Title: Maggie’s Desire
Series: Welcome to Paradise: Book 2
Genre: Contemporary FMF Menage
Flame rating: Scorching
When prim proper Ava stumbles into a Miami sex club, she isn't expecting to find the man from her dreams. Navy SEAL Logan is just wasting time between missions until this naïve and innocent woman turns his world upside down.
Of all the sex clubs, she had to walk into his. How was Ava Cullen supposed to know her prim and proper aunt was part owner of the premier sex club in Miami and a top-notch Dominatrix? When she stumbled into club Paradise and came face to face with her dream man, she had a feeling she stood on the precipice of something life changing.
Navy SEAL Logan Turner always knew he needed more out of life than the next mission. That's why he opened Paradise with his best friend Julie. It didn't hurt that he could reap the benefits of owning a sex club. That was until a sexy, doe-eyed woman walked in, making his control slip for the first time ever.
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Welcome to Paradise 2
Who would have thought a plan to get the attention of one man, would have Maggie Blake taking two men to her bed?
Maggie Blake has one desire, to experience what the way-too-sexy Brian O'Malley has to offer in bed. Too bad, he thinks of her as an annoyance and not as the hot willing woman she is.
Brian has one rule in life. Never let a woman too close, but club Paradise's sassy little bartender threatens to change that rule and wiggle her hot little ass into his damaged heart.
Her mind conjured up images of their naked bodies fused together. White-hot pleasure bubbled inside her soul. Maggie forced her eyes open and stared right at Brian. She could all but feel him lean in and flick her earlobe with his tongue. A shiver danced over the tender flesh like a whisper. Her teeth bit hard into her bottom lip. She stifled the moan burning in her throat. Maggie's breasts yearned to be touched. Her pussy flared with moist heat.
She wanted him bad. Swallowing back a whimper, Maggie squeezed her thighs together to relieve the throbbing ache between them. "God, you're pathetic," she said aloud. "You wouldn't know what to do with Brian if you had him hot, hard, and calling your name."
"What was that, Maggie?"
She jumped and spun. "Holy shit, Logan. Where did you come from?"
He frowned. "I've been here for ten minutes."
"You scared the crap out of me."
His eyes narrowed. He rubbed his thumb over her cheek. "Are you feeling okay?"
She stepped back. "I'm fine. It's hot in here is all." Her cell vibrated against her hip and she jumped again. "Shit." Maggie fished the phone out of the pocket of the too tight jean cut offs. "Have I told you today, the uniforms here suck?"
Logan sent her a heart-melting smile. "Not from where I'm standing."
She pulled denim down her leg so the shorts looked more like shorts and less like bikini bottoms. "Next time I'm going with you and Julie when you go shopping for new outfits."
"If you had it your way, we would all wear over-sized cargo pants and baggy T-shirts.
She grinned up at him. "Just the women. The men would wear tight shorts and no shirts." Her cell vibrated again. "Crap." She glanced at the screen.
By day, Heidi Lynn Anderson is a wife, mother, and owner of a small Green-Cleaning company. By night, she spins erotic tales featuring hunky heroes and the women they love. When not working or writing, Heidi likes spending time with her husband and son, doing what Florida has to offer.