Consumed by Desire

Book 2: Billionaire Island Brides

by Ana E Ross

Genres: Billionaires Romance; Contemporary Romance; Erotic & Steamy Romance; Holiday Romance; Love Triangles; billionaire romance; spicy; vacation romance; steamy romance; big hearted alpha hero; plot twist; romance with a twist; Emotional romance novel

Synopsis

Flying solo for this brother’s Caribbean destination wedding, Neo Giannopoulos is tired of waiting for a love of his own. But one steamy, chance encounter with Calista Larson, on-island for a wild bachelorette weekend, stops his heart and quickens his desire to make her his.

Is one week in paradise enough for Neo to convince Calista that he is the one for her, or will the realities of life back in New York ruin this love story before it even begins?

Sample

Here is your little peak into the Consumed by Desire draft. You may want to have a cool drink in hand as you read, because it is steamy! Don't say I didn't warn you (lol) and enjoy...

His cock tightened at the sight of her nipples poking subtly against her cotton dress as her slender body rocked to the rhythm. She was beautiful and beguilingly sexy and Neo immediately pictured her under him moving to the rhythm of his hips.

Neo felt a wild fluttering that started deep in his belly and worked its way up to his throat. His breathing hardened and quickened fiercely.

Mesmerized, he walked over to the bar and ordered a rum punch, never taking his eyes off the woman while he waited for it.

Drink in hand, he made a mad-dash for a two-seat cushioned bench when the couple who’d been sitting there vacated it. It was behind a wooden post and offered him a little bit of shade from the crowd, and the perfect place to sit and sip while he watched the sexiest woman he’d ever seen dance under the stars.

Suddenly, the woman placed her drink on a table, pulled one of her friend’s into her arms and began to grind her body against her.

At first, the friend seemed a little shy, but then Ms. Wild and Sexy whispered something in her ear, and she immediately got into the groove, raising her hands over her head and working her body like a professional belly dancer.

“Is this seat taken?”

Annoyed by the interruption, Neo turned to find a pretty redhead smiling down at him. She looked far too young to be seeking out the kind of casual fun he was sure she was looking for.

“Sorry. It is,” he said, pulling his tie from around his neck and dropping it on the seat for emphasis.

“Too bad,” she mumbled, giving him a bold once-over before moving along.

Damn. He groaned as his attention returned to the show. The two women were locked hip to hip, rocking back and forth, side to side, and around and around, working their bodies hard against each other.

It was exciting. It was mesmerizing. It was hypnotic. The wildest, sexiest thing Neo had ever seen. He wasn't the only one who thought so, he realized when a crowd started gathering around them, cheering them on.

Neo settled down into his seat. God, he was hard as an elephant’s tusk, and even knowing that anyone could see his excitement, he couldn’t look away. He couldn’t take his eyes off the way that floral cotton sun dress clung to the woman’s curves.

His manhood pulsed as the women leaned their upper bodies away from each other and shook their breasts, their hair swaying behind them like dark, silk drapes. Neo’s skin tingled as he imagined those silky strands brushing against his bare chest as the object of his desire leaned over him, kissing her way down his body toward his crotch...