Is All That For Me?

By Janet R Berg

Would You Love To Escape Your Everyday Life?

Don’t Miss Your Chance!

Sail Away Now With Maggie On The Erotic Adventure Of A Lifetime!

Since her mother passed, single woman Maggie is now free to live on her own terms. And live she will!

Maggie is determined to explore, to live and to experience. But not even open-minded Maggie could have anticipated the swirls of pleasure that would flow freely on-board her cruise.

Seven lovers in 12 days is not for the faint hearted.

But there is nothing faint hearted about Maggie’s insatiable desire for champagne, intriguing male company and an endless supply of orgasms, all delivered while constantly moving to the intoxicating swell of the ocean.

From her private cabin, to the upper deck, through the casino and the restaurants, travel with Maggie as she explores the decadence of life on the high seas where anything goes and nobody knows!

Don’t miss your opportunity to devour the very next offering of erotica by this exciting new author.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Vivid Publishing
• Release date: Nov 9, 2015
• ISBN: 9781925341799

Janet R Berg

Janet Berg resides in Australia on the Gold Coast, which is a popular tourist mecca. She is retired and lives with her mother and a very spoilt Maltese dog called Rumba. Janet enjoys traveling, spending time with friends and family, cooking, drinking good wine, reading and listening to music. In writing Melt Me Again – A Riveting & Passionate Erotic Romance, Janet has transferred one of her life-long ambitions onto Maggie, the main character. It will take a handful of sexy lovers from the cruise, mixed liberally with hot, steamy sex scenes, sprinkled with interesting Australian locales, and topped with titillating dialogue to create the right formula. To increase your reading pleasure, you may like to be introduced to Maggie, by reading Janet’s first novella, Lick Me - An Erotic Sexual Journey. You will come to know Maggie’s personality and the challenges she previously faced. Then you can celebrate the decadence of life on a vacation when you read Is All That For Me – An Erotic Romp On The High Seas. Maggie kicks up her heels and enjoys a cruise from Australia to Asia, with more lovers than there are life-boats. Janet hopes you will savor every delicious bite and enjoy the last story in the Maggie trilogy.

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Would You Love To Escape Your Everyday Life?

Don’t Miss Your Chance!

Sail Away Now With Maggie On The Erotic Adventure Of A Lifetime!

Since her mother passed, single woman Maggie is now free to live on her own terms. And live she will!

Maggie is determined to explore, to live and to experience. But not even open-minded Maggie could have anticipated the swirls of pleasure that would flow freely on-board her cruise.

Seven lovers in 12 days is not for the faint hearted.

But there is nothing faint hearted about Maggie’s insatiable desire for champagne, intriguing male company and an endless supply of orgasms, all delivered while constantly moving to the intoxicating swell of the ocean.

From her private cabin, to the upper deck, through the casino and the restaurants, travel with Maggie as she explores the decadence of life on the high seas where anything goes and nobody knows!

Don’t miss your opportunity to devour the very next offering of erotica by this exciting new author following her own maiden voyage with Maggie in Lick Me – An Erotic Sexual Journey (released May 2015).

Reader Advisory: This story has graphic sexual language and scenes – no looking through the port-holes now!

Note from the Author

This story is intended for readers 18 years and older, and is written as a great stand-alone read.

However, to increase your reading pleasure, you may like to be introduced to the main character, Maggie, by reading my first book, Lick Me – An Erotic Sexual Journey.

You will come to know her personality and the challenges she faced previously. Then you can celebrate the decadence of life on a vacation when you read Is All That For Me? An Erotic Romp On The High Seas.

Please keep in mind this novella is a work of fiction. While locations and businesses mentioned in the book are real, they are used in a way that is purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

The main character Maggie is reckless and practices unsafe sex. What’s acceptable in fiction isn’t safe in reality, so please use protection.

Book three is on the way, and I hope you’ll enjoy Maggie’s next adventures and marvel at her insatiable desires.

One

Next!

I step up to the counter.

Name?

Maggie McConnell.

He bangs the keyboard. No, it’s not here. Did you print out an eticket?

I pass it to him. This guy should not be dealing with the public. He’s grumpy, abrupt and his nasal hair needs trimming.

He attaches the luggage tag to the handle of my case and hands me my boarding pass. Your flight leaves in an hour. Gate five. Next!

No please or thank you, have a good trip or even a smile.

I make my way to Customs, and place the iPad in one basket, my handbag in another. As usual, I set off the alarm walking through the arch. Shoes off and try again. This time success, so I collect my belongings. Then I’m set upon by the ‘human vacuum’. Do I look like your average drug dealer or addict? He tests my belongings and I’m free to go. At least, he is pleasant. This incessant checking is ostensibly necessary for our own safety, but sometimes they appear extreme.

I head to the bar, and order a glass of Shiraz. There are comfortable chairs to relax in and people-watch. I’m surprised that the departure lounge is so busy for this time of night. The information board confirms several flights due to leave for Sydney and Melbourne. My flight to Perth, scheduled to leave at eight o’clock, looks as if it will be on time. Good news for me!

Is there any talent nearby? Yes! That guy looks interesting. Right age, clean cut, nice looking and reading Newsweek. Good start. Oh, oh! Forget him. His female partner has returned. Across the lounge, I spy hassled parents. The woman is holding a crying baby, while the man supervises two noisy toddlers. God, I hope they’re not on my flight.

There’s time for another glass of wine. It might help me sleep with a five-and-a-half-hour flight ahead of me. We land at midnight, local time. By the time I collect my luggage, it will be late. Forty kilometers from the airport to Fremantle. I so deserve this break. I’ve spent a few days babysitting and I need to get away from the Gold Coast. The memories of Mum’s death, the haunted house and my shattered dreams have become too much. I’m feeling insecure and fragile. Pampering and sex is all I want.

*     *     *

A tall handsome man in uniform holds up a placard displaying my name. I walk towards him smiling.

Hello, that’s me. I see his name tag. How are you, Jake? Sorry my booking is so late.

I’m well, thank you, Miss McConnell. Late nights don’t worry me. Only one case? he asks as he takes the handle.

Yes, it’s heavy though. I follow him through the throng of people at the arrivals lounge and out into the car-park. I’m so grateful I booked a limousine transfer. The taxi queue is long.

During the trip, Jake tells me interesting information about Perth and Fremantle, and the problems with competition from Uber. He asks what I’m doing in Fremantle, and I find out what Jake enjoys in his spare time. His hobbies are anything to do with water: swimming, surfing, sailing or boating.

We arrive at the B & B. My instructions are to walk to the back of the premises. I have the security code for my room. It’s one a.m. and I try to be as quiet as possible. The wheels on my case rumble on the paving as Jake follows me to the door.

I requested a ground floor room, and as I open the door, soft golden lights welcome me. The king-sized bed is beckoning. I’m exhausted. Jake puts my suitcase on the stand. I stretch my body and arms, trying to loosen the kink.

Sit and I’ll massage your shoulders, he points to the chair. I remove my scarf and sit. His strong hands start on my head, fingers pushing and rubbing. It’s heavenly. Then he moves to my neck and shoulders, kneading, pushing, pulling and massaging.

You’re exceptionally tight. Jake pinches the muscles along the top of my shoulders.

You need heat to relax them. Get under the shower and I’ll come and massage you.

A lamb to the slaughter! Obediently I walk into the bathroom, strip off my clothes, and then stand under the flowing hot water.

A naked Adonis enters and stands behind me, massaging my shoulders. Do you mind if you get your hair wet?

No, I mumble, that’s fine.

The hot water streams over my face and head as Jake continues his massage. I lean into him and his hardness pushes against my body. He turns me, clutches my butt and pulls me towards him. His kiss is passionate, forcing his tongue between my lips, stabbing and poking. I moan and open my mouth to indulge him.

He lifts me and places me on the vanity bench, which is cold on my bottom. His rigid member heads straight for my receptive darkness as my legs open. I lean back on my arms and push towards him as he enters me, my legs now wrapped around his waist. He leans forward, still deep inside, and kisses my breasts. Fingers find my sensitive bud, and I’m totally in the zone. Pounding and rubbing before I’m gone.

Yes, yes. Oh, God! That’s wonderful.

He removes his hands, but keeps moving inside of me. After a few moments, he lifts me off the bench and we return to the running water. His hands are everywhere: on my breasts, massaging my shoulders and head, strumming my button. It’s warm, sensuous and exciting. My eyes close to the amazing sensations. Jake is fully in control.

He moves me sideways towards the john, positions my hands on the closed seat and bends me forward. His fingers enter my slit and I moan. He follows with a thrust before plunging deep inside me once more. It’s wet and hot and steamy, and I’m in another world. He’s filling me to the limit, and it’s exquisite. His hands reach under my body, finding