The Male Stripper (Erotic Menage - Red Hot Fantasies)

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.

From award winning author, Opal Carew. Her books appear in Amazon's Top 100 Contemporary Romance and Top 100 Erotic lists. THREE hit 15 on Barnes & Noble's overall list.

Her ultimate sexual fantasy brought to life...

The idea of sex with a stranger is Jan's biggest turn-on. Not a one night stand, but someone who is totally anonymous. She never in her wildest dreams thought she'd do it in real life... until her friend decides to make it happen. So, bound and blindfolded, she is ready for her mysterious lover, but is she ready for the consequenses?

Volume 2 of the Red Hot Fantasies series

Length: 6,000 words

For a tasty birthday treat, add four men and stir.

Powertools, Book 2

Note to self: When confessing a crush on an ultra-hot construction worker to your best friend, make sure he’s not standing right behind you.

If Morgan thought spilling the beans on her lust for Joe would scare him off, she couldn’t have been more wrong. Following her birthday wish gone awry, the hunk is treating her to one surprise after another. From little things that make her smile to lavish, romantic dates, Joe is turning out to be the stuff of dreams

Joe’s attentions to the sexy pastry shop owner begin as lighthearted fun. Until he finds out about the past that, until now, has made her keep him at arm’s length. Determined to show her seeking pleasure is no crime, he sets out to fulfill her steamiest fantasies—with a little help from three of his best friends.

After a four-course birthday adventure, which presents Morgan as the sweetest imaginable dessert, she expects Joe to walk away. But now that Joe’s brought Morgan out of her shell, he’s hungry for something he never expected to crave—a forever kind of love.

Warning: This book features a m/m/m/m/f ménage. Enough said.

Gracie Evans wants a Valentines she won’t forget. Luke Forsythe plans to give her exactly what she wants.

Gracie Evans is a woman tired of the men in her life not satisfying her in bed. She’s had a string of boyfriends, but none of them have come close to satisfying the vivid fantasies she has. Two weeks before Valentine’s Day, she breaks up with her latest boyfriend after a night of lackluster sex.

When her good friend, Luke Forsythe, overhears her talking to their friend Shelly about what she really wants, he’s stunned. And very turned on. Gracie thinks there isn’t a man alive who can satisfy her in bed. Luke aims to prove her wrong.

Nothing’s sexier than a man, or five, with power tools.

Sultry summer heat has nothing on the five-man crew renovating the house next door. No one could blame Kate for leaning out the window for a better view of the manscape. The nasty fall that follows isn’t part of her fantasy—but the man who saves her from splattering the sidewalk is definitely the star.

When Mike personally attends to her injuries, she realizes her white knight in a hard hat has a tender side, giving her no choice but to surrender to the lust that’s been arcing between them since day one. In the aftermath of the best sex of her life, she whispers her most secret desire: to be ravaged by his crew.

She never expected Mike would dare her to take what she wants—or that the freedom to make her most decadent desires come true could be the foundation for something lasting…

One blizzard, two days, three men to keep her warm.

Powertools, Book 3

Naked is Kayla’s style. She’s exposed to bare skin more than the average person—like when she’s up to her elbows in massage oil, soothing the tired muscles of the construction crew building her new spa, a barter to offset some of the cost. Once it’s finished, she plans to open a private retreat for fellow naturists.

It should be a routine service. Yet for some reason, caressing the man on her table is blurring her normally crystal-clear distinction between nudity and sexuality. And stirring up kinky fantasies involving the rest of the crew.

She never intended to share details about her lifestyle-slash-business plan, not even with the open-minded, sexy crew. But when a faulty truck engine and one hell of a snowstorm trap the three men at her cabin, heat sears away her cover story—and her inhibitions.

Cocooned in blissful isolation, Dave, Neil and James show her that passion knows no barrier, with or without clothing. Leaving Kayla wondering if two days of mutual satisfaction will ever be enough…

Warning: This book features a m/m/m/f ménage hot enough to melt an entire blizzard’s worth of snow and ice.

New Year’s resolutions have never looked so good.

New Year’s Eve. The party is rockin’, and Claire is in her usual spot holding up the wall. It’s all right. She’s much happier scribbling in her trusty little notebook than mingling. Especially since those notes turn into the sexy erotic romances she pens in secret. Those two gorgeous gods across the room are perfect hero material and…oh dear, are they headed her way?

Mason and Hunter know she won’t remember them as the scrawny geeks they were in high school. She also doesn’t know they’ve been lusting after her for ten long years, waiting for her to meet a man and have a normal relationship. They’re through waiting. The time has come to make their move—and show her exactly how much they’ve changed.

One night in the middle of a Mason/Hunter manwich, and Claire has enough research material to fill a hundred notebooks. Good thing she’s got OfficeMax on speed dial to order more. Except suddenly her two hunks have this crazy idea that keeping her is selfish. Selfish? She may be mousy, but this mouse is about to roar…