***This story contains descriptions of sexual content, for 18+ Adults only***
Title: Sweet Temptations: The Babysitter
Author: Dark Inferno
ISBN: 9781310335747 ASIN: B00I5RD19M
Series: first in my Sweet Temptations Saga
Meet Richard Martin. He's well mannered,married to his beautiful university sweetheart, work's in a job he can't stand with people who mostly drive him nuts, and so sexually frustrated he's about ready to blow like Mount Vesuvius.
Enter Rebecca, Scarlet and Samantha, three sirens sent by god to plague and tempt him. Will he be able to do what's right and resist their advances, or will these temptresses lure him to the rocks?
In this first volume in Dark Inferno's sizzling new series: Sweet Temptations, A naughty babysitter sets out to seduce her man. No matter what his wife might think, she is determined to lure him into her bed...
My Review of Sweet Temptations: The Babysitter
****4 out of 5 Stars****
Not quite enough to it, but short and sweet with enough to wet your appetite....This erotic taboo of possibly banging the babysitter is just a society's truth that we are indeed often lead astray from baser instincts.
After all Richard is just a man....and sometimes you just loose your better judgement and take whats in front of you. Even the thirstiest man will drink from the wrong well when denied long enough...and what sweeter temptation that a willing sweet young woman. Even his wife knows that the babysitter follows his every move.
This book is definitely hot as the sin within and makes you want the next book to see how much temptation Richard can stand without it blowing up in his face and ruining his family. Will look forward to seeing what other temptations the author puts in front of Richard.
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Richard Martin had always hated his firm’s Christmas parties. The décor reminded him of a cheap Hammer Horror set. The atmosphere was reminiscent of a funeral. And, worst of all, they were organised in August and hosted in early November. Each year the bosses would present a laundry list of reasons for the premature celebration, but everyone knew those were merely a smoke screen, devised to mask the fact that it cost considerably less to hold a Christmas Party before December. Frankly, Richard wondered why they bothered even holding a party, or for that matter, making attendance mandatory. Subtly pushing up his left sleeve’s cuff, Richard checked his watch for what felt like the hundredth time. To his utter disgust, the digital display indicated that it was just 22:03. The party would go on for at least another hour, maybe even two, god forbid!
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Finding she wore no bra beneath the black lace, his hand moulded to her left breast; it filled his hand nicely and eager digits kneading the soft, supple flesh while his thumb and forefinger rolled the pebbled nipple. Thrilled by his touch, she arched her back, pressing her breast further into his palm, and moaned in utter wonder as he trailed his tongue along her collarbone, soothing the bite marks, her fingers tugging at his hair each time his thumb her playfully squeezed her pert bud.
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Rebecca could only gasp, her big doe eyes shamelessly drinking in the sight of his masculinity before a hungry smile turned her lips. Feeling the heat of her gaze lingering upon him and seeing the look of wonder in her eyes, Richard couldn’t resist smirking before moving to join her on the black and crimson sheets. Relishing the sight of her spread out beneath him, his eyes fixed on the last obstacle and reaching out, he hooked his fingers over the hem of her panties and dragged the garment down her legs, leaving her completely exposed to his ravenous gaze.
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Yet his brain was fogged and his limbs wouldn’t move. He was standing on the bank of the Rubicon, should he cross its depths there would be no turning back and everything he loved would be at stake. If Alice were to learn of it, their marriage would be over, his son would grow up to despise him, friends and family would shun him like a stray dog. And yet, could he live with himself if he didn’t, knowing he’d come this far only to turn away, and always wondering what it would have been like otherwise? But then the decision was taken out of his hands. Flushed and panting, Rebecca’s eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him dreamily.
Richard Martin had always hated his firm’s Christmas parties. The décor reminded him of a cheap Hammer Horror set. The atmosphere was reminiscent of a funeral. And, worst of all, they were organised in August and hosted in early November. Each year the bosses would present a laundry list of reasons for the premature celebration, but everyone knew those were merely a smoke screen, devised to mask the fact that it cost considerably less to hold a Christmas Party before December. Frankly, Richard wondered why they bothered even holding a party, or for that matter, making attendance mandatory. Subtly pushing up his left sleeve’s cuff, Richard checked his watch for what felt like the hundredth time. To his utter disgust, the digital display indicated that it was just 22:03. The party would go on for at least another hour, maybe even two, god forbid!
***********************
Finding she wore no bra beneath the black lace, his hand moulded to her left breast; it filled his hand nicely and eager digits kneading the soft, supple flesh while his thumb and forefinger rolled the pebbled nipple. Thrilled by his touch, she arched her back, pressing her breast further into his palm, and moaned in utter wonder as he trailed his tongue along her collarbone, soothing the bite marks, her fingers tugging at his hair each time his thumb her playfully squeezed her pert bud.
***********************
Rebecca could only gasp, her big doe eyes shamelessly drinking in the sight of his masculinity before a hungry smile turned her lips. Feeling the heat of her gaze lingering upon him and seeing the look of wonder in her eyes, Richard couldn’t resist smirking before moving to join her on the black and crimson sheets. Relishing the sight of her spread out beneath him, his eyes fixed on the last obstacle and reaching out, he hooked his fingers over the hem of her panties and dragged the garment down her legs, leaving her completely exposed to his ravenous gaze.
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Yet his brain was fogged and his limbs wouldn’t move. He was standing on the bank of the Rubicon, should he cross its depths there would be no turning back and everything he loved would be at stake. If Alice were to learn of it, their marriage would be over, his son would grow up to despise him, friends and family would shun him like a stray dog. And yet, could he live with himself if he didn’t, knowing he’d come this far only to turn away, and always wondering what it would have been like otherwise? But then the decision was taken out of his hands. Flushed and panting, Rebecca’s eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him dreamily.
“Come on, come on…don’t stop now. Ohhh god, I’m so hot. Please, fuck me Mr Martin, I need you to fuck me…”
How could he resist.
How could he resist.
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Publication Date: 01/2014
Length: 11,700 words
Age Group: Adult
Genre: Erotic Drama
Publisher: Self Published/Dark Inferno
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