Red Hots: A Valentine Anthology
by Caitlyn Lynch + 17 others
GENRE: Romantic Erotica
Red Hots is a steamy collection of Valentine’s Day themed stories by 18 new and established romantic erotica authors. From a lonely lighthouse keeper’s strange encounter with a ghostly sea captain to a husband surprising his wife with a sexy game; from an alien discovering just what Valentine’s Day means to her human lover to a store owner receiving an unexpected Gift With Purchase that makes her best friend look at her VERY differently, there is something here for everyone who loves the Valentine tradition!
From Sweet On You by Ava Bari:
As Molly turned to the bathroom door, the water shut off, and someone moved around inside. Something fell to the floor, followed by a masculine voice cursing. Molly’s legs and mouth refused to obey her, leaving her frozen and silent as the door opened and a man stepped out.
Now Molly’s mouth worked again, but only to loosen her jaw and prevent her from picking it up again. He was a very tall man, even factoring in how short Molly was. She was level with his chest – his very nice chest – and he was looking down at her from an unfairly high vantage point. He blinked a few times, then closed his eyes for a really long time as if expecting her to vanish into thin air when he opened them again. Molly would’ve liked to try that herself, but even without seeing him she smelled the hotel soap on his wet skin and heard his breathing.
“Uh…” she said. Her eyes dropped to the white bath towel around his waist. A trail of hair started at his belly button and trailed down a defined stomach and- ‘What the hell is wrong with you? Stop looking there!’
Molly’s spine straightened. She looked right at his eyes and nowhere else.
“What are you doing here?” he asked, voice deep and husky.
Molly had read somewhere once that the human mind was not capable of creating faces or voices. If you heard someone’s voice in your head, odds were good it came from someone you knew in your everyday life. That must’ve been true, because if Molly had heard a voice that rich, she would have remembered it.
“Pulling the sheets down,” she said. She glanced one more time at his suitcase. “This is my hotel room.”
“That’s funny,” said the man. “This is my hotel room, too.”
“What a coincidence,” said Molly.
And here she’d been hoping for a weekend without problems.
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