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Temptation (Touch of Tantra Novella)
Temptation (Touch of Tantra Novella)
Temptation (Touch of Tantra Novella)
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Temptation (Touch of Tantra Novella)

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A companion novella in the Touch of Tantra series from bestselling author, Liv Morris.
***Contains steamy adult situations intended for readers eighteen and over.***

Recently Kathryn Delcour returned to her hometown of New York City. Widowed two years ago, she found healing from her loss through the ancient practice of Tantra and teaches the spiritual and sexual art to others.

When Kathryn oversees a husband performing a very intimate tantric massage with his wife, the steamy session makes Kathryn face her own sexual frustrations and realize she needs a true lover. Unfortunately she hasn’t met a man who lights a fire inside of her like her late husband... until she meets billionaire Adam Kingsley later that night.

We’ve heard Adam’s side of their meeting. Now take a little journey into Kathryn’s mind on the day they met.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherLiv Morris
Release dateDec 8, 2013
ISBN9781310697739
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Temptation (Touch of Tantra Novella) - Liv Morris

TEMPTATION

(Touch of Tantra #1.5)

by Liv Morris

Copyright © 2013 Liv Morris

Smashwords Edition: December 2013

Cover Design by Jada D’Lee Designs

Edited by Write Divas Editing and Marla Esposito

No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the above author of this book.

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners.

Chapter 1

A sense of satisfaction hits me once I have all the necessary elements for my Tantra session in place. I survey the room and watch the candles’ flickering flames bounce an amber glow over the silk tapestries. The soft music playing from hidden speakers sounds out a hypnotic beat. Like a rhythmic pulse—steady and paced. The setting and sensual ambiance are impeccable. I want nothing short of perfection for this session as it’s my client’s last scheduled visit with me. A grand finale of sorts. I’m looking forward to seeing him demonstrate his newly acquired techniques. Off with the old way, getting off with the new is my hope.

While I adjust a wedge pillow situated on the cushioned floor mat, the front desk buzzer sounds throughout my apartment, signaling my appointment’s arrival. I leave my candlelit office, run to the in-house phone in my hallway, and pick up the receiver.

Hello, I respond into the phone, winded.

Mrs. Delcour, Mr. and Mrs. Browning are here in the lobby. They say you have an appointment with them.

Thanks, Carl. I do. Please send them up.

Yes, Mrs. Delcour. I appreciate Charlie’s formal address, but referring to me as Mrs. makes me feel so matronly.

Being a widow at thirty-four makes me acutely aware I’m an unusual specimen. Old before my time, and very much on my own, I can’t even remember the last time I went for a wax. That’s something to add to my to-do list for later this afternoon at the spa.

Waxing hasn’t been a big priority since I haven’t had real sex in the last two years, although the thought of it comes to mind and more often than I’d like. The familiar craving of being with a man, having him fill and possess me, fills my thoughts and arouses an aching need in me I’ve locked away.

The problem is it takes two for the tango I have in mind, and I haven’t found a single man in this entire city of millions who has raised my temperature or interest. All the men I’ve met have been mundane, at best, with absolutely no chemistry between us at all. I need a challenge. A sparring partner. A man with passion—or at least passion for me. A tangible heat would be nice, too.

A solid knock on the front door echoes through the marbled entryway, announcing the Browning’s arrival.

One last glance at the hallway mirror, followed by a quick adjustment of my tight camisole, and I’m ready for the session to begin. This client is bringing his wife with him for the first time. He came to me as a referral. One of the first it’s all about me when it comes to the bedroom men I’ve had the pleasure of teaching how to please a woman. Mr. Browning said the results in the bedroom were so great for him; he’d be my slave for a day in thanks. I begin to chuckle at that thought as I pull the door open.

Hello, Ross. I greet the two happy and eager faces in front of me with a warm smile. This must be Lily.

Good morning, Kathryn. Ross gives me a light kiss on each cheek. His eyes dance as he pulls away from me. He’s one excited man. This is my lovely wife, Lily.

Hello, Lily. Smiling at one another, we shake hands as I welcome her to my apartment and then motion them inside. I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.

Oh, it’s so great to finally meet you, Kathryn. First off, I have to thank you. Good God. Where do I even start? She giggles and collapses into Ross’s side. He closes his arms around her. Their physical intimacy is apparent, and I can’t help but smile, fully satisfied at what I see before me.

No need to say another word. I can see you appreciate what Ross has learned. Lily looks up at me, nodding. I wink knowingly and offer my arm to Lily. It’s time to get this show on the road.

We head down the hallway with Ross in tow. I peer over my shoulder and give him a big smile of approval.

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