Moonlight Madness

By Gina Blake

Burned-out executive Matthew Turner is more than ready for some R & R at a rented cabin on a solitary beach. The only thing missing is the woman of his dreams, though he doubts the kind of woman he wants really exists. Until she shows up on the moonlit shore mysterious, beautiful, naked, and more than willing to make all his fantasies come true. Marina has yearned for a man like Matthew. Now that she has him, she has one chance to prove herself, and she'll do whatever it takes to bring him pleasure. Besides, his pleasure is her pleasure. But can she convince him to believe in the magic between them, or will he chalk up their encounter to a little moonlight madness?

• Language: English
• Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
• Release date: Apr 3, 2015
• ISBN: 9781628308310

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Moonlight Madness

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Gina Blake

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.

Moonlight Madness

COPYRIGHT © 2015 by Gina Blake

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Publishing History

First Scarlet Rose Edition, 2015

Digital ISBN 978-1-62830-831-0

Published in the United States of America

Dedication

To everyone who believes in love

but doesn't expect to find it.

Moonlight Madness

Matthew Turner slammed his desk drawer shut, leaned back in his chair, and let go a huge sigh of relief. Whew! That’s it for two weeks.

You off, Matt?

He glanced at Shane, his colleague, shoved his fingers through his dark hair, and let out another deep sigh, as though releasing the breath made room for him to fill up with energy, ready him for his long drive to the sea. Sure am. I can’t wait to get out of here.

Shane looked at him sideways. So, where did you say you’re going again?

Matt was on to him and laughed. The guys had been trying for days to find out where he was headed, but he had studiously avoided answering their pointed questions. He didn’t want company.

Nice try, but I’m not saying except that it’s on a beach. A long way from here. He relished the idea of being alone for two whole weeks, although the idea of a curvy, sexy babe for company wouldn’t go amiss, especially one who would share his capacity for mind-blowing sex. Hell, he hadn’t had any for months. Been too busy. How had he survived?

He’d better get out of here before his fantasy took hold too soon and his cock grew into a full-blown erection. He wouldn’t want anyone to notice the bulge in the front of his pants. I don’t want you guys following me all over the state just to drink my bourbon. And especially not to talk or think about work.

Shane laughed. Man, you really are burned out.

Didn’t he know it? If the corkscrew that formed in his gut every Sunday evening was anything to go by, this getaway hadn’t come a moment too soon. I just need to get away for a couple of weeks. This is my vacation, and that’s exactly what it’s going to be. Matt blew out another breath, stretched, stood, and started for the door.

You’ll be bored out of your skull in two days, Shane called. Guess we’ll see you Monday as usual.

Not a chance, Matt answered over his shoulder. I don’t want to be around people for a while. I just want to be alone with the ocean, the sunset, a good book, and a glass in my hand.

Bet you’ve got a willing woman with great tits waiting for you. Have fun.

Matt stopped, turned, and laughed. That would make it the vacation of my dreams. Unfortunately, it’s not very likely.

He pushed the door open, hurried down the stairs, and headed across the parking lot to his car. He took a long, deep breath of cool late afternoon air before unlocking the door. He felt revitalized just being out of there for a whole two weeks. He’d packed a few of the books he’d always wanted to read but somehow never found the time. He’d packed a few bottles of bourbon, too, just so he could sit on the beach, breathe in the salty air, and watch the sun go down.

Now he had time to think about sex, he couldn’t stop the thoughts or the accompanying feelings bombarding his thoughts. He wouldn’t mind sharing his beach with a woman. A real sexy babe would be terrific, so he could indulge in some all-consuming, mindless sex, work off some pent-up energy. Indulge in her, too.

Man, he’d been so wrapped up in his job he hadn’t realized how much he missed sex. Really missed it.

But he couldn’t have everything all at once. For now, there were other ways a man could take care of his needs. He gave his crotch a rub. Mmmmmm. Feels good. But he could wait.

Except for a sexy woman, this was going to be the vacation he’d dreamed about for weeks. Fourteen days of doing nothing but recharge his batteries.

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