu.
Shannon found herself falling hard, until she realized that he was none other than Randolph’s son and she was embroiled in a ruse that included releasing her inner most secret and very erotic cravings they had shared together years before. Racing back to the states, she was determined to put the experience behind her. However Brandon wasn’t playing a game. He had been in love with her for years and the moment he found out about his father’s behavior, he was determined to win her heart. It took nefarious planning, a surprise visit from Randolph and a series of truths to finally convince her to take a chance with a young man that stilled her heart and filled her every desire.
“Here’s the thing girlfriend. You need to get fucked. And I mean in such a way that you’re breathless and unable to walk for days.”
The remnants of her margarita flew past the edge of her lips and cascaded down across her bare thighs. “What did you say?” Shannon Myers gawked at her friend, Amy and groaned.
“You heard me. You need a cock buried in your pussy to get you out of that ugly mood.” Amy giggled and glanced over, her grin full of mischief.
“Ugly mood?” Shannon countered.
“You heard me. Now shush while I ogle the incredibly hot bodies they have on this island. Have you ever seen anything so delicious and ready to eat in your life? We’ve died and gone to heaven, girl.”
Shannon sighed and stared at the sun kissed blond man lounging on the other side of the pool. His cock pressed the tight material out from his hips. She licked her lips and for a brief second thought about sucking him with wild abandon, then thrust the lurid thoughts in the back of her mind. Still, he was stunning. Whew! “I don’t know.”
“Don’t know? Are you freaking kidding me? They’re ripe and ready to eat like sticks of succulent candy. Yummy! Look at that one over there. What I’d like to do with his luscious body is probably illegal in several states.” Sighing, Amy nibbled on the fuchsia straw poking up out of her fruity drink and lifted her sunglasses to eye the men in various shapes and sizes surrounding the pool. “Delicious. Oh yeah, they’re all babes in Toyland and it’s time for this little girl to play. Can’t you just imagine some of these cocks buried inside your pussy, girl? Seriously, that would meet doctor’s orders.” Absently she feathered her fingers across the protruding outline of her rock hard bud under her bikini top, finally sliding under the flimsy material, flicking her finger across her nipple in lazy motions, purring.
Shannon frowned and glanced across the shimmering pool, reflecting the iridescent gold of the late morning sun. Several of the young male guests preened and obviously hungered for company. Somehow the vision curled Shannon’s stomach, yet she had to admit, the yummies were hot and she was in need. These boys are half your age. Shivering, Shannon envisioned their naked bodies. As she licked her lips, her pussy tingled from the lascivious thoughts. Chastising herself, she growled remembering she came to the gorgeous island for respite and recovery, not fresh prey.
“They are half our age to be exact and who the hell cares?” Amy said as if reading Shannon’s thoughts. “My God Shannon, we came down here for sun, drinks, relaxation and some kinky sex and not necessarily in that order. Come on girl.”
“Correction, you ran away with me to the Caymans as my best friend to help me wallow in my misery.“
“Oh Christ woman. You need to get laid! You need wild steamy sex with not just one but two hunky males and I think I know how to make that happen.”
“Please say that a little louder so everyone at the pool can hear you!” Granted, Shannon hadn’t had sex since she found out Randolph had cheated on her with a water nymph or so she liked to call the twenty something spicy bottled blonde with fake boobs. She remembered seeing the vixen riding her man like a stallion in heat, naked except for a dangling gold necklace. The woman, hell the girl was half her age and the damning event refused to leave her mind. That had been almost six months ago.
Amy glanced over at her as she swirled her drink. “All right, I’ve had enough of this pouting shit. We’re in a place that could only be described as a slice of heaven and you’ve done nothing but think about that freaking asshole you dated for far too long. I’m taking matters into my own hands, and girlfriend, you will not say no to me or I’ll find a way to make you suffer.”
Shannon grimaced and shook her head. Amy might be right but Shannon still stung from being pushed aside for a younger version. She glanced at her finger, rubbed a thin line where the engagement ring used to be and watched Amy saunter toward the bar. If anyone could get her out of her ridiculous doldrums, Amy, the buxom redhead who had been her best friend for years just might be able to. There was no doubt Shannon wanted to live again, but the thought of having sex with a stranger was sinful. Salacious. But the shameless thought did indeed sizzle her cunt.
“Here we go. You’re going to love this.” Amy handed her a pineapple filed with vibrantly colored straws.
“What is this?” Shannon asked as she raised her eyebrow.
“This is a naughty girl game called Taming Paradise and it’s one I won’t take no for an answer.”
“Taming Paradise? That sounds like something I wouldn’t do and you know it.”
Amy grinned and suckled her finger. “Well, how about this, you play lest I publish your diary over the internet.”
Amy cocked her hip, tipped her glasses and gave Shannon a saucy grin. “Try me.”
Shannon growled and climbed out of the lounge chair. “What do you want me to do?”
“Short straws. The one that picks the shortest straw has to select not one but two of these fine hunky stud muffins. The fun part is you have to seduce both of the breathtaking hunks at the same time or face spending the remainder of the trip inside the hotel room. Of course you can do the nasty in the pool this afternoon for an appetizer and we’ll allow that to count as points.”
“What? Are you insane?” Shannon crossed her arms under her breasts and stared at her friend.
“You heard me, girl. Two men, at least one wild night of erotic sex and um…oh yes, the selection has to be made in the next fifteen minutes.”
“Are you out of your fucking mind? Ever hear of diseases and all of the rest that goes with something this crazy?” Thoughts of going home with something contagious ran through Shannon’s mind.
“’Scuse me, everyone goes through the physical screenings in order to be able to play. These delicious, horny men are completely safe.”
“Tests can be wrong.”
Mmm – what do you think? Hungry yet?