Third Wheel By Lynn Burke

Guest Post: Third Wheel By Lynn Burke

Guest Post: Third Wheel By Lynn Burke

Escorts #1
By Lynn
Evernight Publishing
Work: Jay Aheer, Simply Defined Art
Release Date: May 18, 2017
Keywords: Erotic, Romance, Contemporary, BDSM, single parent, stalking
*Warning: Multiple Partners, Anal Play, Anal Sex, Spanking

Carpenter by day, man whore extraordinaire by night, Reid Sullivan
lives every man’s dream. But, Elite Escort’s hottest third wheel longs for
something more than casual sex with clients.
Jessica Lindy’s testimony helped put her ex-husband behind bars,
but she can’t escape his vows of revenge. A jaded single mom, she guards her
heart and daughter’s life against any man.
One fateful night with
Reid, the temptation for Jessica to allow another man into their lives becomes
too hard to resist. But when her past collides with the present, lives–and
love–will be lost unless Jessica learns how to lower her defenses. Can the
professional escort convince the wary young mom that he can be a different sort
of third wheel–the one she can trust? 
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“Go into the
bedroom and take your clothes off,” he said, stepping back, hands releasing their
hold on me. “There are towels in the adjoining bathroom. Wrap one around
yourself and get comfy on that big ass bed, belly down.”
Uh … oh yeah.
Massage. Right.
Unable to find my voice, I nodded and tried to walk away.
Damn heels near sent me sprawling on the floor.
“Here. Let me.”
Reid dropped to his knees and lifted one of my feet to unbuckle the black heels
Christine had insisted on.
I grabbed hold of his shoulder to keep from falling over, my gaze locked on the dark head
inches away from my throbbing clit. Thoughts of him lifting my dress’s hem with
his teeth brought a moan to my throat, but I bit down on the inside of my lip
to keep from letting it out.
His large hand
slid up my calf and back down before making short work of the clasp. My foot
slid free, and he ran his hand up my other leg, catching my breath.
Get a grip, Jessica. The barest
touch on my skin—hotter than any sex I could remember. My body craved more. One
little lick, one little pinch on my clit, and I’d be screaming my release for
the world to hear.
“Go on,” Reid
said, standing and stepping back, my heels dangling from his hand.
With another
thoughtless, dumb nod, I managed to make my feet move. I eyed the massive bed
while making my way across the bedroom to the open bathroom door. Images of
Reid’s ass clenching with each thrust into my writhing body beneath his flashed
across my mind.
“G-good God,” I whispered.
Hands shaking,
I all but ripped off my tight dress and restricting bra, but paused to consider
my panties. A full body massage…
Another few
seconds of indecision and I slid the
soaked bit of silk down my legs. Just in case he wanted to knead my ass cheeks.
And, nothing more than that, I told myself while wrapping a white fluffy towel
around me. A peek into the bedroom revealed it empty, so I scooted to the bed,
pulled back the comforter and top sheet, and lay face down a little ways from the edge, eyes clenched
shut, pulse pounding through every cell of my body.
Closer than a hair to hyperventilation, I focused on slowing my breathing. Relaxed my muscles
as soft instrumental music floated through the closed door.
Reid’s low voice raised what little hair I had on my body. “Can I come in?”
I squeaked a reply but had to clear my throat and try again.
Yes. Please come … I mean, come in. Touch me. Make me come.
Lynn Burke
Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories.
A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater,
she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.


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