What The Hearts Wants #2

By Erica Storm

Handsome, rich, and sexy Evan Hunter wants a woman who doesn’t want him. She lets him know in many ways but he doesn’t take the hint until she packs her clothes and leaves his penthouse apartment. After being dumped by his fiancée for his best friend, he meets Leila Brooks and becomes aware of what was missing in his previous relationship; the best sex of his life.

Beautiful and educated Leila Brooks wants a man who doesn’t want her. After living with her fiancé Troy for a year, she never experiences sexual gratification until she meets Evan, yet she still wants Troy, even after she sees Troy giving another woman what she wished he would give her.
Will Evan and Leila let their previous partners ruin their relationship?

This is part 2 of a 3 part series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Erica Storm
• Release date: Aug 18, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310176050

Erica Storm

Hi, I'm Erica Storm and I write spicy erotica and erotic romance. I have over fifty short titles and box sets to arouse your senses. If you don't have the time to invest in a long novel, you can read my short stories on the go as you wait in the checkout lines. "When you read erotica you feel alive." Happy reading!

Book preview

Chapter 1: Evan

I had been drinking heavily when I came across a woman walking along the Westside highway on my way to my apartment. Minutes before I walked in on Jessica, my fiancée, and Zack my best friend in my private restroom. They don’t see me watching at them through the smoke glass door. I know the shape of these two people like I know the back of my hand. The light is low but I can still see some things and I hear the loud breathing and moan coming from them.

I had been searching around for them in the party but no one admitted to seeing them and then by accident there they were. Jessica sitting on the cabinet with her dress up around her waist, and her legs spread apart wrapped around Zack’s waist, and her arms around his neck and on her finger the large diamond engagement ring I had just given her.

On the cabinet next to Zack’s hand, her blue silk laced panties I bought her in Paris. When she first wore them she took them off and dangled them in front of my nose teasing me getting me excited.

She’s kissing him and sucking his neck. His white shirt is open and his bow tie is hanging to the side. As she kisses him, he’s plunging deeper into her and each time Zack does that, a knife plunges deep into my heart. And each time Jessica kisses him, I die inside because after seeing them together, in a lovers’ sexual embrace, I still want her, I still crave her body.

I desire her even though I know she’s giving him her body, and she would allow my best friend to have her when she refuses me.

The motion of his body says everything; that they are into each other in deep and profound ways that we have never been. I begin to blame myself for their indiscretions and wanton lust for each other. I couldn’t say a word, I was stunned. Standing in the same spot, curious about their relationship, I can’t move, I’m in shock, and I take a few more minutes not believing what I see is actually happening.

Maybe I was spending too much time in my quest for power and money. Maybe I had neglected her or maybe I couldn’t satisfy her sexually. All these things raced through my mind when I wandered in a daze, rushing out of my office, and through a maze of office staff congratulating me on my engagement to a beautiful