Healing of the Hearts (Erotic Romance Trio

Healing of the Hearts (Erotic Romantic Trio)

It is said lips that taste of tears are the best for kissing. Here’s a scorching hot trio of sexy short stories for your throbbing libido. This is a collection of broken hearts that need mending.

*She wanted children so much—but her ex-husband had only knocked up his secretary. Can a “sex on a stick dipped in awesome sauce” handyman show this broken hearted beauty a new tomorrow with the children he can give her?

*Meet a bitter wounded warrior whose transport was blown up in Afghanistan—after one of his many surgeries, his fiancée left him a handwritten note she couldn’t take it anymore. Can his new physical therapist teach him how to love again?

*He was riding a media high as the Rodeo champion who became the Media’s hottest boy toy—but when his wife and toddler are killed by a drunk driver—he needs the love of a tough, but good woman to lead him off of the drunken and hopeless path he’s taken with Jack Daniels.

(Warning: This adults only anthology of red hot down and dirty erotic short stories may melt your Kindle. They include all sorts of graphically explicit carnal knowledge without a condom in sight Note: a much longer version of Healing the Hero's Heart appears in my Can You Heal A Wounded Hero?)

Excerpt:

He watched his large hand move of its own accord and touch the inside of her smooth thigh. This is wrong, he thought, I could get arrested for this. I could lose my business. He marveled at her softness and his hand slid closer to her pussy. This close the almond scent of the lube mixed with her juices was intoxicating. Drunk with desire, his fingertip traced the edges of her sex. She twitched and his eyes flew to her face, relieved to see she still slept.

He returned to the task at hand and felt the silkiness of the lube. His sensitive touch could tell the difference of her own juices, now beginning to flow again. His jeans felt tighter and he longed to release himself within her--to lose himself in this beautiful stranger.

He leaned forward and his hot breath touched her intimately and his tongue followed. The taste of her was electrifying and he feared his jeans would rip from the pressure of his erection. His tongue journeyed in a zig-zag fashion, the way he knew had excited the many women he had pleasured. Precision craftsmanship was his motto. She grew moist, and he grinned at the results of his skill.

He flattened his tongue--slowly dragged it upwards, then rolled it and pushed the tip deeper inside of her. He could feel her swelling beneath him, a feeling he had been missing for too long.

For Bettina, Fantasy Toby was back, doing things her ex-husband had never done. He was one of those strange men who wouldn’t go down on a woman. She pushed the thought of her useless ex out of her head and focused back on the man she wanted. Toby made her a faucet with his magic tongue, and she began to pant, her desire burning her with pleasure. He hit her g-spot and she curled her fingers and toes. “Toby…” she moaned.

Toby froze for a moment as Bettina whispered his name. He glanced up, expecting to see her watching him, but her eyes were still shut and she had a blessed out smile on her lips. He smiled back and her wetness pulled him back as if it were a magnet and he was iron. He certainly felt he was now as hard as iron. He returned to her throbbing lady parts and probed deeper.