The only thing better than a cold beer after a shitty day is one of Shelly's surprises.
Chad Barlow knows he's in for some fun when he arrives at his girlfriend's place--he just hadn't planned on walking straight into his top two fantasies rolled into one. When Shelly and her former college roomie Marcy suggest a threesome, he's more than ready.
But the hot brunette from his girlfriend's past does more than blow his mind--she presses Shelly's boundaries and guarantees that Chad will have a lot more surprises in his future.
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Ellora's Cave Publishing, Incorporated
November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Hard Day's Reward by Cara Carnes
There weren't many things better than a cold beer after a shitty day. Only one came to Chad Barlow's mind immediately--one of Shelly's surprises.
He knocked on the apartment door and edged closer to the entrance. She'd driven him crazy most of the afternoon. The hands-off-at-work bullshit was getting old, but she made up for it when they did get together, so he couldn't bitch too hard.
The door creaked open and a curvy brunette answered with a smirk on her full red lips. Her blue eyes scanned him in silent appreciation and his cock hardened instantly at the perusal. Her I'd-fuck-you-hard-any-day look almost made him forget why he was here.
A red, thin-strapped shirt hugged her palm-sized tits and stopped short of nice, full hips. Snug shorts stopped mid-thigh, offering him a bountiful feast of tanned skin, which ended at dainty red-polished toenails. But her lush lips and long, curled hair drew his gaze back to her bemused grin. His hands itched to run through the thick mass and press her to the floor. Maybe then he could sample exactly what that hot little mouth could do.
"You must be Chad." She stepped aside. "Come in and join the party. Shelly's told me all about you."
Crap. He'd fucked up already and hadn't even gotten in the door. His cock throbbed, aching for relief from the tension his thoughts had stirred. Shelly never went for drama, but getting a hard-on for whoever this was probably wasn't the best way to start the surprise.
"Hey, baby." Shelly wandered in, her long blonde hair swishing around her shoulders as she flip-flopped her way to him and stood on tiptoes to kiss him. Her hand ran down his chest and dipped lower to cup his balls. He groaned into her floral-scented hair. "I knew he'd find you hot, Marcy."
The appreciative lilt in her voice revved his libido into overdrive. He'd make sure she purred good and hard tonight.
The white lace bra and panty set he'd gotten her for her birthday taunted him from beneath a white lace kimono. He never cared much what she wore. Her sexy-as-hell molten lips and the sensuous swish of her hips always captured his attention first.
The wicked grin he recognized lit up her face. She'd planned something naughty. "I've put out a beer for you."
That's one thing he always enjoyed about Shelly. The no-frills d�cor of her house made him welcome--from her eclectic black-and-white scenery photographs to an endless assortment of shot glasses. Nothing in the place matched and he loved every inch of it.
Marcy angled toward the loveseat and perched on the edge. "I was worried he wouldn't since you're so gorgeous."
He'd lost track of the conversation somewhere between the gorgeous tits and sultry lips, but he didn't much care. Shelly's soft laughter tumbled through his jumbled mixture of shock and excitement. Fucking woman loved to shake things up--and damn if he wasn't ready for whatever she was about to dish out tonight.