Happy Friday and what better way to welcome the weekend than with An Erotic Friday reading! Today's reading is from a recent book I read for review for NOR. Inside Heat by Roz Lee earned four stars and is the first in the Mustangs Baseball Series.
There are many points in this book that stood out to me. The author went beyond writing sizzling and erotic love scenes. She took three characters and told a strong story of not just love, but of the love brothers share, of the love between lovers and one of healing. A story that really touched my heart. I also loved the sports angle, especially given the time of year. And it doesn't hurt that Ms. Lee really knew how to work in the sizzle to make Inside Heat one hell of a read!
Let's get started and don't forget to jump in and let me know your thoughts on this snippet, book or author if you've read other works by Ms. Lee.
Oh, lord. Megan inhaled deeply and let it out slowly. This was so wrong. Yeah, they looked alike; identical twins did that, but they were two different people. She shouldn’t be attracted to both of them. It wasn’t right. She turned the corner and stopped, pressing her back against the wall for support. Her heart was racing faster than a doped thoroughbred, and all Jason had done was lightly touch her arm with his fingertips.
She pushed away from the wall and peeked back around the corner. Jason was nowhere in sight. It should have eased her mind to know he’d done as he said he would, but it had the opposite effect. Her heart swelled and her stomach flipped. What were the chances he was the genuine article – a good-looking guy with a heart?
Megan hurried to the nurses' station, hoping to catch Jeff before he went to Christopher’s room. Too late, the volunteer informed her, holding up a picture of Jeff and Jason together in uniform. Jeff’s signature graced the bottom left corner. “He’s in Christopher’s room. He said to send you down.”
The hospital had strict visiting hours, but on this wing, they were more like suggestions than actual rules. Megan stopped to speak with half-dozen parents and patients as she made her way down the hall to Christopher’s room at the end. She’d never understand how a person could work with these kids every day and not get attached. It wasn’t possible. And the attachment went both ways. No matter the outcome of the child’s illness, the parents often kept in touch with the doctors and nurses. Many had become friends and were a great resource for parents new to the process. Sometimes it took hearing it from someone who’d been on your side of the fence to make it sink in.
Christopher’s mother was one of those special parents. She knew as much about the hospital, its staff, and the procedures as anyone, and she was always willing to help less experienced parents. She was a good listener too. In the early days of an illness, having someone listen was a gift beyond measure.
Megan wasn’t surprised to see Roxanne standing inside her son’s her arms crossed over her midsection as she lounged against the wall. Some parents clung to their kids, whether to reassure themselves, or to comfort the child. It didn’t matter which. Roxanne understood Christopher’s need to be a normal kid, and that meant letting him have what little space she could give him, under the circumstances. When he needed her to hold him, give him a hug, or just be present for him; she was there, but this wasn’t one of those times. Christopher was face-to-face with his idol, and he didn’t need his mother hovering as if he were fragile.
Christopher’s smile said it all. Normally pale, his cheeks were tinged with pink and his blue eyes were saucers as he hung on Jeff’s every word. Roxanne acknowledged Megan’s entrance with a subdued smile. The gleam in her eye told Megan how much Roxanne appreciated this brief moment of happiness in her son’s otherwise bleak life.
Jeff was good.
Snippet Two: Adult Snippet | Menage Love Scene
Megan fought her way up from the sensual haze that engulfed her. Her breath quickened and her insides turned to liquid heat. Jeff.
“I see you started without me.” The voice was near identical to Jason’s, but there was something about the way he delivered his words that sent her libido into overdrive. Everything that came out of his mouth sounded like a sensual caress, a forbidden touch. Sex. Hot, steamy, fuck me now, sex, and …love.
Fabric slid against fabric. The rasp of a zipper seemed muted by the thick, moist air. She didn’t have to turn around to know that in a minute, Jeff would have his clothes neatly folded and placed well out of the way of splashing water.
“You’re late,” Jason replied. “Maybe she doesn’t want you.”
The splash from Jeff’s sleek dive barely registered on the surface, but below, a tidal wave washed between her body and Jason’s. Jeff surfaced behind her. His breath fanned along her spine as he placed hot kisses from the water line to her nape. Then he was there, his heat pressing against her back. His erection nudged her lower back, sending a shaft of longing through her. Megan shuddered with desire as Jeff’s hands rested on her shoulders and, aided by the slickness of the water, slid along her arms to her wrists.
Long, competent fingers shackled the delicate bones there. She loosened her hold on his brother and let Jeff pull her hands up, placing her palms on top of her head, bringing her breasts above the water line. His hands stroked back the way they’d come, past her shoulders, along her back and then around to cup her breasts. He massaged gently at first, then he found her nipples. He pinched the sensitive nubs between his thumb and forefinger, tugging and applying pressure until she cried out. A lightning bolt shot from her nipples straight to her pussy making her clench hard around Jason’s cock.
“Ah, Christ, Megan!” Jason cursed through gritted teeth. “Not yet, baby. It feels too good.”
“Finish him, sweetheart,” Jeff crooned, his lips moving over the shell of her ear as he continued to torment her breasts. “Get him off, and then it’ll be just you and me. I’ll make you feel good, I promise.”
“Shut up, Jeff.” Jason had regained some control over his body. “I found her first.”
“Maybe, but she wants me, don’t you, sugar?”
Jeff’s erection pressed against her lower back, his chest against her shoulders. Sandwiched between matching bookends, it was nearly impossible to think, much less speak. Megan moved her lips, tested the motions necessary to form the words before she attempted to speak.
“Both,” she mumbled. “I want…”
“Yeah, I want too,” Jeff said. He tucked her hands over her breasts and pressed them hard against her chest.
“Hold these for me,” he commanded.
Back of the book:
Professional baseball players Jeff and Jason Holder are at the top of their game. Jeff is the Texas Mustangs’ closer, revered throughout the Major League for throwing inside heat, while his twin brother Jason is the team’s starting catcher and star hitter. The two have always shared more than their identical DNA, so when they meet Megan Long, it’s no wonder they both want her.
Megan doesn’t know baseball, but she does know a sexy guy when she sees one - or two. Unable to resist their charms, Megan finds herself in bed with both of them, but falling in love with only one.
When a potentially career-ending injury sidelines Jeff, his ego takes a hit too. Megan finds herself on the outside – the dirty little secret. It doesn’t help that Jeff has gotten the wrong impression about her and his brother.
It will take more than a little physical therapy for Jeff to mend his arm, and his relationship with Megan.
About the Author:
Roz Lee has been married to her high school sweetheart for thirty-two years and is the proud mother of two grown daughters, both in grad school. She divides her time between her home in rural New Jersey and Los Angeles, where her husband works. She's never without her laptop and prefers to write with her Labrador Retriever, Betty Boop, by her side. Roz admits she's addicted to Facebook, chocolate, and travel, not necessarily in that order.
When she's not clicking the computer keys, she's either on the road looking for a new adventure, or at the gym, where she claims some of her best ideas come to her while she's on the elliptical. She confesses some of that has to do with the hot, sweaty men to be found there too, but don't tell her husband. He thinks she goes there to stay in shape!
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