Fast Ride

By DEBBY CONRAD

Holly Mayfield is horny! She hasn't been with a man since her divorce two years ago, and it's driving her crazy. And she's not willing to settle for just anyone. There's only one man who can scratch her itch, her next door neighbor. The only problem is, finding the nerve to tell the man what she needs.

Kenny Larson is perfectly content without a woman in his life, or so he thinks. After losing his wife and son in an auto accident, and while still recuperating mentally and physically, he's not interested in pursuing a romantic relationship, especially with the ditzy redhead next door. But when Holly suggests they have sex for the sake of having sex, he has to admit the idea has a certain amount of appeal. And soon the sparks begin to fly.

Holly and Kenny manage to have plenty of hot, sweaty sex, but can these two mismatched souls find love while romping between the sheets?

• Language: English
• Publisher: DEBBY CONRAD
• Release date: Mar 8, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386227014

DEBBY CONRAD

DEBBY CONRAD has been spinning tales since junior high school when she would force her younger sister and a few close friends to listen to her fantasies and dreams.  Back then she had no idea her silly tales would end up in print, or that her later dream of becoming a novelist would come true. Debby lives with her husband in Erie, Pennsylvania, has two grown daughters, three grandchildren, a Chihuahua and a miniature Dachshund who does not like being ignored while she writes.  Thank you for reading my novel CHANCES ARE.  It is the first book in the Chance At Love series.  If you would like to read more stories about the sexy Bolinger men, please be sure to visit my web site for more information.  Also, be sure to sign up for my mailing list.  www.DebbyConrad.com 

Book preview

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Holly Mayfield was horny! There was no other explanation for the way she’d been feeling. For the past few weeks, she’d been restless, irritable and thinking about mind-blowing sex every waking minute .

Was that normal? And would it pass before everyone she knew realized she was sex starved? Even when she’d been married to Greg, she’d never been a sex maniac, but lately all she thought about was doing the horizontal two-step.

And that wasn’t all. She’d fantasized about doing it in every position she could think of and a few positions she’d never even tried but thought might be interesting.

She wanted to lose herself in a man’s arms, hear him talk dirty in her ear, and drive her wild with need. She wanted his hands and mouth all over her body as she screamed out with pleasure. And she wanted to hear him call out her name when she pleasured him.

There was only one man who could put a smile on her face in those X-rated fantasies of hers--her neighbor, Kenny Larson.

Her pulse sped up in response. Kenny was movie star gorgeous, with the good breeding looks of JFK Jr. and the bad boy image of Nicholas Cage, all rolled into one. And he had this sultry way of looking at her that made her want to strip naked and let him have his way with her.

But he was also cautious, conservative and sensible. And never once had he come even close to making a pass or a suggestive remark to her. Most of their conversations during the past two years were nothing more than heated arguments over any topic that happened to come up.

This was why Holly didn’t think it would be quite as easy as she’d dreamed to get Kenny to satisfy her needs. He basically had no use for her. And how could she blame him? Every time she was near him, she somehow turned into a blundering, inept kook. It only took one look from him, and she’d either stumble, drop whatever she was holding, or say something that made her look and feel totally moronic.

Yet, she still wanted him more than any man she’d ever met, including her ex-husband.

Boy, was she ever hot, thinking about Kenny and all that sweaty sex they could be having. The fact that it was ninety degrees out didn’t help either.

Preparing to water the flowers, she moved to the side of her lakefront cottage, garden hose in hand. She had a feeling she’d see Kenny staring out his kitchen window. Her instincts were correct, she learned, as she rounded the corner.

She watered her flowers daily before dinner, with the exception of when it rained. And most days, Kenny would be perched at the window, watching her, driving her crazy with sexual needs she’d thought were long ago buried.

Trying not to think about Kenny, she lifted a hand to wipe the perspiration from her brow and wondered if this heat was ever going to go away. Falcon Ridge, Pennsylvania had always had a reputation for the cool breezes off Lake Falcon, but not this year. The high temperatures and unbearable humidity had been torturing their small community since mid-July, and here it was nearing the end of August.

Although those hot sticky nights was another reason for which to blame her restlessness, Kenny was the main reason. She pictured a naked Kenny in her bed, lying between the cool sheets beside her. Dark hair, almost black and green eyes the color of jade. A well-muscled torso and killer smile.

A killer smile that could make her melt from the inside out. A small moan escaped her lips. Great! So much for trying not to think about him.

Absorbed in her lusty thoughts, Holly lost her grip on the garden hose and let out a wild shriek as she bent over and made a grab for it. But the thing snaked through the bed of colorful impatiens, spraying a cold mist on the front of her shorts and T-shirt before she was able to retrieve it. She looked down at her sopping, wet clothing and let out a low laugh. As cold as the water dripping from her was, it did nothing to cool her off internally. Her mind was still on hot, steamy sex.

Turning to the side slightly, she saw Kenny was still watching her from his kitchen window. He must think I’m the clumsiest thing alive.

That’s it, she decided. There were only two ways to get over him. One was by having an affair with him. Then, afterward, maybe she’d realize, once the sex proved not to be such a big deal, that she and Kenny had nothing in common. No reason to form any long term commitments or emotional attachments.

Or two, she could put her house on the market and move far away. Maybe join a convent, where she’d have to stop thinking about attacking her neighbor.

But it didn’t take long for her to realize she couldn’t sell her house and move--she loved this cottage. She’d painted and decorated every inch of the place when she’d bought it two years earlier. Besides, her eight-year-old son Jordan had friends here in Falcon Ridge and was looking forward to starting second grade in a few weeks.

Okay, so she was back to thoughts of seduction. If she and Kenny did have an affair, with no strings attached, he could satisfy her sexual cravings and she could move on. Move on to what, she didn’t know, but it sounded like a plan.

All right, she knew what she wanted and needed. Now, the only problem was, getting Kenny to agree to it.

She knew for a fact he hadn’t been with a woman in three years, not since his wife and son died.

Could it be he wanted to keep it that way? Or was it that he hadn’t met anyone who could light a candle to his dead wife?

If that were the case, she wondered what Kenny might think of her. Holly had about twelve pounds to lose to be at her ideal weight, and her breasts were on the small side.

Would Kenny find her inadequate? Unappealing? Well, there was only one way to find out.

K enny, did you hear me?

Kenny reluctantly dragged his gaze from the kitchen window where he’d been enjoying Holly Mayfield’s nicely rounded ass. He glanced over his shoulder at his sister. What did you say?

Libby ran a hand through her short, dark hair and glared at him with those green eyes. I asked, for the second time, if you wanted to go out for dinner this evening, or stay in and eat leftovers.

That’s fine, he said, not realizing he hadn’t actually answered her question. He was anxious to return his focus to his neighbor as she watered her flowers.

Holly had a very seductive look about her. Although he was sure she had no idea she could arouse him with a single flip