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“Take everything off,” he whispered. “I need to feel you.” He tugged his own jacket, shirt and jeans off and tossed them aside, his gaze never leaving the newly strong and taut body of his lover. Tarkan sat back, hand on his cock. Adem licked his lips and leaned in for another kiss then trailed his lips and tongue down Tarkan’s neck to his nipples, and further still, until he lapped at the beaded moisture at the tip of the other man’s rock hard shaft. Tarkan clutched his hair, threaded his fingers through it.
“I want you to come, my love. I know you need it.” He fisted the base of Tarkan’s thickness, cupped his balls with his other hand and smiled up at Tarkan’s wicked grin.
“Okay. If you insist.” Tarkan groaned as Adem swallowed him, pulling and sucking and gripping his hips, needing him, wanting to bring him pleasure, the way Tarkan did for him. The way Tarkan had utterly completed his existence. “Oh baby, it is not gonna take me long.” They reverted to Turkish when together, and Tarkan’s cries of “Evet! Evet!” filled Adem’s brain, made his own orgasm tremble on his horizon. “Oh God!” Tarkan grunted and Adem moaned, loving the taste, smell and feel of his throat filling with the other man’s fluid.
“Seni…Seni seviyorum…my love… mi amore….” Adem licked his way up, taking every last drop, noting that he had come all over himself as well, and flopped onto the couch next to Tarkan, their hands clasped tight, chests heaving with exertion.
“That,” came a deep voice from the dim room. “Was the hottest God damned thing I have ever seen.” Adem smiled at Tarkan as Caleb entered the room, hands full of luggage and gifts. “Jesus, what are you boys gonna do now? I’m all worked up….” Adem rose from the couch, and together he and Tarkan took the stuff from Caleb’s arms, undressed him slowly, and led him to the bedroom.
The end….
~ABOUT THE AUTHOR~
Microbrewery owner, beer blogger and journalist, mom of three teenagers, and soccer fan, Liz lives in the great middle west, in a Major College Town. Years of experience in sales and fund raising, plus an eight-year stint as an ex-pat trailing spouse plus making her way in a world of men (i.e. the beer industry) has prepped her for life as erotic romance author. When she isn't sweating beer inventory, sales figures or promotional efforts for her latest publication, doing pounds of laundry for her sweaty athletic children, watching La Liga on the Fox Soccer Channel, or trying to figure out what to order in for dinner, she can be found walking her standard poodles or doing Bikram Yoga. Liz loves her Foo Fighters Pandora station, and watching reruns of Deadwood, when there isn't any decent European football on the telly. If you want a beer education follow her: www.a2beerwench.com. For writing related stuff, including her backlist, go to: www.brewingpassion.com.
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Contents
Title page
The Diplomat’s Daughter
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Epilogue
Turkish Delights
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Epilogue
Blue Cruise
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Epilogue
Tulip Princess
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Flower Passage
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Epilogue
~ABOUT THE AUTHOR~