David Quinn, a struggling actor cast alongside the A-listers, is caught in the crossfire. When pictures surface of David and Michelle out on the town, media and fans rush to crown them Hollywood’s new hot couple. Kyle explodes, tensions boil over, and everyone’s lives and careers are thrown into jeopardy.
So what’s a publicist to do? Especially when Shaunna finds herself falling in love with the sexy and talented David. Can she put out fires on the set while keeping the flames burning in the bedroom?
Love, lies and passion. What happens when the naked truth is exposed?
When his eyes settled on Shaunna again, she was completely nude. Her pert nipples were beacons to the gentle valley between her round breasts. David’s stare followed the path of least resistance to the tiny and tidy garden of brown curls that split the river of skin.
He suddenly realized how very, very overdressed he was and fidgeted slightly as he dragged his heavy eyes back up to hers. “Allow me to reciprocate,” he murmured as he began to loosen his necktie.
“Let me,” Shaunna offered as she stepped toward him.
David obediently dropped his arms to his sides, allowing the naked woman to undress him.
“This is a nice tie,” she commented as she slid it from his neck. “You had it with you in Texas?”
David nodded his head. “I brought all my clothes with me.”
“Of course you did,” Shaunna said as she walked around behind him and removed his jacket.
She especially liked the way men looked in vests when their jackets were off. She admired how David’s fit figure was accented by the corset nature of his pinstriped, three-buttoned special. Shaunna appreciated him as she completed her circle.
She then backed up to get, and give, a better view.
“Have a seat.” Shaunna gestured to a custom rock bench near the edge of the black tiled pond. David sat and she began removing his shoes.
He looked down at the nude beauty working the laces and willed himself not to be ticklish for the next thirty seconds of his life. Her touch, however, was too delicate and he was just too tender-footed. David chortled and twitched, giving himself away. To her credit, Shaunna did not take advantage of her newfound knowledge until she had removed his other shoe and both his socks. She feathered the balls of his feet with her fingers before she allowed him to stand again.
“Don’t worry,” she assured him as she began unbuttoning his vest. “I’m ticklish too.” She opened it and then pressed her firm body up against his while she claimed another kiss.
About The Authors
Morgan and Jennifer Locklear met in 1989 as teenagers and became high school sweethearts. They have been married since 1995 and live in the Pacific Northwest region of the United States with their two children, a son and daughter.
Although both enjoyed creative writing in their youth, they have only been working as a writing team since 2010. Since then they have created a dozen full-length and short stories together.
Jennifer has been employed in fundraising and development for a non-profit organization since 2000. She also enjoys participating in charitable activities, both locally and online. In her (limited) free time she is an avid reader.
Morgan has been employed in the hospitality industry since 1998. He has been active in the local performing arts community since childhood with many acting and directing credits to his name. He is also a musician and songwriter and has recorded 6 albums.
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