By Liza James
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Customer tags: wisconsin(3), halloween(3), dracula(3), sexy(3), contemporary erotic romance(3), haunted house(3), erotic romance(3)
Review & Description
Halloween night is for ghouls and goblins and making mischief. When Sherri Phillips gets locked in the basement of a creepy haunted house with a handsome stranger in a black cape, she sheds her inhibitions, her fears—and her tiger's tale—and makes a little of her own MISCHIEF IN THE DARK.
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The power went out as if a switch had been flipped, plunging them into complete darkness. With a squeak, Sherri launched herself in Will’s general direction. He caught her, crushing her in his arms as if he were as freaked out as she. They stood there, listening for any sounds that would assure them they weren't alone. Nothing but dead silence.
“Talk about fuckin' creepy,” he whispered against her temple.
“Great, thanks. Like I'm not scared enough.”
“Sorry. Just starting to feel like we're stuck in some bad horror film.”
“Okay, you're not allowed to talk anymore.”
Will chuckled as he rubbed her back, relaxing her. She closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh. He smelled so wonderful, she was sorely tempted to lean in closer and get a big whiff. Holy Bloodsucker, was she turned on. Naughty thoughts began to run rampant through her sex-starved mind.
Whoa, girl. Sherri cleared her throat and leaned back a bit. “I'm sorry. You must think I’m a big baby.”
“I think you're beautiful,” he countered in a near whisper. And although they were entombed in complete blackness, she could feel his gaze on her like a hot caress, warming her from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.
‘Come on, Sherri, live a little. Time to think about yourself for a change.’
Damn right. And let’s face it, when would an opportunity like this ever arise again? Not to mention she was a teensy bit scared of the dark. What better way to alleviate her fears than sex with a handsome stranger? A very willing stranger if the boner growing against her belly was any indication.
She slid her arms around his neck and purred, “Such a gentleman. Don't suppose we can change that?”
He chuckled again, the sound deep and sexy as hell. “Oh, I think that could be arranged.”
A heartbeat later, his warm lips settled on hers, and his arms tightened around her waist. She let out a soft moan and opened to him, meeting his tongue with wild abandon. Odd as it was, she wanted him more than she'd ever wanted anyone.
And she wanted him right now.Halloween night is for ghouls and goblins and making mischief. When Sherri Phillips gets locked in the basement of a creepy haunted house with a handsome stranger in a black cape, she sheds her inhibitions, her fears—and her tiger's tale—and makes a little of her own MISCHIEF IN THE DARK.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The power went out as if a switch had been flipped, plunging them into complete darkness. With a squeak, Sherri launched herself in Will’s general direction. He caught her, crushing her in his arms as if he were as freaked out as she. They stood there, listening for any sounds that would assure them they weren't alone. Nothing but dead silence.
“Talk about fuckin' creepy,” he whispered against her temple.
“Great, thanks. Like I'm not scared enough.”
“Sorry. Just starting to feel like we're stuck in some bad horror film.”
“Okay, you're not allowed to talk anymore.”
Will chuckled as he rubbed her back, relaxing her. She closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh. He smelled so wonderful, she was sorely tempted to lean in closer and get a big whiff. Holy Bloodsucker, was she turned on. Naughty thoughts began to run rampant through her sex-starved mind.
Whoa, girl. Sherri cleared her throat and leaned back a bit. “I'm sorry. You must think I’m a big baby.”
“I think you're beautiful,” he countered in a near whisper. And although they were entombed in complete blackness, she could feel his gaze on her like a hot caress, warming her from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.
‘Come on, Sherri, live a little. Time to think about yourself for a change.’
Damn right. And let’s face it, when would an opportunity like this ever arise again? Not to mention she was a teensy bit scared of the dark. What better way to alleviate her fears than sex with a handsome stranger? A very willing stranger if the boner growing against her belly was any indication.
She slid her arms around his neck and purred, “Such a gentleman. Don't suppose we can change that?”
He chuckled again, the sound deep and sexy as hell. “Oh, I think that could be arranged.”
A heartbeat later, his warm lips settled on hers, and his arms tightened around her waist. She let out a soft moan and opened to him, meeting his tongue with wild abandon. Odd as it was, she wanted him more than she'd ever wanted anyone.
And she wanted him right now. Read more
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