Beachwalk Press Authors... Last Batch!

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Tamaria Soana

 

“Let’s go to bed,” he suggested in a sexy, deep voice.

 

“I’m not tired, it’s only a little past five,” Alex replied with a smirk.

 

“Neither. Am. I.” He punctuated each word while grabbing her hand and leading her toward their room.

 

Alex giggled as they walked down the hallway. She turned in his arms once he closed the door. “What do you have in mind?”

 

“Would you like to take a bath with me? I think that would be the perfect start,” Hudson said as he kissed her neck.

 

Alex moaned under her husband’s touch. “Yes,” she answered breathless.

 

“I’ll go run the bath while you get naked.”

Alex watched as Hudson turned on the water, then walked over to the cabinet and took out some candles. He lit them and placed them around the tub. When he looked up his eyes met hers. He motioned with his finger for her to come to him, and she gladly walked toward her incredibly sexy husband, discarding her clothes along the way. Alex was completely naked by the time she reached his waiting arms. Hudson pulled her toward him, his eyes scanning her naked body before he placed a searing kiss on her lips.

“You’re beautiful. How did I get so lucky to have you as my wife?”

“I’m the lucky one,” Alex whispered as she brushed her lips lightly over his.

Hudson turned the water off. “Get in.”

 

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Elise Whyles 

Flames danced around them. Sweat beaded and rolled between her breasts. Her tongue licked at his skin, and her horns flared with passion. His cock throbbed in yearning as her body undulating, her hips gyrating slowly. To and fro, rolling, pitching, she remained in constant motion, her hands trailing over her flesh, cupping her breasts. Her fingers plucked at her nipples, pulling on them until they stood hard, pointing toward him. She shuddered, her hand drifting down her abdomen, slipping beneath the braided belt of her skirt.

Heady, rich, the scent of her essence filled the air. Sweeter than honey, it teased along his shaft, filling him with want. Faint, the echo of her sliding her fingers through the folds of her pussy grew in volume with each slow roll of her hips until he could almost taste her precum.

 

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Kaylie Newell

She swung her legs out of the driver’s seat. She was wearing a miniskirt and a hot pink tank top without a bra. It had been too hot in the trailer to bother with anything else. Her cheeks warmed briefly before she realized she didn’t give a rip what this guy thought. Let him look. Maybe it would get her out of the ticket. That wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

As she stood, she kept her eyes trained on his, practically daring him to take a peek. She knew she looked suggestive. And that was okay. Because she’d learned that’s what got her the farthest from day to day. It had gotten her ahead at work, even if it was only a temporary manager’s position at Wal-Mart, and had gotten her the crappy car she was driving. It had even allowed her to be late with the rent a few times when she had dated Billy what’s-his-face with the back hair, who was also the landlord’s son. And the farther ahead she got, the better chance she’d be able to give her little sister the childhood she never had.

But he didn’t look. Officer Malone was stoic, his dark eyes never once falling to her cleavage. His face was stern, but not unfriendly. He was handsome, but not in an obvious kind of way. He reminded her of a soccer dad. The kind who befriended all the mini-van driving moms who they secretly wanted to boink after the game. He looked to be in his early forties, but it was hard to tell. He was tan—probably from spending so much time outside his squad car giving tickets, she thought sourly—and that might have made him look older. At any rate, he certainly wasn’t heinous.

He also wasn’t interested in the least.

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Sidda Lee Tate

Do you want this?" He murmured, guttural, mellow, music in her ears. His eyes held hers, burning into her, as his hands pressed against her shoulders, elbows locked.

She noticed his ragged breath and nodded slowly. "Yes." At that moment, was there anything else she wanted? She wasn't sure. She did know she didn't like the distance between them. Her fingers begged to touch him.

For an instant he froze and just stared at her, as if he were shocked she'd said yes. As the stunned look faded, the right corner of the bartender's mouth turned up, and he leaned in to kiss her.

She was powerless against the will of her hands. They explored his naked torso. The hard muscles covered by silken skin tensed and relaxed under her touch, and she shivered. His hands went to her waist and tracked their way to her upper thighs. He squeezed and his thumbs pressed against the middle seam of her jeans, right against her clit.

A quick yelp escaped Kayla, and she tilted her hips into the pressure.

The bartender froze. "I can quit," he whispered, his voice strained. "If you want me to."

She shook her head slowly, not wanting him to stop. Not for a second.

 

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Tabitha Rayne

“Are you waiting for me?” The man stared at her intensely. His eyes were the palest blue with flecks of raven black.

He was stunning. He was more than anything she’d hoped for. And the way he had strode directly toward her made her want to swoon in his arms. Mia pressed her thighs together and tried to look demure with a fierce heat rising from deep within her abdomen.

“Yes,” was all she could say, and he linked his arm through hers, guiding her swiftly away, toward a waiting taxi. He was quite forceful as he pushed her into the backseat, but Mia noticed that he carefully protected her head from the door frame.

“You know where,” he told the driver, never taking his eyes from Mia’s face.

His voice was like velvet, and she let herself be wrapped up in it. Mia watched this stranger devour her with his gaze and caught her breath as a hand gripped her knee.

“You are fucking gorgeous,” he said, and Mia was drenched in his thick, husky voice. “I want to eat you up.” His fingers squeezed her thigh hard, and her eyes widened. She was utterly helpless under his spell. He took her hand and pulled it toward the straining fabric of his crotch. “Look what you’ve done to me already.”

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