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Meet Richard Martin. He's well mannered, married to his beautiful university sweetheart, work's in a job he can't stand with people who mostly drive him nuts, and so sexually frustrated he's about ready to blow like Mount Vesuvius. Enter Rebecca, Scarlet and Samantha, three sirens sent by god to plague and tempt him. Will he be able to do what's right and resist their advances, or will these temptresses lure him to the rocks?
In this first volume in Dark Inferno's sizzling new series: Sweet Temptations, A naughty babysitter sets out to seduce her man. No matter what his wife might think, she is determined to lure him into her bed...
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“You’re eating ice cream, what flavour?” he finally asked, desperate for anything that might ease the tension.Rebecca, however, seemed to have forgotten all about the carton and it was only when she looked down and saw it there that she realised icy drops of condensation were running off her fingers. “Ohhh…it is Tesco’s Cherrylicious.” She had such a sweet voice, why hadn’t he ever noticed it before? “Would you like some?”
Damn, he had always had a weakness for cherries. He knew he shouldn’t, yet when she offered him the spoon, its head filled with a blend of fluffy white vanilla and thick gooey cherry, he couldn’t resist and obediently opened his mouth to accept the sweet treat. The taste of it flooded his senses, as deliciously bitter as it was sweet, and he swallowed it all greedily. Yet as she pulled the spoon away, a single creamy drop escaped the corner of his mouth and ran wetly down his chin. He moved to brush it aside but Rebecca’s spoon was quicker and she scooped up the droplet before bringing it to her own lips.
“Mmm…delicious,” she moaned, and he realised that it wasn’t the ice cream’s bitter sweet flavour she had tasted, but his own. Seeming to sense his scrutiny, she suddenly stilled, and when their eyes met, they both knew the truth.
Heart pounding, he reached out and took the utensil from her before hurling it aside with a flick of his wrist. Then they came together and he could feel his head spinning as their lips met. Rebecca didn’t hesitate; the ice cream carton was gone, discarded he knew not where or when, and she was upon him, straddling his waist. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him hungrily, her lips parting and her small tongue pressing against his lips, demanding entry.
Richard knew he should stop this before things went too far, but his body was acting on its own and his mouth opened to accept her, passionately returning the kiss as his hands seized her backside and crushed her to him. She tastes like…cherries.
Surrendering to the moment, a low growl rumbled through him as he lost himself in the intoxicating sweetness of her lips. He could feel her breasts pressing against him as her tongue ran wild within his mouth, brushing over his teeth and tickling the roof of his orifice. She let out a small moan as his tongue slipped over hers and hotly twirled around the probing muscle, pressing it back into the warmth of her mouth. All too aware of his fully engorged arousal straining for release from its tight confines, he used his hold on her buttocks to draw her closer, letting her feel the effect she was having on him as their tongues danced. Whimpering with pleasure, Rebecca eagerly responded by rocking her hips against his own and a hot shiver ran down his spine as he felt the damp heat of her desire through the mesh of garments.
Only when his breath was exhausted, and the need for air utterly dire, did he break the kiss. Yet drunk on her sweetness, he couldn’t stop; grabbing deep ragged breaths, he swooped down and began to nip a trail of fire from the sensitive spot just under her ear, down the soft slope of her neck, and to the exposed crook of her shoulder. Gasping hotly in a mixture of pleasure and pain at every tiny subtle bite, Rebecca tilted her head back, exposing more skin for him to kiss as her fingers tangled in his hair, a ragged moan escaping her as his tongue traced the ridge of her collarbone.
Richard didn’t care that he was leaving marks, that the girl’s neck was red and glistening; he couldn’t stop, couldn’t get enough. He was addicted to her taste, her scent, the softness of her skin, and even the very feel of her writhing against him drove him wild; but it wasn’t enough.
Tight and firm, her lace covered buttocks filled his hands nicely and he couldn’t resist squeezing the luscious mounds, making the beauty moan, before trailing his hands up along her sides, mentally mapping the sensual curves before hooking a finger over the robe’s belt. With a quick tug, the tie came undone and the garment fell open. Keeping one hand locked to her narrow waist, the other slid beneath the folds of the robe to explore the previously hidden delights. Softer than silk but hot to the touch, her skin trembled at his lightest contact and he ran his fingers teasingly over the bumps of her ribs before coming to her bosom.
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