Obey The Need

By M L Smith

Niamh Carmichael is slowly recovering from a recent, painful break up.

She longs to feel wanted and desired again. And, when she meets two gorgeous millionaires, they both make her feel exactly that...

Should she choose tall, dark and brooding Aiden with his deep blue eyes that make her go weak at the knees?

Or, should she choose sexy, fun loving blond, Jake?

Faced with an impossible decision she wonders if she can have her cake and eat it...?

Why can't she have them both...?

In time, Niamh discovers that she can, and the three of them embark on an affair that explores all their mutual desires.

An erotic romance short story with adult content 18+ that follows on from Submit To The Need, but can be read as stand alone.

Millionaire lover's of Dublin book three.

• Language: English
• Publisher: M L Smith
• Release date: Jun 19, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310222023

M L Smith

M. L. Smith is an author of erotic thrillers and erotic romances. Short, dark and Northern, she was born in Edinburgh in the 70's - well, 1970 to Shetland heritage. After a family move down to the North East Coast of England, not far from Whitby as a baby, she has remained there ever since. Married with 2.4 children, she has been an avid reader for as long as she can remember. Growing up, Enid Blyton was her thing, then she progressed to an obsession with crime thrillers, then onto her next obsession... Erotica! When she writes, she likes her males 100% alpha, with a generous dollop of vulnerabilities, and her heroines curvy, ballsy and sassy. She also enjoys reading and writing sensual poetry. She loves her family, Italy and Spain - where she can converse in food and alcoholic drinks related matters, Bloody Mary's and of course, writing. Catch her on her blog!

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Obey The Need

Copyright © by M.L.Smith

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~ Other work by M. L. Smith ~

Beautifully Irresistible

Feel The Need

Tantalised

The Art Class

One Summer

Submit To The Need

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She took a few delicate sips of delicious champagne and tried to calm herself down.

Seated to the left of her was a tall, dark haired, blue eyed sex God of a man named Aiden who could only be described as…brooding.

He dripped charisma from every pore and he was slowly moving his hand up and down her thigh in a delectable pattern causing moisture to pool between her hot legs.

She bit her lip to stifle a moan.

Seated to the right of her was an angelic looking blond called Jake.

His dark, mischievous eyes burned into her and he seemed to know the current torment her body was suffering.

His hand was slowly caressing her thigh too, but his touch was rougher and more demanding as he pushed her legs apart and burrowed inside to touch her. His warm fingers practically burned into her bare skin as they slowly made their way between her legs. Within seconds they were rubbing her throbbing clit through her underwear as she sagged back against the chair.

Obviously he was more like the devil than an angel.

She gasped and the bastard just grinned at her.

It was the sort of grin you would see in a toothpaste advert.