Julie has never forgotten her men Timmy and James. When she gets a second chance to rekindle the romance at their reunion, she can’t choose between them.
Forty-four-year-old Julie Weston has loved Timmy and James since her college days twentysomething years ago. She’s fantasised about both men all these long years, never able to choose between them.
She attends their college marching band reunion, hoping Tim and James will go too. When both men show up, her dreams are answered. They’re sexier than she imagined and she prays that they won’t be disappointed by her older self.
It turns out both men came just to see her again and neither is happy about the other man’s presence. They fight over her, confusing her more than ever. It takes a hot ménage—or two—for her to decide which one she’s in love with.
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of light BDSM.
General Release Date: 26th September 2014
Need You Tonight by INXS tickled Julie Alexander Weston’s ears, carrying her back in time to the days she’d been with her men. She’d made out on the beach with Tim to this song and she hoped they’d get to make out again on that same coast later this weekend, some twenty years later.
After taking several pictures of the beautiful Biloxi shore, the surf and sand, the swimmers playing in the ocean, the kids building sandcastles, and the seagulls flying overhead, she packed away her camera then lay back on her beach blanket. Closing her eyes, she let her imagination soar higher than the beautiful white birds she’d just photographed.
She trembled at the thought of seeing Tim McKeon and James Hough again. She couldn’t believe she’d gotten up the nerve to attend her college marching band reunion in Biloxi, Mississippi, where they’d attended university in the late eighties.
More than twenty years ago.
When she’d joined the flag corps, Tim had been a senior, James a junior, and she a sophomore. Now she was forty-four.
Wow. Two children, one divorce, and twentysomething years later, she was actually here roasting under the Gulf sun, waiting for the two men she’d never forgotten. The midday sun winked at her from between the lazy sway of the palm trees as if to tell her everything would be all right. She squeezed sunscreen onto her palms and applied it to her body for the third time, not wanting to miss the reunion because of sunburn. Plus she was due back to work Tuesday as sheriff of her small Indiana town.
She fantasised that Timmy had arrived in town early too, hoping she had come, hoping she wanted to see him also. In her dreams, a silhouette fell across her, waking her up from her nap, and a husky voice washed over her. “You’re going to be sorry falling asleep out here. This sun is brutal.”
Groggy, she shaded her eyes and looked up at the shadowy figure in awe. “Timmy, is that you? You’re early.”
He leaned down, his body still sinewy and strong, and held out his hand to her. Nary a wrinkle marred his matured face. Only a few laugh lines fanned out from his eyes, which added to his attractiveness. “You too. Is that a sign?”
She couldn’t help but chuckle. Since when did Tim believe in signs? “A sign?”
“That you want to see me, be with me in private, as I want to see you and be with you in private.”
She swallowed hard and put her hand in his, her heart somersaulting when they touched for the first time in many years. A maelstrom of emotion washed over her and she didn’t want to mess up what was probably her last chance to be with him, so she wasn’t about to play coy.
Slowly, seductively, she licked her lips. “You read my mind.”
As he helped her up, his gaze smoldered into hers. He dragged her alongside him and his hard cock swelled into her side. He nipped her ear then whispered huskily, “Your nipples are puckering through your suit. I’d call that a sign.”
Standing on her tiptoes, she replied hoarsely, “Your very hard, very hot cock is pressing into my stomach. That’s another sign.”
Lightly he spoke against her lips. “Then we should do something about all these signs.”
Hardly able to breathe, her words came out choppy. The G-rated beach wasn’t going to suffice. “We should. Right away. Your hotel room? Or mine?”
“Mine. I have the presidential suite with a hot tub.” He ran his hands up and down her back, caressing her.
Feeling more cherished, more wanted than she had in years, she admitted, “God, I’ve missed you and I can’t wait to make really hot, dirty love to you.”
He nodded and his cock trembled beside her stomach. “All night,” he agreed with fervor.
Disagreeing, she licked her lips slowly and shook her head. “All weekend.”
“How about the rest of our lives? Starting now.” He swung her high into his arms and marched with her across the beach so smoothly it felt like he was floating. He gazed deeply into her eyes, his such a deep, dark brown they were almost ebony with yearning. Dipping his head, he captured her lips. Slowly, commandingly, he pushed at them until they parted. Although his tongue was exploring at first, it grew more sensual and seductive.
Ashley Ladd lives in South Florida with her husband, five children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, animals (especially cats), and playing on the computer.
She's been told she has a wicked sense of humour and often incorporates humour and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy romance, which she weaves into her stories.
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