Sex By The Numbers — Lynn Richards
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Published:
Sep-2012 -
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Pages:
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A Mandingo Club? Emily had never heard of such a thing. But her friends assured her that even a big girl like her might get lucky. Having lived a very sheltered life, Emily was more than ready for a lesson on the opposite sex!
Eric didn't know why the hell he'd let his brother drag him to a Mandingo Club. Possibly because it had been over a year since he'd hooked up with someone. But he'd grown tired of superficial relationships and one night stands. He was ready for a commitment. Ready to find “the one”. He was ready for a real relationship.
EXCERPT:
He was overpowering, potent, sinfully male. And his virility surrounded her like a fog, locking her in sensual haze that had nothing to do with the alcohol she'd consumed. An inner voice screamed loudly for her to shed her inhibitions, tamp down her fear, and follow this man wherever he led.
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WARNING: This book intended for mature audiences only. What happens when a curvy, innocent woman hooks up with a handsome stranger ? Just about anything.
Eric didn't know why the hell he'd let his brother drag him to a club. Club hopping usually wasn't his style. The last time he'd hooked up with a hot number, but it had only been a one-night stand. A true wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am since they had both been three sheets to the wind. Not one of his finer moments.
But it had been over a year since he'd hooked up with someone. His last breakup had made him reexamine his life. The woman had been professional, smart, beautiful and pencil thin with breast enhancements the size of grapefruits. He'd woken up one day and realized he was dating Professional Barbie. Not what he wanted at all.
It took a moment for his eyes to adjust when they entered. The deep bass of the music sounded like a giant heartbeat, pulsating with life. Maybe this was what he needed. A pretty brunette. Or a blonde. Or a redhead.
“Damn.”
He cursed when the hostess handed him two white place cards and a black sharpie. He'd forgotten the “theme” of the club. It was a Mandingo Club. A place where women came looking for men with extra-long assets.
Even though anyone was welcome, the underlying excitement for the women was that most of the men there were very, very well endowed.
He wasn't complaining, he liked the idea, even appreciated it. He'd learned early on that even though most women fantasized about making love with a man who was well-endowed, when it came right down to it, sometimes the size of the one-eyed snake coming at them scared the shit out of ‘em. In his teens, he'd actually had a girl cry when he'd whipped it out in the backseat of his daddy's car. Since then he'd learned not to reveal himself too soon and how to make the experience pleasurable for himself and his partner, but it took trust which meant a relationship.
He sighed. This was not a good idea.
WARNING: This book intended for mature audiences only and may make you laugh out loud.
Eric didn't know why the hell he'd let his brother drag him to a Mandingo Club. Possibly because it had been over a year since he'd hooked up with someone. But he'd grown tired of superficial relationships and one night stands. He was ready for a commitment. Ready to find “the one”. He was ready for a real relationship.
EXCERPT:
He was overpowering, potent, sinfully male. And his virility surrounded her like a fog, locking her in sensual haze that had nothing to do with the alcohol she'd consumed. An inner voice screamed loudly for her to shed her inhibitions, tamp down her fear, and follow this man wherever he led.
* * * * *
WARNING: This book intended for mature audiences only. What happens when a curvy, innocent woman hooks up with a handsome stranger ? Just about anything.
Eric didn't know why the hell he'd let his brother drag him to a club. Club hopping usually wasn't his style. The last time he'd hooked up with a hot number, but it had only been a one-night stand. A true wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am since they had both been three sheets to the wind. Not one of his finer moments.
But it had been over a year since he'd hooked up with someone. His last breakup had made him reexamine his life. The woman had been professional, smart, beautiful and pencil thin with breast enhancements the size of grapefruits. He'd woken up one day and realized he was dating Professional Barbie. Not what he wanted at all.
It took a moment for his eyes to adjust when they entered. The deep bass of the music sounded like a giant heartbeat, pulsating with life. Maybe this was what he needed. A pretty brunette. Or a blonde. Or a redhead.
“Damn.”
He cursed when the hostess handed him two white place cards and a black sharpie. He'd forgotten the “theme” of the club. It was a Mandingo Club. A place where women came looking for men with extra-long assets.
Even though anyone was welcome, the underlying excitement for the women was that most of the men there were very, very well endowed.
He wasn't complaining, he liked the idea, even appreciated it. He'd learned early on that even though most women fantasized about making love with a man who was well-endowed, when it came right down to it, sometimes the size of the one-eyed snake coming at them scared the shit out of ‘em. In his teens, he'd actually had a girl cry when he'd whipped it out in the backseat of his daddy's car. Since then he'd learned not to reveal himself too soon and how to make the experience pleasurable for himself and his partner, but it took trust which meant a relationship.
He sighed. This was not a good idea.
WARNING: This book intended for mature audiences only and may make you laugh out loud.
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