What’s Your Fantasy?

Yes, finally a new release. This one is in my Fantasy LLC series. It was in my head for what seemed like forever and I finally gave myself a kick up the butt and said, write it.

I decided to take the main character on a time travel trip to Regency England where she meets a couple of very naughty, sexy rakes.

I know you all love Regency erotica as much as I enjoy writing it.

So I hope you’ll check this one out…it’s just 99 cents.

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Fantasy LLC-Book Two-The Handyman

My second release this month is book two in my Fantasy LLC series and this one’s called The Handyman.

Here’s the cover, description and a short excerpt.

As always I hope you enjoy it…

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Fantasy LLC, an exclusive organization where only a lucky few get to live out their wildest sexual dreams and let their inhibitions run free.

It’s not for the faint of heart, and money or fame can’t buy you a way in.

An anonymous panel of philanthropists decide who will be the lucky recipient of the month. Application forms and essays are judged on their creativity and how turned on they get by what the applicant wishes for.

Winners are everyday people, bored housewives, teachers, doctors, virgins, and people just like Maddie Chamberlin who always had a crush on her BFF’s father, Kyle.

Will Maddie’s fantasy about him visiting her house as the handyman be as good in reality as it is in her imagination?

 

“Excuse me is this seat taken?” a man’s voice rings out when I’m deep in thought not paying too much attention to my surroundings.

I look up to respond to him and it’s him. Well, I think it’s him because he looks older. Of course he would. I’m older too. I blush again knowing what I was just thinking about him and the whole fantasy thing and…

“No, no one’s sitting here,” I say, moving my legs to the right so he can squeeze by me.

As he does so, the smell of aftershave hits my nostrils. I take a deep breath, soon feeling his leg brush mine.

What a coincidence seeing him after all this time and today my fantasy is supposed to begin.

He reaches over and puts his hand on top of my leg, giving it a slight squeeze. “In case you’re wondering, your fantasy begins now,” he whispers in my ear.