A Naughty Nursery Rhyme Story
Breathless Press
Contemporary Erotic Romance
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Rick's looking for some sexy fun and finds more than he
could have wished for.
After months of a dry spell in the sex department, Rick asks
a woman out for a date only to find out she's a doctor like the ex-fiancé who'd
shunned him because of his career. That same day he meets a man who sets his
blood on fire and plans to meet him for dinner—and
more if he has his way.
Things heat up but will he make it with these two, or will
he go back to the apologetic fiancé who misses his bedroom moves? The clock is
ticking and time is running out for Rick.
Teaser Excerpt:
"Which
hospital?" he asked as he put on his own helmet. He sat on his bike
waiting for her answer before revving his Harley.
"Memorial.
I have a baby to deliver. Or a delivery to stop if I can," she said, and
swung her long muscular leg over the bike seat.
He bit
his tongue to keep from asking all the obvious sexual jokes. Like the power between your legs? nearly
escaped him despite his determination not to crack them. He would be as
gentlemanly as possible with her—until he had her in his bed. There, she was
getting a man.
The
drive took only a few minutes. He pulled up to the emergency room entrance of
the large brick building and turned off the bike. She took off the helmet and
shook her hair in that unconsciously sexy way women had. The waves tumbled around
her shoulders, glistening in the sun where she'd had highlights put in. He
wanted to grab her by the hair, hold her against him, and ravish her with his
kisses.
She
handed him the helmet, took off the jacket, and laid it across his bike's seat.
"Here," she said, digging into her purse. "It's my business
card. If I'm not finished here by lunchtime, call to make an appointment,"
she said as she scribbled another number on the back. "My office door
locks," she added slyly.
She
took a quick look around as if to see if anyone watched and leaned in close. He
held his breath as her shampoo scent wafted across the air to him. She looked
him deep into his eyes, kissed him softly on the lips, then whispered,
"That's the most power I've felt between my legs in ages. I liked
it."
She
turned and walked through the doors opening for her. His brain knew they were
automatic, but in his dazed state, it looked like they parted for a queen. He
didn't know how long he stood there before he laughed, but suddenly his whole
day looked brighter. Maybe she wasn't the snob the last doctor he had dated—and
became engaged to—turned out to be.
He
started to put his jacket back on when he saw a large broad shouldered man with
a construction belt riding low on his hips. This time, Rick did groan. Just his
luck he would find two of the sexiest people he had ever seen on the same day.
Rick continued to put his jacket on, moving as slowly as he thought he could
get away with. Next, he strapped down the helmet Nelda had used and did unnecessary
checks on the rest of his bike while surreptitiously watching the way the jeans
fit the other man's physique as if he had been the original poster child for
blue jeans.
Having
run out of excuses for being parked in the emergency lane, he put on his helmet,
and secured it. Rick wondered if the man's chest was the same hickory color as
his muscle-bound arms and nearly choked on his tongue when the guy came walking
over to where Rick had parked his bike.
"Hey,"
the man said, his voice like black velvet across his senses.
Oh dear God. His voice is going to make me
come in my pants. I'm already so turned on by the doctor. It took
all of Rick's willpower to keep from touching himself to relieve a small bit of
the ache in his jeans. And that was before the hickory man looked down at his
bulging crotch and back up to his lips.
"I
see you have some power to ride there," he said.
Rick's
breath came out in gasps. The imprint of Nelda at his back with that power
between his legs and this man's inspection had him wanting to hit his bed now—with
either one of them. Or better yet, both. At this point, he did not care which, but he yearned to have
it.
"Want
to have lunch?" hickory man asked.
You have no idea.
Amusement coursed through Rick as he thought of Nelda's response to his asking.
"My name's Rick," he said, extending a hand for a shake. "I'd
love to, but I think I'm booked for lunch." He couldn't risk his chance
with Nelda. "Maybe a drink later?" They clasped hands but didn't let
go right away. Rick felt the calluses on the hand of the other man and wanted
to feel them on his cock. Reluctantly, he dropped his hand away.
Leona Bushman lives in Eastern Washington
with her husband and children. In between her family obligations and fun, she
enjoys writing, painting, gardening, running, camping, or just reading or
crafting. She also loves to swim but rarely gets a chance to as she's busy
chasing after the three of five children still left at home. Sassy and saucy,
she can be found writing about her trials and errors as a mom and writer at the
following places:
Blog: http://lbushman.blogspot.com
The website:
http://www.leonajbushman.com
And don't forget Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/AuthorLeonaBushman
Books currently out with Breathless Press:
The Ulfric's Mate http://www.breathlesspress.com/ulfrics-mate
Book 1 in The War of the Weres series
Ravaged anthology http://www.breathlesspress.com/ravaged
introduces the werebears and couple new characters to The War of the Weres
series
Rick Sexed Up the Doc (Naughty Nursery Rhyme) http://www.breathlesspress.com/index.php?main_page=product_free_shipping_info&cPath=12&products_id=394
The Captain's Christmas http://www.breathlesspress.com/index.php?main_page=product_free_shipping_info&cPath=10&products_id=404
Crimson, volume 1, anthology, my story, Daryn's Slayer http://www.breathlesspress.com/index.php?main_page=product_free_shipping_info&cPath=18&products_id=426
Serviced, Volume 1, anthology, my story, Over a Dead Body http://www.breathlesspress.com/index.php?main_page=product_free_shipping_info&cPath=18&products_id=427
Out this summer: The Midwife's Moon, sequel to The Ulfric's
Mate
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