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Tangled in Ribbons Virtual Book Tour

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Erotic Romance

Date Published: 11-25-2024

Publisher: Chocolate Cake Reads

 

 

On a trip that goes awry from the start,…

Vicky and Michelle, best friends since childhood, rented a cabin for a last
hurrah together before Michelle’s upcoming nuptials. The day of their trip,
Michelle receives an email with proof her fiance cheated on her. The two
women head to the cabin anyway to escape the chaos of a cancelled wedding.
Neither of them expected the cabin to already occupied by three sexy
guys.

Vicky’s snowed in with three hot guys…

When Michelle’s ex shows up unexpectedly to set the story straight and asks
to meet her at a nearby hotel, Vicky gets snowed in with the three men,
where things get even hotter! It starts out as happy fun times, but what
happens when none of them want to let go?

What else is she supposed to do to pass the time other than them?

 

Read “Tangled in Ribbons” to find out if they salvage their
friendships when jealousies, insecurities, and realities intrude in this
snowed in, why choose adventure.

 

This is fully consensual, why choose erοtic romance with MFMM and
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Chapter 5 

Taylor needed to go to his room. He needed alone time after seeing Vicky’s breasts bounce in her sweater every time she moved. It was clear to him she wasn’t wearing a bra, only one of those silky tank top things women sometimes wore under sweaters.

Her breasts swayed in a way that drew his attention, but her nipples were the real giveaway. They were so… pinched in the cold, winter air. It was a surprising challenge to keep his eyes from drifting back to her chest. He could spend hours staring at her breasts, but he wasn’t a creepy asshole, just a regular asshole.

Taylor liked breasts in general. He might describe himself as a breast man, though he found something to like in all women’s bodies. Most of the time, he gravitated towards lithe, lean women with perky, smaller breasts that fit snugly in his hands. Vicky’s were full and heavy, but it was hard to stop himself from staring. When her nipples poked out, it was hard to keep from groaning out loud. 

As soon as he got behind his closed door, he would revisit those tits in his mind. Within a few minutes, he’d release his cock from its prison. 

For now, he schooled his expression into the charming smile that generally convinced women to do whatever he wanted. It seemed to work, though he wasn’t quite sure why he was so invested in Cole’s little fling. 

It was difficult to believe they were talking about snowmobiles. All he could think about was how much he wanted to tit-fuck Vicky and then fuck her throat with his long cock. Taylor wondered about the color of her nipples and if they were big. They were probably big to go with her big tits. Fuck, she had great tits. He could imagine them wrapped around his cock as he— 

Fuck. He needed to pay attention and get his mind off her curvaceous body. Even if he did want to know what noises she made when he sucked on those tits. 

He had a brief flash of guilt before he squashed it. Vicky made her choice already, and she wasn’t his type anyway. Physically, she was curvier and rounder than the women he went for, but more than that, she was too… confident. Yeah, and too much in control. 

That reminder helped him clear his mind a little, and he tuned back into the conversation. Taylor reminded his friends about their scheduled plans, gave the women a reasonable suggestion they’d be stupid to pass up on, and spoke with his friends for a few minutes before they separated. At last, he was on the way to his room to let the beast out.

Cole was suspicious of his motives, and maybe he should be. Yeah, Taylor wanted Cole to get laid, but he would be lying if he said his interest in the voluptuous Vicky—ugh, he hated diminutive names, especially during sex—was entirely for his friend’s pleasure.

He walked casually to avoid drawing attention, and he reminded himself she was too sexually aggressive for his tastes. More power to her, but it wasn’t what he liked. He liked to be the one in control and had no interest in fighting for it with a woman. 

Even if it was far too easy to imagine this woman tied up with the holiday ribbons that decorated every damned shelf and stick of furniture in their rental. Christmas was a month away, but the cabin had everything but a Christmas tree. Hell, each of the four posters of his giant bed were wrapped in red ribbon to make them look like candy canes. He could think of better things to do with that ribbon. 

Once the thought appeared, all he could think about was her pale skin and long dark hair in contrast against the red ribbon. She’d look fucking gorgeous tied to his bed, her wrists bound in a festive bow and attached to one of the posts. That would be better than his favorite tie. He shut the door and leaned into his fantasy. 

Taylor would leave her legs unbound, but maybe another ribbon would work as a gag. Yeah, they’d need something to try to muffle the sounds he knew he could pull from her reactive body. She looked like she’d be a screamer, and he would make it his mission to draw as many screams out of her as she could give. 

But no blindfold. At least not the first time. He’d want to see her eyes as he demanded her orgasms. She’d watch as he teased her pussy and plucked at her nipples. He would toy with her body, bringing her to the brink again and again before her come filled his senses and coated his tongue.

The decorating ribbon was too thin to make a good sex aid, but no matter. He had a few lengths of Shibari rope in his suitcase. Though he hadn’t planned to seek out a holiday liaison, something spurred him to toss them in his suitcase at the last second.

Taylor wasn’t heavily invested in the BDSM scene, but he enjoyed bondage. He also knew more than basic and intermediate knots and harnesses. It appealed to his need to manage every aspect of sex, and he got off on the visual of a restrained or bound woman.

He was grateful he brought the rope, until he remembered Vicky had already chosen Cole. While he knew Cole wasn’t serious about her, he also knew his friend wouldn’t pursue a casual relationship lightly, regardless of what he said.

“Besides,” he reminded himself under his breath, “she’s not my type. Yeah, she’s sexy as fuck, but I want control, and she seems far too bossy. Unless she’s the type who needs someone else to take control and tell her what to do for a little while. Hmmm. That could work. She did seem damned stressed. I could ease her burdens for a while with my rope and my cock.”

Taylor grew harder the more he thought about Vicky tied to his bed and at his mercy. He imagined her big eyes, wide with excitement, as he explained the steps of the simple handcuffs he would make. His mind conjured the image of his dark red rope against her creamy, pale skin. Maybe he’d wrap her waist and luscious tits, too.  

His cock strained, and he palmed it through his pants as his thoughts stayed on her voluptuous breasts. He wasn’t used to this. Most of the women he fucked were thin and had smaller tits and ass, but Vicky looked like she’d be a handful. And her tits looked real, firm yet soft. Her nipples were prominent when she first entered the cabin the previous night, and he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about them.

And then there was Vicky’s ass. Taylor never obsessed about asses much at all, but hers made him reconsider. If her hands were tied to the bed, he’d have to make sure he could turn her over and fuck her from behind while he played with her round ass. Spanking wasn’t a favorite, but he couldn’t stop thinking about his red handprints decorating her pale globes.

“Damn it,” he grumbled as he unzipped his fly and grabbed his cock. 

Why was he thinking about her? He wouldn’t be able to fuck Vicky. If anybody was going to fuck her, it was Cole. And the guy needed it more than he did. Taylor would be stuck with his hand and imagination. However, his imagination was already filled with images of the sexy winter siren and what he would do with her, his ropes, and a few hours alone.

In his mind, Vicky stretched beautifully across his bed, with her perky breasts seductively and artfully wrapped by the soft cotton of his bondage rope. Her arms arched above her head, and she spread her legs to welcome him into her body. He gave her a carnal kiss before he gagged her with the shiny red ribbon adorning his headboard.

Now, he wouldn’t have to share her cries of ecstasy with the others.

He stroked himself as he envisioned teasing her skin with his hands, but right as he reached her dripping pussy, a knock sounded on his door. Startled, he shoved his cock back into his pants and zipped up. Taylor assumed one of his friends was on the other side of the door. 

To his surprise, the object of his fantasies stood in his doorway.

“Hi,” Vicky said in a chirpy voice as he swung the door all the way open, “I wanted to—” 

She smirked when her eyes landed on his erection, which grew harder the longer she stared at him. 

Instead of hiding his lower body behind the door, he stretched his arms above him and leaned his upper body into the door frame. His biceps tugged at the arms of his shirt while his erection pressed against the zipper he tugged only halfway up when she interrupted. 

Taylor knew it was a dick move, and he intended to intimidate her, but Vicky didn’t seem bothered at all. Instead, she licked her lips and dragged her eyes across his body. He hardened further as she caressed him with her heated gaze. Her smile turned coy.

“Why are you here?” he barked at her. 

He wasn’t a great guy, but he would never betray one of his oldest friends. Taylor needed her gone before his cock decided it was in charge.

“Huh? Oh, uh, I wanted to see if you were still willing to allow us to stay this week, or if it was a spur of the moment idea you’ve since regretted.”

“I’m a man of my word.”

“I’ll bet you are,” she purred. “I can help you with that problem you’ve got going on there,” she said as she nodded towards his crotch and licked her lips. 

He narrowed his eyes at her. “What the fuck are you doing? Are you flirting with me? I thought you and Cole already had a thing going.”

She shrugged and moved close enough to trace one of the buttons on his shirt. “We both know it’s nothing serious. It’s not like we’re in a relationship after making out for ten minutes. Both of us are free to pursue other opportunities.” 

“Does he know that?” 

Vicky beamed at him. “I like how much you care about your friend. I like it a lot, and I think I could like you a lot, too. We could have fun, too, you and I.” 

“Is Vicky your real name, or is it a nickname?” 

“It’s Victoria, but I go by Vicky most of the time outside of work. Why?” 

Taylor used his larger size to press her back against the door frame and leaned into her body. He grabbed the back of her neck and gently squeezed it before he bent his head until his mouth was inches from hers. His nose skimmed along her jawline and cheek in a deliberate fashion. 

Her mouth parted in preparation for his kiss, but he drew back instead. 

“Because, Victoria, you and I won’t be having any fun together until Cole knows the score. If he’s cool with sharing his toys, then you and I can explore this… heat between us.” 

Taylor brought the hand on her neck closer to her throat and stroked her soft skin. His other hand yanked her body closer to his. When he rubbed her against his straining erection, he also squeezed her neck. She let out a gasp which turned into a moan when he tightened his hold on her neck. Her eyes flared.

Vicky clutched his ass and pulled him tighter against her. He drew back again, and she whimpered in dismay. She tried to rub against his cock, and he pulled further away. 

“No,” he said in a stern voice. He watched her as he spoke. “If we do this, I call the shots. Not you. With those tits, I’m sure you’re used to getting your way, but I am, too. And I’m bigger, stronger, and willing to hold you down or tie you up to get my way.”

He smiled when her nipples beaded, and her breathing increased. She was excited about what he said, but he needed her words. 

“How does that sound to you? Would you be able to submit to me? Give yourself over to me? Do what I tell you to do?”

“What do you mean, exactly? Are you one of those Dom guys? Is this a BDSM thing?” 

She looked wary now. Good.

“Not really, no. It turns me on to be in charge, but I’m not into pain or serious discipline. Nothing hardcore. I like tying up my partners, telling them what to do”—his voice dropped, and he leaned closer to her—“and then sucking and fucking until they come so many times, they soak the bed.” 

She hissed a breath. 

“Oh, and a little choking and biting,” he said as he stroked the side of her throat. “Maybe some spanking, too. What do you think? Would you like that?”

Vicky’s eyes shone brightly as she let out another whimper. 

“Yes, yes, I like that idea a lot.”

“Then you know what you need to do. Talk to Cole and make sure it’s fine with him if you spend time with both of us. But make no mistake, Victoria,” he leveled a serious look at her, “if he’s not okay with it, you and I are not happening.”

 

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Penny Heart

I write sexy books about kissing, happy ever afters, and the drama in
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I live in the southern US with my husband, kids, and a cat who rules the
house. I spend way too much time on the computer, and only some of it is
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Erotic Romance

Date Published: 01-01-2024

 

 

For the women who work at Delicate Liaisons, a night out on the town with a
handsome, rich man is all in a night’s work. Each episode is a peek into a
paramour’s exhilarating night of pleasure and erotic satisfaction.

 

 

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Abby Johnson stared at her reflection in the mirror. She didn’t look like a sex worker. At least not the kind who walked the streets looking for a John. No, she looked respectable, proper, like a woman headed out for a classy evening with her loving partner. 

Her long brunette tresses were secured in a loose upsweep. A few tendrils accented her face. Her makeup was subtle, but still highlighted her blue eyes. Only her lips stood out because of her deep burgundy lipstick. She did another swipe with the lipstick and pressed her lips together. 

The dark emerald sequin dress was reminiscent of the Roaring 20s. She loved this dress. The way light glittered from the beads and sequins made her feel beautiful. She hoped the man would like her dress. From what she’d read on his file, he could be a lucrative repeat customer.

Her cell dinged, signaling that her ride was here. She clasped the choker, a discreet recording device, around her neck. Then she dropped her cell into her purse and slipped into her stilettoes. After one more look in the mirror, she headed for the limo. 

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Cherish wants you to immerse yourself in her erotic romances that will
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Secret Obsession: After Dark Podcast, available on Spotify. Indulge your
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Erotic Romance

Date Published: 10-10-2022

Publisher: Naughty Netherworld Press

Candi knew hot things happened behind closed doors at the Pearl Beach
Resort. After all, the place was owned by bisexual billionaire playboy Boris
van Donk, who had a reputation for taking on all comers.

Candi’s family of origin was strictly religious, and she has never given or
received more than a chaste kiss in her 21 years. Between bad-boy Boris and
her geeky, fun-loving, porn-writing housemates, an awakening of her desires
is inevitable.

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Lil is the Very Naughty side of Team Netherworld/Naughty Netherworld Press.
Cheeky and mysterious, Lil enjoys writing sweet and spicy stories that are
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Date Published: 10-10-2022

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Candi knew hot things happened behind closed doors at the Pearl Beach
Resort. After all, the place was owned by bisexual billionaire playboy Boris
van Donk, who had a reputation for taking on all comers.

Candi’s family of origin was strictly religious, and she has never given or
received more than a chaste kiss in her 21 years. Between bad-boy Boris and
her geeky, fun-loving, porn-writing housemates, an awakening of her desires
is inevitable.

 

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On the Beach

Two women and a man, all hospitality workers in their early twenties, sat
in a remote spot on the soft pink sands of Pearl Beach Resort. Pearl Beach
was a tropical hideaway in the Caribbean Sea, offering both relaxing days
and exciting nightlife for adults. Fire Isle’s nearby sister island,
Moonlight Island, was home to Sunny Coast Hospitality College. Some of the
school’s graduates became managers of luxury hotels. Others loved
Pearl Beach so much that they stayed on as employees. The three companions
were in the latter category.

During the first meeting for new students, the odd trio, though appearing
to have little in common, became fast friends. They complemented each other,
and their zeal for their coursework led them to graduate in three years
instead of the usual four. Upon graduation, the three friends
enthusiastically accepted the offer of employment at Pearl Beach Resort with
a three-bedroom cabin to share.

The college and the resort were both presided over by Boris van Donk, a
Dutch billionaire whose reputed sexual excesses earned him the nickname
“The Dirty Dutchman.” It was rumored that he enjoyed introducing
neophytes of both sexes to his fabled collection of erotic toys and
practices. Despite his libido being the stuff of legend, van Donk conducted
himself with dignity. He never forced his desires on disinterested
parties.

Despite their enjoyment of one another’s company, the trio realized
there were many things they didn’t know about each other. They wished to
strengthen their bond and dedicated an hour every week to unofficial group
therapy. During this time, anyone could share his or her secrets. The
friends were currently involved in one of these casual counseling
sessions.

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Erotic Romance

Date Published: July 2022

Publisher: Changeling Press

 

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How likely is it that studious coed Melissa will fall for Richard — former
campus jerk and serial womanizer — who’s trying to mend his ways and
win her heart? Not very, since, having made it to the “friend
zone,” he’s afraid to tell her how he feels. It’s even
less likely because Richard doesn’t know Melissa’s already
married to her childhood sweetheart, Sam — who’s really
Samantha.

However… it’s not impossible. Melissa is bisexual, she’s
developing feelings for Richard, and her wife is supportive of her quest to
discover what her bisexuality means. What does HEA look like for a loving,
blended trio?

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Chapter One

“WOW! That was one punishing hit on Harrison. Smashed high from the
left! Slammed low from the right! No wonder he did a full three-sixty before
hitting the ground. I bet it knocked the wind out of him. Wait a minute!
He’s not moving, and his leg is bent out at a really troubling angle.
The EMTs are rushing onto the field with a stretcher. Let’s hope
it’s not as bad as it looks. It won’t matter in this game.
Harrison has given his team a twenty-one-point lead with just a quarter to
play. But this young man is supposed to be headed to the NFL!”

When Richard regained consciousness, he was in a fog. He fought to clear
his head but failed. He opened his eyes, but everything was out of
focus.

“He’s awake.” It was his mother’s voice — but with
a serious measure of worry. “How are you feeling, honey?”

He hurt everywhere, and his mouth was so dry he had trouble forming any
words. “Mo- Mom? Wha- What’s g- What’s going on?” he
finally got out.

 

* * *

Ten months later

The young man tried to hurry up the stairs, but he was still having trouble
using crutches. When he pushed open the classroom door, his backpack swung
around and pulled him off balance. He let go of his aluminum aids to stop
from falling, and the metallic clatter as they crashed against the floor
drew everyone’s attention.

Every face looked his way. Few showed sympathy. Most wore thinly veiled
smirks. Some openly displayed glee. He wasn’t surprised. He deserved
it, and he knew it. A distinguished woman in a lab coat walked over and
picked up his crutches. “Classes began a week ago, Mr. Harrison”
— she handed the crutches to him –”for everyone,” she added
sternly. “And we begin on time.”

“I understand, Professor. There were complications with my surgery.
I’m sorry. I thought this building had an elevator. It won’t
happen again.”

She nodded. “Come with me.”

They walked to the farthest corner of the lab where a plain looking young
woman was adding something to a beaker sitting on a blue flame. She was
staring intently through her large protective glasses to see what kind of
reaction it would produce. “Miss Teaberry,” her teacher
interrupted, “this is Richard Harrison, your new lab partner. I know
you wanted to work alone, but we don’t have enough stations. However,
if you decide this partnership won’t work, I’ll respect
that.” She looked at Richard seriously. “If so, Mr. Harrison
will have to accept the consequences of his actions.”

“It’s fine, Professor. I promise to pull my
weight.”

The young woman looked suspiciously at her new partner. “I’m
Melissa.”

He gave her his best smile and extended his hand. “Sorry to mess
things up for you. I’m Richard.”

After looking at his hand for a few seconds, she grimaced and shook it. She
turned her attention back at the beaker. “I know who you are,”
she added frostily. “You’re Dick Harrison. Let’s just get
to work.”

He groaned inside. There was no question what she meant. Please don’t
let this be a girl I slept with and have completely forgotten. I know I was
bad. But that bad?
He studied her face closely. “We haven’t met
before, have we?”

She turned to face him. “No. But you dated my first-year roommate,
Alicia Monti.” The accusing look told him everything he needed to
know.

He winced. She was kind to say he’d “dated” her roommate.
He looked straight back at her. “For what it’s worth, you have
every right to be angry with me. I was a jerk to her — and to more people
than I want to admit. But life has kicked the shit out of me in return. Once
I figure out how to get around with these” — he held up one of his
crutches – “I will apologize to Alicia — and the others. They
may not forgive me. But I at least want to try to do the right thing. In
this class, I only want to be a good lab partner and not flunk out. Just
tell me what to do.”

Melissa raised her eyebrow, eyeing him uneasily. “Are you being
straight with me? This isn’t some sort of con?”

His face was somber. “No. I mean it.” His tone was repentant.
“I know you have no reason to believe me. I also know that a week from
now you’ll want to ask the professor to get rid of me. And not because
I’m not doing my share, but because I’m rubbish when it comes to
chemistry. Which will make me a pain in the ass as a lab partner. But this
was the only science class with an opening. I need it to graduate, so I will
do everything you want me to do. I promise I will work like crazy not to let
you down. My fate is in your hands.”

Melissa pushed her glasses up her nose, silently eyed him for a while, and
frowned. “Let’s see. You’re telling me I shouldn’t
believe you and you’ll be nothing but a burden who will jeopardize my
grade. That’s supposed to win me over?”

“I’m turning over a new leaf,” he replied seriously.
“I’ve been told honesty and humility weren’t my strong
suits. All I’m asking for is a chance.”

She examined the beaker again, then looked back at him. “OK. For this
experiment, I want you to stir the liquid until I tell you to
stop.”

“Done.” He settled on the stool in front of the beaker, took
the glass rod she handed him, and began stirring the blue liquid.

Melissa neatened up their lab area, returned some chemicals to the storage
closet, and came back with more. She jotted down some notes, then read in
her textbook. A couple of times, the professor came by and asked,
“Ready?”

When Melissa replied, “Not yet,” the teacher seemed puzzled.
All the while, Richard stirred. He noticed that no one else in the class
seemed to be stirring their beakers. Also, when the professor checked out
their work, she told them they could leave. When one hand got tired, he
switched to the other.

He and Melissa ended up being the last pair in the classroom. The professor
came by one more time and glanced at the beaker. “Everything looks
fine, Miss Teaberry. I need to leave. Is there a problem?”

“Not at all, professor. We’re just being extra
diligent.”

She nodded. “Very well. See you next time. Be sure to clean up before
you go.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

After the teacher headed out, Richard looked at Melissa as he kept
stirring. “I assume I keep going.”

She didn’t even look up from her book. She simply pursed her lips
tightly, looked at the page, and made a stirring motion with her hand.

Thirty minutes later she closed her book. “OK. You can
stop.”

He rubbed his hands together to loosen them up. He’d been stirring
for more than an hour straight. “What next?”

“Next?” Her eyebrows arched in surprise. “You’re
willing to keep going?”

“If you want me to. Yes. I’ll even stay here alone and do stuff
if you want. I know this was a test on your part. I have to prove myself to
you. If you want me to keep going, I’m OK with that.”

Her look wasn’t altogether hostile. “How’d you
know?”

“It wasn’t hard,” he said with a laugh. “Everyone
else stirred for about thirty seconds. The prof checked their work. They
left. I assume you’d already done the stirring before I got here. The
only explanation was that you needed to see if I meant what I said. You were
giving me a chance, and I want to thank you for that.”

She narrowed her eyes. Was he playing her? He seemed sincere. But
didn’t guys like him know how to fake it so you’d believe them
until it was too late?

“So, how’d I do, boss? Will you let me be your
partner?”

She looked at him seriously. “As long as you do what you’re
told and don’t blow anything up, I guess we should be OK.”

He nodded and smiled. “Not exactly high praise, but I’ll take
it. Thanks. I mean it.”

After they cleaned up their lab space, she showed him where the elevator
was. As they exited the building, he stumbled again on his crutches. She
looked concerned. “Are you OK?”

“I’ll get used to them. I’ll see you in
class.”

As Richard left the building and headed toward his dorm, he heard a shout.
“Dude! Wait up.”

The tall, muscular young man came up and gave him a hard slap on the back.
“Yo, dude! I heard you were back. Great to see you again.”

“You too, Alex.”

“I was afraid you were gone for good.”

“Having my career end was bad enough. I had to take time off for the
operations, but I wasn’t going to completely ruin my life by dropping
out.”

His friend looked at the crutches. “Sorry about the sticks, man. But
I bet they’ll work great with the babes. A bunch of us from the team
are taking the T to the Square to hit the bars. Come with. We’ll find
some hottie to throw you a sympathy fuck. It’ll be like old
times.”

“Thanks. But you and I both know the only reason the other guys from
the team would be glad to see me is to rub it in.”

“No way, man. Everybody loves you.”

Richard snorted.

“Well, maybe you weren’t the easiest guy to love.”

“It doesn’t matter. I’ve got to study. No more
‘athletic A’s’ for me.”

“Right. That sucks. Man, school’s going to be a drag for you.
Word is you even got saddled with some nerd as a lab partner. Is she hot at
least? Any chance of hitting that?”

Richard winced inside. His tone became serious.

“It’s not going to be like that. I did a lot of thinking in the
hospital. I’m done being a jerk who’s just looking to get laid.
I’m not going to say nonstop sex wasn’t fun, but I’m not
heading to the NFL anymore. I need a new game plan. A different life. I need
to be a different person. I need to grow up. Besides, Melissa’s
pre-med, not a party girl.”

“Wait! ‘Melissa’ as in Melissa Teaberry?” Alex
laughed. “In that case, you don’t even have to worry about being
tempted. The Ice Queen herself! I hear if your junk gets within a foot of
her pussy, it’ll quick-freeze and snap off. You be careful how close
you stand beside her.” He chuckled and poked Richard in the
chest.

“C’mon, dude.” He frowned. “Not cool. She’s
being fair to me. And we both know I don’t deserve it.”

“Sorry, man. Just having fun.” Alex slapped him on the arm,
then gestured in the direction of his friends. “One last chance. You
sure I can’t lead you astray with some drunken debauchery? It’ll
be like old times. Fuck ‘em and dump ‘em.”

“Nah. I’m good. New leaf, remember?”

Alex narrowed his eyes as he looked at him. “New leaf? You?
We’ll see. When you come to your senses, you know where to find me —
balls-deep in some luscious pussy. Later, dude.”

“Later, bro.”

Richard watched Alex as he walked away. He sat on the bench in front of the
reflecting pool and looked into the waters. A profound sense of shame washed
over him. A year ago, he’d prided himself on being a man-whore. I
can’t believe I used to be that guy.
I was such an asshole.

He also knew that his former teammates had absolutely no interest in seeing
him. They had tolerated his arrogance because they had to. For years
he’d been told how gifted he was as a quarterback. He was going to the
NFL. As far as he was concerned, he was doing them a favor by winning so
many games for them. They rode on his coattails. He’d be one of the
greats. They would be sentenced to boring jobs. He walked with a swagger and
was conceited and condescending.

He shivered with disgust. No more. You’re getting a second chance.
Don’t blow it.

* * *

 About the Author

Jane Colt

Originally from the East Coast, Jane is married and has returned to
Massachusetts after living in California for a while. She’s written a few
nonfiction books in connection with her current job, and has decided to
transition to erotic romance as her next career.

Jane writes fun, upbeat stories. No dark, brooding, broken, tortured guys
who need fixing. Just great, handsome, smart, sexy, “real men”
whose only weakness is being unable to resist the women she pairs them with.
She especially wants her heroines to be as sexy and passionate as they
desire. She likes her heroes to be their equal — sexy, devoted, and
romantic. No matter what, you can count on the fact that her couples end up
in love and having great sex! OK, maybe they have the sex first!

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