Is it an affair that suits both Cheri and Blake? One weekend a year they meet for hot, torrid sex. No commitments. No holds barred. One of them wants something more. Will the other say yes?

Excerpt:

Penthouse suite ~ Ritz Carlton Hotel ~ Manhattan

“You’re late.” His large hand reached out and tugged her into the hotel suite.

“Yes, I know. It was… difficult to get away tonight.” Cheri shrugged out of her soft leather coat, revealing a strapless, low cut bustier that matched the scrap of silk masquerading as a thong. The sheer black lace revealed more than it concealed. His appreciative half smile more than rewarded her, and her stomach tightened. She felt vulnerable, yet powerful, knowing how much he desired her.

Every time she saw him, Blake Robertson, her breath would catch and she wondered how she’d ever managed to snag the attention of someone so sinfully attractive. Bold, obsidian eyes raked over her body, not missing one detail. Raven hair spilled over broad shoulders, tied back with a leather thong, but later on when the beast was loose, it would ripple unfettered down his back and across her breasts as he took her again, and again.

Lean hips and powerful thighs were covered by black linen trousers, and she knew there’d be nothing under them but a body which had been created by the gods themselves. A charcoal black t-shirt, tucked into those trousers, clung to his muscular physique like a wanton lover. From experience she knew the muscles were not just for show, his stamina seemingly had no bounds.

Her fingers curled. An almost uncontrollable urge to rake her fingernails down his chest and push the shirt up, exposing his body to her greedy eyes, consumed her. He padded forward on bare feet. Sexual heat rolled off him. He was beyond potent, he was dangerously irresistible.

“Did anyone see you?” It had become part of the excitement, the allure, pretending to sneak away for a forbidden weekend of sex.

“No.”

His eyes fixated on the zipper in the bustier straining to hold her breasts in check. She managed only short breaths as Blake lazily lifted his hand, and pulled on the zipper. The bustier fell to the ground, and her breasts spilled out. She stood before him in only the G-string and impossibly high heels.

Stepping closer, he lightly caressed her rounded thigh, and drew her closer. He smelled of brandy, musk and a lingering scent of sandalwood. Strong teeth nibbled her earlobe, and she allowed her head to fall back, giving him greater access to the pulse beating erratically at the base of her neck. Desire had her trembling, and she knew he could feel it.

He stopped, and holding her hand firmly, pulled her down the hall into a plush bedroom suite. Votive candles flickered about the room, casting a warm glow. A king-sized bed dominated the room, opulent with black satin sheets, and piles of pillows scattered about. Pillows she knew would find their way bunched under her hips as he plunged into her from behind.

The mere thought of him, pushing into her sex, weakened her knees further. Heat coursed through her veins. Even after five years, he still had the power to turn her bones to jelly, and if he touched her right now, she’d come in an instant. She was an impatient wick, waiting for his flame. How had she lived without him?

Publisher: Sapphire Nights Books

Reviewed by: Diana Coyle | May 13, 2011 | B004QTOR50

A NIGHT OWL REVIEWS BOOK REVIEW

Cheri and Blake met five years ago in an ice cream parlor and after instant sparks ignited between them, she took him up on the offer to go back to his hotel room. Since then, they have planned a secret rendezvous place where they have an entire weekend of sizzling hot sex. But just as in the past, they have no communication between each other during the rest of the year. They both look forward to this one weekend a year of pure unbridled pleasure with no strings attached.

Last year when Cheri and Blake were together, he asked her if she would consider marrying him. He didn’t want an answer immediately and was even gracious enough to tell her she can answer him when they met up together a year to the date. He explained that she’d be receiving a package from him days before their next meeting and he’d like to see her wearing whatever will be in the box.

Right on schedule, Cheri receives the gift from Blake that contains beautiful lingerie along with a gorgeous family heirloom necklace. If she decides to wear both when she meets up with Blake, then it will signify to him that she has accepted his marriage proposal. The night finally arrives in which they’ll have another rendezvous together.

The question remains will Cheri be wearing the lingerie along with Blake’s family heirloom necklace? Are they both ready to make this a more serious commitment between each other?

I really enjoyed this short story and loved the author’s voice throughout. Her characters were sexy and easy to fall in love with and the story was rich in details of their sizzling affair together. If you’re looking for a short story that will make you beg for more, than look no further. Well done, Ms. Edwards!