One's the loneliest number. Two's company. Three's a fantasy come true.
The rules of Tequila Truth are quite simple. Shots are poured, a question asked, and only absolute truth can be the answer. Kylie Halston has been playing the game with her roommates, Colt and Heath, since their freshmen year of college.
On his twenty-fifth birthday, Heath poses a question: "What is your ultimate sex fantasy?" While Colt and Heath's fantasies are too hot for words, it's Kylie's sex dream that hits a little too close to home for all of them. Her wish? For a menage a trois with two men, complete with bondage and a bit of spanking for good measure.
Colt and Heath are only too willing to make Kylie's fantasies come true and they make a proposal--one no-holds-barred, sexed-up weekend where nothing is off the menu. The only question is, come Monday, will their platonic relationship survive the passion?
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1 . Not so erotic
Posted September 17, 2010 by Eros , Austin, TXTwo guys and a girl spending a whole weekend fulfilling her fantasies . . . what could be hotter? You might expect, from the overview, a weekend of uninhibited sex but what you get is a weekend of INHIBITED, little more than vanilla, sex. If you are turned off by the thought of sex between two guys, you are safe with this story. At one point, Colt declares, not touching Heath” and he holds true to his promise. There is not so much as a hint that their knees brush together, much less any sexual contact. Come on, it’s a story about an You would expect at least some contact.
There are only a handful of sex scenes surrounded by unexciting dialog. For what is supposed to be a fantasy weekend, the author includes too much reality. For example, Colt does laundry because they will “be in a world of hurt” if they don’t get the usual weekend chores done and they are worried because they had sex without condoms. Really? It’s supposed to be erotic fiction. We really don’t need the reminders of life’s inconveniences. I found it distracting.
2 . very sexy
Posted September 08, 2010 by Kimberly , Brandon,MSThis book had no story. One girl, two guys and thats the entire weekend, all weekend. If you just want a sexy little book then this is the book for you, if you're looking for something with some depth, keeping browsing around. Very easily forgotten
3 . Yum.
Posted April 19, 2010 by alexcupcakes , Hyattsville, MDSEXY. If you like the whole Two-Guys-One-Girl thing, this book is for you. Its hot. REALLY hot. The only reason I rated it four starts instead of five is because I wish it was longer.
October 20, 2008
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Excerpt from Tequila Truth by Mari Carr
The front door swung open and she watched Colt step out on to the front porch.
"You gonna sit in that damn car all night?"
She grinned at his gruff manners. Colt was a true cowboy, born and raised on a ranch outside of Dallas. He moved with a slow, country grace that never failed to take her breath away.
Climbing out of the car, she laughed as she walked toward him. "Waiting for me?" She couldn't help but be pleased at the idea, no matter how unlikely.
"You're late." His voice was rough and she got the sense he was angry for some reason.
"I decided to get my grading and planning for next week finished at school, so I wouldn't have to drag it home. Now I have the weekend all to myself. Are you going out tonight?"
"Nope. I'm in for the evening. Don't you have a phone in that classroom of yours? You should have called. I was starting to get worried."
Kylie felt a tremor of confusion at his words. Although they typically called if they were held up, there was no hard and fast rule about checking in. "Sorry, Colt. I figured you'd be going out for the night. I didn't think it mattered when I got home."
"It matters," he grumbled.
As soon as she walked in the house, Heath emerged from the kitchen with his hands on his hips.
"Well, it's about damn time. Where the hell have you been?"
"Welcome home to you too," she teased as she walked over to give him a friendly kiss on the cheek. "We didn't expect you back until Tuesday."
She was shocked when Heath turned at the last second and her welcome home kiss missed his freshly-shaved jaw and landed straight on his lips. She tried to jerk back, but two strong arms wrapped around her and held her in place as he deepened the kiss before finally releasing her.
The entire embrace couldn't have lasted more than a few seconds, but she staggered back when it ended as if she'd drunk a whole bottle of wine.
"Now that's worth coming home to."
Kylie shook off his actions and words, thinking perhaps it was her roommates who'd been drinking. She caught the light scent of beer on Heath's breath.
"Start the party without me?" she asked.
"Nope. We were waiting for you." Heath winked at her and returned to the kitchen. She stood for a moment trying to understand the unfamiliar tension she felt in the air, but before she could sort out her thoughts, she felt Colt's strong arm encircle her waist. He pulled her back against his chest and his breath tickled the hair on the back on her neck.
"You hungry, darlin'? We were about to throw some steaks on the grill." At his words, he moved her into the kitchen with his arm wrapped tightly around her.
She glanced over her shoulder, uneasy with his casual closeness. Heath smiled at them as they walked in and acted like there wasn't a thing in the world wrong with the way Colt was holding her.
"I picked up some T-bones on my way home from work. Hope you're hungry."
She was completely flummoxed. "Are we celebrating something?"
"The weekend," Colt replied, releasing her with a quick kiss on her cheek. He crossed over to the refrigerator to pull out a bottle of her favorite wine. When he reached for three wine glasses, instead of one, she narrowed her eyes. Colt and Heath never drank wine--ever. They were strictly hard liquor or beer men.
"Okay, that's it. What the hell is going on here?" She placed her hands on her hips and struggled to stop her toe from tapping in annoyance. Her mother was an angry toe-tapper and Kylie had, much to her chagrin, picked up the habit. To add to her aggravation, both men merely laughed at her pose and continued about their duties as if she hadn't spoken at all.
Once Colt had the wine poured, he carried a glass over to her.
"Watch your mouth, darlin'. Ladies shouldn't cuss."
"Lucky for me I'm not a fucking lady. Now what the hell are you all up to?"
Colt shook his head at her response, putting her wine glass down on the kitchen table. Then he even had the nerve to tsk at her. "I'm afraid that filthy mouth of yours is going to get you in a whole heap of trouble. What do you think, Heath?"