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The historic Menger Hotel in San Antonio, Texas is known for its ghosts. Two people might get more than they expected.
A writer’s convention at a haunted hotel gives author Jordan Kyle the perfect chance to do research for her next book. While ghost hunting through the century-old halls, she never expects to really find one. But when her sleep is filled with erotic dreams and the starring sex god shows up in the lobby the next day, she’s not sure if he’s real or a ghost with otherworldly desires.
Pragmatic cyber security consultant Aiden Flannery only believes in what he can see and hear and touch. But his dreams are invaded by a sexy redhead and her seductive peach scent tantalizes him by day. He catches the merest glimpse of her everywhere he goes then she’s gone, like a whisper in the wind.
Are there supernatural forces at work? Or is it their imagination? They only know, whether awake or asleep, these ghostly seductions are hot, hot, hot and they want more.
She’d barely dozed off when her nose twitched at the tease of sandalwood in the air, and she felt someone caress her arm. Her eyes flew open, and she started to scream, but a lean, masculine finger pressed against her lips.
“Ssh,” he cautioned. “Don’t want to wake your friend.” He held out his hand. “Come with me.”
It was him! Mr. Sexy, with the thick black hair and the tantalizing scent. Holy crap. He wore a soft-collared shirt and slacks molded to his exquisite physique.
A slight chill in the air wrapped itself around her but then dissipated almost at once. Jordan knew she should protest, but every cell in her body urged her to rise and go with him. He’d barely touched her, yet already her nipples were hard and tingling and the pulse between her thighs was thumping a demanding rhythm. She stared up at him, struck dumb.
“What— Who— What’s—” Apparently, she’d become totally incoherent.
He winked and took her hand. “Come with me. We need some privacy.”
As if she’d lost any will of her own, Jordan folded the covers back and let him tug her from the bed. Silently, they crept out of the room. Funny, she didn’t even hear the door open or the lock click back in place. Then they were across the hall in what was obviously his room. The door was barely shut before he pulled her into his arms. His lips a mere inch from hers, he tunneled one hand through her hair to clasp her head in place and slowly lowered his mouth to hers.
At first, the kiss was soft, playful, a wisp of a caress, teasing at her senses. He moved his lips back and forth across hers, like the brush of a butterfly’s wings. Then the tip of his tongue came out to trace the closed seam, tickle at the corners, and finally prod her mouth to open for him. When his tongue swept inside, a flame blazed throughout her body. He licked every inch of her mouth, sliding over her teeth and the inside of her lips.
She trembled in his arms, clutching at him to keep herself steady as the kiss went on and on. When he finally lifted his head, she was breathless, her legs shaking, all from a mere kiss.
“You taste every bit as good as I imagined.” His voice was husky, raw with need.
“You, too.” She licked her lips, relishing the completely male flavor of him.
“I can’t wait to get my mouth on the rest of you.”
He slid one hand up and down her back in a slow caress, fingers dancing along her spine and sliding down enough to cup her ass. Lowering his head again, he trailed a line of kisses along her jaw and down her neck, pausing at the hollow of her throat to circle the pulse beating there with the tip of his tongue before moving to the sensitive spot behind her ear. Shivers skated over her skin, and her pulse ramped up a notch.
With the bright moonlight streaming through the window, she could see how dark his eyes were, with tiny flecks of gray. His hair felt as thick and silky as it looked, and the scent of sandalwood enveloped her, teasing her senses. She lifted her hands tentatively and stroked them over his high cheekbones and along the line of his square jaw. Thick eyelashes and brows softened the hardness of his face.
As she stared at him, trying to memorize every plane and angle, he lifted her in his arms in one smooth movement and carried her to the big four poster bed in the middle of the room. Grazing one more kiss across her lips, he gathered the material of her sleep shirt in both hands and eased the garment up and over her head. Heat flashed in his eyes as he took in the entire naked length of her. The impact of his gaze sent shivers sliding over her skin. Her breasts ached for his touch, and the steady beat between her thighs sent out a note of urgency. She couldn’t remember ever feeling so aroused so quickly with any other man.
She wanted his hands on her, his mouth, his body hard against hers. His cock inside her. She was sure she would instantly combust if he didn’t do more than just look at her.
He cupped her breasts in his palms, his hands cold against her skin for just an instant then suddenly scorching hot, warming her blood. Pinching her nipples between thumb and forefinger, he tugged gently on them. Heat streaked directly to her core, and a soft moan drifted from her lips. As if trying to capture the sound, Mr. Sexy pressed his mouth to hers again, this time a full, open-mouthed assault on her senses. His very talented tongue whisked over the nerves in her palate and gums, licking gently as he kneaded her breasts and scraped his nails lightly over her taut buds.
She clutched his biceps to steady herself, vaguely aware of their hard, sculptured feel. The heat of his body seeped into hers, ramping up her internal temperature even more. When he lowered his head to take one nipple into his mouth, she gasped with pleasure. His wicked tongue circled the hard bud, and his teeth scraped gently over the pebbled surface. She moaned again and arched into the hot grasp of his mouth.
“So hot,” he murmured against her breasts. “So very, very hot.”
This story sounds totally awesome. I would love to read it. ?
I love that teaser and it sounded very real to me. I live in San Antonio and I believe in the ghost stories about The Menger Hotel, but in this case I think what these two were feeling was very real. Great story, I will definitely need to read it.
I agree… very, very hot!
What a wicked tease! So when is it available ?
Oh this sounds great… has my attention!