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Blurb:
Dreams
and nightmares are like twilight; that misty place between fantasy and reality.
When
your mind takes you on an adventure you didn’t sign up for and you become
someone or something else, it can be delectable, terrifying, or both.
Dreaming
of that sexy bad boy who seems out of reach? Be careful what you wish for,
sometimes dreams really do come true. If you have the time, we have the past
life to seduce you. Whether your fantasy is a lustful mermaid, an irresistible incubus,
a vampiric predator, or an insatiable ghost hold on tight. You are on the most
erotic ride of your life.
When your desires blend so thoroughly with
the truth that you don’t know the difference, that’s when romance is but a
dream.
Adderley’s Bride
By
Danita Minnis
Sofie is a singer, baker and a serious
planner. When she finds her rocker boyfriend up against the wall in a vocal
booth with a back-up singer, her five-year plan for a home and family is dubbed
over like a bad music track.
Gray, a lusty ghost who acts like
she is his long-dead fiancée invades her dreams and works her body over, night
and after night. It isn’t long before Sofie’s plans include her beguiling
lover, a ghost man with a plan of his own; be with me. Nice plan if you call that
living…
Excerpt Two – Adult
He came up behind her at the island as she was
kneading dough for the beignets.
The spacious kitchen should have been cold in
the middle of the night but the hard body against her back enveloped her in
warmth. She curled into him. At five-foot-four, her head only reached his
chest. His pecs were a firm pillow.
In the seductive veil of the dream, her
peripheral vision blurred so that she felt more than she saw. The only light on
in the kitchen was the overhead light which pulsed above them. A thought teased
her consciousness that maybe it was not the overhead light at all, but
something more.
“Ah, Sweet Sofie.” He shifted until he was
nestled between her legs. “I am drawn to you like a moth to a flame.” His arms
came over her and as he helped her knead the dough, his shaft slid in and out
between her legs.
She sighed her pleasure and leaned her head
against his chest. Watching his big hands over hers with flecks of the flour
and sugar mixture coating the hair on his knuckles was an erotic vision of
teamwork. She wondered how those hands would feel as they kneaded her flesh.
Their hands worked in time to the rhythm of his
slide, in and out. Their fingers clenched onto the mound of dough as he pushed
forward, and released as he slid out from between her thighs. Their heavy
breathing was the only sound as they clenched and released, clenched and
released…
A lazy heat flared between her legs, warming
her to the core and making her hips rock back and forth. Her legs were giving
way and she spread them wider to stay upright. She stopped kneading the dough
to lean over and hold onto the island.
He grabbed her hair, wrapping it around his
hand so that she had to lean her head back against him. “Don’t stop,” his
gentle scolding tickled her ear. “I have not had a decent beignet since I
arrived in these United States.” He released her hair and pressed closer. She
was now trapped between the island and his lean hips. “I’ll hold you up.” His
low chuckle was a hot vibration between her thighs.
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