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| Eyes Wide Open Cover |
A standalone novel
from the Totally Five Star imprint.
An ordinary girl
catapulted into an extraordinary world meets two even more extraordinary
men—but what will she do when she discovers their sexy secret?
Fiona Gillespie moved to London shortly after graduating to
take advantage of the opportunities the capital could offer. However, months
later, she’s still living in a horrid flat and working in a grimy East End pub.
The problem is, she doesn’t really know what she wants to do, career-wise. So
when she happens upon an advertisement for a job at a plush Mayfair hotel, she
jumps at the chance. A great deal of determination and a spot of luck land
Fiona her dream role.
But working at the Totally Five Star London is just the
beginning. She adores the role and flourishes, impressing her bosses and making
her increasingly determined to climb the career ladder.
While her career is flying, though, her love life is
non-existent. She hasn’t even thought about men, never mind met or dated one
for months, so when she bumps into two gorgeous businessmen in the hotel, she’s
surprised to find her head has been well and truly turned. Even more
surprisingly, they flirt with her—both of them! She’s drawn to James and Logan,
despite feeling that they’re way out of her league.
When a misunderstanding leads Fiona to James and Logan’s
sumptuous top-floor suite, she has no idea what she’s about to uncover. Scenes
of people-trafficking, drug-pushing and wild sex parties all appear in her
active imagination. Yet what she actually sees is something she’d never even
considered before, something that piques her interest.
After discovering their sexy secret, what will she do with
this new-found knowledge?
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of anal play,
spanking, sex toys and bondage.
Excerpt:
Continuing to surreptitiously peer at the men over the rim
of her glass, it hit her that this was the first time in months that she’d
looked at a man with interest, much less two men—and at the same time! But,
ready to snatch her gaze away if one of them happened to glance at her, she
realized that it wasn’t surprising that the pair had attracted her attention.
The tailored business suits would draw the eye even on an
ugly guy. But on these two, the fine clothing was practically an orgasm for the
gaze. They sat opposite each other, and their angle to her meant that she had a
view of both their profiles—lucky her.
The one to her right had very dark, almost black hair, with
a bit of a curl to it, a long straight nose, a trimmed goatee and, if she
wasn’t mistaken, deep blue eyes. It was hard to tell for sure from this
distance and perspective.
The one on her left had lighter, shorter hair, stubble that
by some magical feat still looked smart, and the most sinful lips she’d ever
set eyes on. And speaking of eyes, she thought perhaps his were green. What she
wouldn’t give to go and check both of them out close up, preferably naked.
Shocked at her own sudden lustful thoughts, she inhaled more
than drank another sip of the juice. Unfortunately, it hit her throat all wrong
and she almost slammed the glass down as she started to cough. She tried so
hard to suppress the cough, eager not to draw attention to herself, that she
made it worse. Snatching up the thick linen serviette from the table, she held
it to her mouth as she spluttered in a most embarrassing manner, and tears
began to roll down her cheeks. By now, she was sure that the whole damn
restaurant was staring at her, and she wished the tablecloths reached the
floor, like the ones in the restaurant upstairs, so she could hide under the
table until she regained her composure.
Swallowing repeatedly to try to soothe her irritated throat,
she gasped as a gentle hand laid on her shoulder, which set her off all over
again.
“Oh God,” came a voice. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make
you jump. I just wanted to make sure you were all right. See if I could help.”
Unable to speak, Fiona waved a hand to try to signal that
she’d be okay, but unless the guy was a mind reader, he’d have no luck figuring
that out. Blinking through the tears that marred her vision, her urge to hide
underneath the table grew stronger. Christ, it was only the hottie with the
blue eyes. And, if she wasn’t mistaken, his sexy friend with the green eyes was
also hovering close by, concern etched into his handsome features.
Managing to drag in a breath, she huffed out, “Thank you.”
Just then, Jeremy arrived with a carafe of water, complete
with ice, and poured her a glassful. “Here you go, Fiona. Drink this. Are you
all right? Anything else I can get you?”
Author Bio:
Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and
erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100
publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several
editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women's Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic
Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and
co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house.
She owns
Erotica For All, is book
editor for
Cliterati, and is one eighth
of
The Brit Babes. Find out more
at
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