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Time off in Vegas with her latest squeeze? Nothing could be better—unless maybe Meg adds another woman, or perhaps another man as well. What happens in Vegas…
Fresh with success from a recent stint in a musical on the Las Vegas Strip, Meghan Keenan takes some time off to play with her current flame Jack Hawthorne, professional poker player. She’s delighted to add her petite masseuse Tia Minh to the mix and even more thrilled when she learns Tia’s relationship with her boyfriend Tony Sanders is on the skids. It’s the perfect challenge! Tia has different ideas – she thinks Tony would be perfect for Meg, and she conspires to throw them together any way she can. Ever the gambler, Jack catches onto her game quickly and keeps the ruse going behind Meg’s back. Who knew his heart was up for grabs?
Publisher: Extasy Books
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Genres:
Pairings: F-F, F-F-M, M-F
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 5
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Bisexual
Protagonist 1 Age: 18-25
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 3 Age: 46-65
Tropes: Age Difference
Word Count: 26300
Setting: Las Vegas
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Continuous / Same Characters
Tia turned and began to gather her things.
Meg grinned. Her masseuse tried her patience, and she’d always considered herself a very patient girl. She tried a different tack. “You look so sexy in that tank top and short skirt. Did you wear those for me?”
Tia shrugged. “I wear what is comfortable for my work.”
“At least that doesn’t include a bra. I’m pleased to know your nipples grow as taut as mine.” She reached out to graze one.
“Don’t,” Tia pleaded, pulling away before Meg could touch her.
“They look so dusky through the white material. They must be quite dark. Not as dark as your hair,” Meg said softly, running her fingers through Tia’s long coal-black hair.
This time Tia did not pull away. Her eyes glazed in that French Vietnamese habit of hers when she tried to withdraw inward.
READ MOREMeg had seen that ploy several times before. “Why do you insist on resisting me so?” Meg murmured, lazily drawing her knuckles across Tia’s cheek. Meg’s heart raced. Tia had never accepted her advances like this before. Were they finally at a turning point? Had she finally worn Tia down? Penetrated that oriental reserve?
“You’re my client.” Tia choked out the words. Her dark eyes rounded with emotion. “I’ve said that before.”
“And I’ve said that I don’t have to be your client.” Meg cocked an eyebrow and let her hand fall from Tia’s cheek to gradually settle over a small breast. “What if I fired you?”
Tia peeked down at the offending hand and then back at Meg. She wet her lips.
“What if I kissed you?”
Tia’s lips parted tentatively.
Needing no more invitation than that, Meg leaned into Tia to cover her lips with her own. Tia’s soft moans filled her ears and her heart.
It was Tia who shifted enough to begin exploring Meg’s mouth with her tongue.
Holding back a chuckle, Meg responded in kind. She loved the feel of Tia’s hands roaming over her bare back to clutch her rump. Their loins began grinding in unison, making Meg lose her breath.
And then Tia broke away abruptly. Her eyes had a wild look about them that Meg had never witnessed. With obvious effort, Tia steadied her breath and nodded. She grinned slightly. “Don’t be alarmed. Our time will be soon. But not now. I have other clients to see. Sunday. Will you be available Sunday? I don’t work on Sunday.”
“I’ll be here.” Meg exhaled sharply, trying to regain her footing. “I take it I’m no longer a client.”
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