Saturday, March 10, 2012

Dance for your Sex is now availabe for sale here.

Clay Bower has an insatiable appetite when it comes to his sexual pleasures. His women need to be wild and hot with stamina that matches his own. He’s not interested in relationships, now or in the future, and even the sexy banker with the quick blush can’t change his mind—not that she’s made any attempt.

Imagine his surprise when he sees the hot banker on stage, shaking assets she normally keeps neatly covered. Better yet, her attention is solely on him, and when she hops off stage and gives him a personal dance, Clay’s blood boils. Turns out he doesn’t know the woman at all…and she’s willing to teach him a few things.


“Hey, Clay. That blonde you zeroed in on is coming this way,” Dylan said, nudging him with his elbow.

The band burst to life with a hard guitar and a country rock beat of the drums. Angie gripped his upper arm and shot the blonde a “fuck off” glare that would have made even him cringe. Six women came from the side of the stage dressed in denim short shorts with their ass cheeks hanging out and flannel shirts pulled up and tied in between their breasts.

Clay’s gaze drifted over each one of them as they shimmied, two-stepped and flipped their hair around. Angie’s grip got tighter on his arm the more she hopped up and down and laughed, hooted and whistled.

A pair of big brown eyes fixed on him from the stage. The sexy-as-sin woman behind them wiggled her hips, ran her hands over her body and then twisted, screwing herself down into a crouch. It was then he noticed the face attached to the body, and the smile.

He’d never been slow a day in his life, but right now, everything seemed off kilter and it took him a few extra seconds to realize whose sexy body that was shaking up on stage. The song ended with her long, dark brown hair flipping wildly and her down on one knee, bent so far forward her tits nearly dropped out of her shirt and her big, saucy gaze pinned right on him.

“Fuck. Me.”

This book is a fairly quick read. Ladies, it may be just what you need to get your man in the mood for a hot evening of your own. Read it together, read it alone, either way, enjoy the benifits.

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