by Heidi Lynn Anderson
Emily Samson’s awful thirtieth birthday consists of a solo bubble bath, burned microwave popcorn and a broken elevator – until both of her gorgeous landlords show up, making all her wishes come true.
Corporate whiz Emily Samson’s friends have deserted her for husbands and babies. So what does she do to celebrate turning the big 3-0? She buys herself popcorn and chocolate, refusing to settle for less than her ideal man. Or two. Her birthday wish is to be sandwiched between both her hunky landlords - as if that would ever happen outside of her most sensual, and secret, dreams.
Conner Walker and Jackson Smith are ready to find the one woman who can satisfy them both. However, finding that elusive someone to fulfill their needs has been like finding a snowflake in a snowstorm. When they rescue the normally uptight woman from 5B and discover her in cotton pjs instead of cherry red stilettos, they wonder if they’ve finally found the one strong enough to handle their demands.
Read an excerpt:
The two men stepped into the now empty elevator. Jackson pushed the button for the fifth floor and asked, “What do you think of our hot little tenant?”
Conner’s gut clenched and need filled his chest. “She’s sexy as all hell and I think under that stuck-up bitch act, there’s an adventurous woman that would be up for anything.” His dick twitched in his pants. “Why? Are you thinking about courting her for us?”
He’d dreamed of her hot little ass gripping his cock while Jackson filled her wet pussy, but the reality of a woman like her being open to having more than one man was a long shot. Women in her class wanted careers and, if they did get married, they barely had time for one husband—never mind two.
Jackson’s shoulders lifted. “Maybe. Part of me wants to fill her demanding mouth with my cock.”
Conner smiled. “And the other part?”
“Wants to run screaming, because my dick doesn’t know whether to stand at attention or shrivel up and hide.”
“I feel the same way, man.” Images of Emily rushing out her apartment to her fancy Wall Street job, making and losing millions for her clients filled his head. “I wonder what it would take to make her relax and let her hair down?”
“Probably not watching the Rangers beat the Bruins while having a beer,” Jackson said.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
By day, Heidi Lynn Anderson is a wife, mother, and owner of a small Green-Cleaning company. By night, she spins erotic tales featuring hunky heroes and the women they love. When not working or writing, Heidi likes spending time with her husband and son, doing what Florida has to offer. Visit Heidi at www.heidilynnanderson.com