Secret Weapon

From award-winning author Opal Carew, whose books regularly appear in Amazon's Top 100 Erotic bestsellers list. This story also hit #15 on Barnes & Noble's overall bestsellers list.

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Hot steamy dreams...a sexy stranger...and his two brothers... all add up to an erotic adventure she'll never forget.

Lori's erotic dreams about a hot hard stranger are hitting fever pitch. She needs way more than eye contact and a smile across a crowded subway station. An instant connection sizzled between them and now Lori, who's never believed in love at first sight, is its helpless victim.

When Lori goes to her best friend's cabin for the weekend to spend time with Marie, her new husband and his brothers, she's surprised to wind up face-to-face with her fantasy stranger. He clearly wants to act on the incredible attraction between them. The heat builds and they wind up in the hot tub, totally caught up in their passion.

They are interrupted - by one of his brothers - and Lori soon finds herself in the middle of two sexy, handsome men, both bringing her to ecstatic heights. She didn't think things could get any better, until another interruption - by yet another brother - has her blushing with embarrassment, as well as passion.

Now Lori is experiencing her wildest fantasy yet, three ultra-sexy men at the same time. But she wants more than an erotic dream brought to life. Because she's in love. But can her sexy stranger return her love?

Note: This red-hot short story has steamy sex, including ménage a trois, foursomes, and group sex. Consider yourself warned!

Length: 8,000 words

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The climax began, then twitched and slipped away. Lori groaned and her eyelids flicked open. She was on the lounge chair by Marie’s pool. A rustling of cloth grabbed her attention.

“Marie?” she murmred.

Marie isn’t here.”

“Drake?” Slowly, she lifted her head.

“You were calling out in your sleep.”

“Was I?” Her stomach twisted. What had he heard?

She pushed herself to a sitting position and his gray eyes darkened to smoldering charcoal. Oh, God. She glanced down to see her naked breasts on display, nipples at full attention. She’d forgotten about her loose top.

She scrambled to grab it.

“Please don’t.” He licked his lips, his gaze caressing her breasts.

She stared at him, mesmerized by the look of compelling desire in his eyes.

“You’re so beautiful like that.”

He stood up and approached her. She sat frozen as he reached for her; pulling her to her feet and into his arms. Her breasts pressed against his hard-muscled chest, the sprinkling of dark curls prickling against her nipples. He claimed her mouth with a wild hunger, stirring her own desperate craving. She pushed her tongue between his lips, tasting mint. He groaned, then twirled his tongue against hers, the two twining like frenzied tango dancers.

Was this Craig, Drake’s identical twin brother, or had that just been a dream? His hands stroked over her bare back, then cupped her bottom. It had to be. She couldn’t stand the torture of having to push him away. This had to be Craig.

But what if it was Drake? She should ask him, make sure—

He pulled her pelvis tight against his straining erection and her vagina ached painfully with need. Sane thought slipped away. His hands slipped around her waist and he lifted her. She wrapped her legs around him as he carried her, her eyes closed as their mouths moved together. They shifted downward and she felt hot water on her legs. The steps of the hot tub.

He settled her on the edge of the tub, the tumbled stone warm against her buttocks.

“God, you’re a beautiful woman.” He stripped off her bathing suit bottom and eased her legs open. One hand caressed her thigh as the other slid over her breast, fondling it. He lapped at the other nipple with his tongue and she gasped at the erotic feeling. A feeling she’d been craving forever.