Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Adriana Kraft
Word Count :94000
Publication Date :2010-08-04
Series : The Diary#2
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- Product Code: 978-1-55487-280-0
What would it be like to be romanced by not one but two potential partners, simultaneously? Luci Parker has finally achieved the career of her dreams as an erotic author – but the only romance in her life these days is in the books she writes. Long attracted to both men and women, Luci despairs of ever finding just one person to settle down with. Owners of a South Side Chicago bookstore, Chai and Frank Ferguson eagerly devour Luci's books as fast as she can write them, and now they wonder if she might be the woman they've been looking for. Frank is deeply in love with Chai but knows she'll never be complete without a woman to love as well. Can he match the passion of not one but two exquisite and complicated women at the same time? Will Luci even want him? And if Chai truly falls in love with Luci, will there be room for him?
“I really think she’s the woman we’ve been looking for,” Chai Ferguson said, setting the novel aside on the nightstand next to the bed. “She writes with such passion. Her characters are sexy yet mysterious, sensual yet adventurous.” She tickled her husband’s bare chest lightly. “She’s certainly managed to turn us on over and over.”
“That she has,” Frank said, kissing her cheek. “How many times have you said this is the one over the past six months or so since we started reading her stuff? We don’t know if Luci Parker is even her real name. Or that she actually lives here in Chicago.”
Chai felt a surge of excitement. “But it is. I’m sure of it. I’ve researched her on the net. I’ll know more Friday night. She’s doing a reading and signing on the North Side.”
Frank looked a little startled and then softened. “So you’re going to check her out for us?”
“Umm.” Chai wet her lips. “That’s right.” She interlaced her fingers with her husband’s and slipped them inside her peignoir to cover a breast. “For both of us.”
“You don’t even know if she’s bi,” he said, fondling a breast. “Or she may be married or in a committed relationship or have a passel of kids.”
Chai chuckled and caught her breath as Frank rolled a swollen nipple between thumb and forefinger. “That’s possible,” she admitted, “but I have a feeling about her. The spirits are drawing us to her. I’m almost certain of that. I’ll know soon enough. I’m going to invite her to the Four Winds for a reading and signing. That ought to get her attention.”
Frank leaned over to drag his tongue across the rise of her breast. “If she’s at all into women, I trust you’ll get her attention. Sounds like you have it all planned out.”
Chai raked her fingers through Frank’s dark hair. “We both know that’s impossible. We are talking about human relationships.”
Lifting his head, Frank grinned. “Hell, she could be as ugly as burnt toast.”
She pushed his head lower until he was suckling her again. She sighed, basking in his loving. “I doubt she’s ugly. I bet she’s petite and brassy, maybe like Brittany in Love’s Quest.
Frank opened the peignoir and laved the underside of her breast. If your Luci is half as hot and sexy as Brittany in her Love’s Quest, then she should be something else.”
“Our Luci,” Chai corrected, closing her eyes as his tongue explored and sent her along a familiar path. “There won’t be a Luci without you. You know that.”
“I trust that,” he mumbled, around soft flesh. “So are you imagining my mouth is Luci’s?”
“Not at all,” she murmured. “I’m imagining you on my right breast and Luci on my left.”
“There’s plenty to go around,” he quipped.
“You’re not complaining about the size of my breasts after eight years of marriage, are you?”
“Never,” came a muffled reply as he suckled more of her flesh into his mouth.
“Good.” Deftly, she cradled her left breast and brought it to her mouth. She suckled imagining her favorite author’s mouth and tongue. Given the sensuality of Luci’s writing, she had to know how to love a woman. She just had to.
She matched her sucking strokes with Frank’s. They both knew she couldn’t last long under this dual oral assault. Thank goodness, she had sensitive breasts. Some women with large breasts complained about them not being sensitive. Hers were and always had been. Holding both hands around her breast she intensified her efforts as did Frank. Her lower body bucked, demanding attention. Frank clamped a hand over her pussy and she ground against it briefly before shattering.