That is award winning erotica author Jan Springer who never fails to capture her readers. Today we are showcasing her novel The Pleasure Girl.
WARNING: Ice Water Definitely Required.
THE PLEASURE GIRL
A fiery eruption of solar flares disintegrates most of Earth’s human
population, frying electrical grids around the world and thrusting everyone into a cold harsh land where only the strong survive.
Forced to become a pleasure girl in order to survive, Teyla Sutton reluctantly agrees to service dangerous desperado Logan Leigh and his two friends. White-hot pleasure becomes addictive beneath Logan’s tender touches and his hard muscular body. What Teyla never expected was to fall in love. Logan Leigh knows he shouldn’t allow the Pleasure Girl into his heart. He also knows it’s too late because she’s already there.
Soon three desperadoes are whisking Teyla away on an exquisite journey into her hottest dreams and forbidden desires. When she learns they are members of the notorious Durango Gang, can she allow them into her life or will she send them away forever?
“Let’s give them a glimpse of what they’ll be getting, shall we?”
She inhaled as his hands moved off her shoulders and came around to cup her breasts. At the same time, he pressed his body against her, bringing her closer to the window. He pushed against her until her breasts were squished against the cold window pane, and then he dipped his head and kissed her left shoulder with a gentle butterfly kiss that sent shimmers of pleasure down her spine. A guttural whimper found itself passing her lips. It was a sexy sound she really liked.
“I thought I would come in and see if you were okay with the ménage. I can see that you are.”
She nodded jerkily. Okay, so maybe he was sure, but was she?
“I wanted you to meet them first, but then I figured it might be better this way.”
This way? What exactly did he mean?
“At least then you wouldn’t have to feel self-conscious before…” He let the words trail off. She still wasn’t sure what he meant, and then suddenly she noticed the two men at the pump had stopped washing themselves and were looking directly at the window where she stood.
“They’re very observant men.” Logan chuckled. “Nothing gets by them.”
She thought she would feel embarrassed at having been found like this. Oddly enough, she wasn’t.
“Invite them in, when you’re ready,” Logan purred into her ear, his wet tongue lashing her earlobe with sultry licks.
Invite them in, when you’re ready.
Was she ready? Would she ever be? Was he giving her a way out? This was the first time in her life she’d ever been asked to do this sort of thing.
This felt surreal. And fantastic.
She had to be crazy. But she felt so feminine and sexy to have two men looking at her and another one touching her. She definitely was crazy. Wonderfully insane, and it felt so liberating to embrace her sexuality in this way.
Through heavy-lidded eyes, she watched the two of them as they stared at her, and then suddenly, as if with a mind of its own, her right hand lifted, and she crooked a finger at them, inviting them to come inside. Their mouths dropped open as if they couldn’t believe what she was doing.
“That’s it, Teyla. Invite them in.” Logan breathed against her hair as he lashed her earlobe with more sultry kisses that sent arrays of excitement shimmering through her. With her heart pounding loudly in her ears, her body sandwiched between the window and Logan, she watched the two men finish washing and then hurry toward the farmhouse. Toward her.
Panic zipped through her.
Oh, God! What had she gotten into? Three men and her?
She swallowed as Logan gyrated his large erection against her butt plug. It pushed deeper into her, the invasion sensual and erotic. She stiffened against him as she heard the front door creak open, followed by the stomping sounds of their boots.
“They’ll be gentle with you at first, so just relax,” he whispered. He moved away from her, allowing her to budge from the window. His hands dropped from her breasts, and she turned around to face him.
“I want you to climb onto the bed. On your elbows and knees, head down on the bed, face sideways into a pillow. Your ass in the air. Your breasts hanging and your nipples just grazing the blankets. I’ll bring them in once you’re in the position.”
Teyla creamed at his words, at the agonized look of arousal splashing across his face.
She nodded jerkily and climbed onto the bed while he watched. Her face grew warm as she tried to remember his instructions and imagined how she would look to them. Her face buried against the pillow, her elbows bracing herself on the bed, breasts dangling, her ass plugged and stuck up in the air like an offering.
Sweet mercy! They would be doing more than just gazing!
She blew out a tense breath, and she stayed in that position listening to their low murmurs from the kitchen. She tensed at the knock at the door and Logan’s abrupt answer instructing them to enter.
She swore her breath stalled in her lungs when she heard their soft whistles.
“Fantastic,” one of them said softly. Instantly, she liked his voice. Soft and low. Comforting.
“She’s more than fantastic, Spencer. She’s gorgeous,” the other one, Cassidy, replied.
“Close your eyes, Teyla. Remain in that position while the guys touch you.”
Oh my God.
Jan Springer lives in Ontario, Canada and writes full time. She enjoys kayaking, hiking, photography and gardening. She is a member of the Romance Writers of America, Passionate Ink and The Author’s Guild. She also loves hearing from her readers.
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