OPTICAL ILLUSIONS by
Gale Stanley
Hi
Everyone! I’m very excited to share my new book with you. Optical Illusions is special to me for so many reasons. I gave free
rein to my characters and they took me in a different direction. I’ve been
writing mostly MM romance lately, and the main character in this book is a
woman. Maggie really got into my head, and I knew I had to write her story in first
person POV. I usually write in third.
The story
is fiction, but I included a few things that are near and dear to my heart. The
setting is my hometown, Philly, and one of my cats plays a supporting role. I did
change his name to protect the innocent.
Here’s a
sneak peek at Optical Illusions. I
hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
BLURB
Maggie’s
troubled past makes her seal off her heart. She shuts everyone out, and puts
all her energy into work, but suddenly, she’s having erotic fantasies about her
two bosses. They’re perfect. Good-looking, intelligent, caring… Everything a
woman could want. But they only have eyes for each other.
Michael and
Aaron have been a couple since college, but one thing is missing from their
relationship. They’re bisexual and they miss having a woman in their lives.
Maggie would be the perfect addition to their family. She’s beautiful, smart,
compassionate… But they’re sure she’ll never accept their unconventional
lifestyle.
X-cerpt
Jack leans toward me, and I don’t back away. It’s just a
kiss. What harm can it do? His fingers tangle in my hair, and I inhale his
spicy cologne. The exotic fragrance intoxicates me. Our mouths meet and I
whimper. His prodding tongue slips past my lips. I like the prickly feel of his
'stache and I wonder
how it would feel on other parts of my body. Now I’m wet with anticipation.
Jack’s lips
trace a path along my jaw. His
tongue traces the rim of my ear while his hand inches up my thigh and reaches
the edge of my panties. He fingers the damp lace, and I start squirming on the
cool leather. I’m soaked, and suddenly embarrassed. I pull back and press my
legs together.
“Don’t play
hard to get,” he says. “I like a woman who’s responsive.” He kisses me again,
and then pulls my dress down off my shoulders, trapping my arms.
No. “Yes,” I hiss.
Jack’s eyes
focus on my chest. He pushes down the cups of my bra, exposing my breasts. His
warm palms cover them. I’m not the good girl I want to be, and I’m too aroused
to pretend. I push my breasts into his hands and whimper as he rolls my nipples
between his fingers. He must be reading my mind, or maybe my eyes, because he
lowers his head, takes a nipple between his lips, and sucks. Oh, god! Every pull goes straight to my
pussy.
Where you can find
Optical Illusions
Amazon: myBook.to/Opticalillusions
AUTHOR LINKS
Gale Stanley
grew up in Philadelphia PA. She was the kid who always had her nose in a book,
her head in the clouds, and her hands on a pad and pencil.
Some things
never change.
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