Sushi

By Donya Lynne

Some men get better with age, not older.

Jordan never considered dating an older man. Then she crosses paths with Gabe. Even as they eat lunch across the room from each other, their connection is hot enough to set the air on fire.

In the weeks that follow, Gabe endlessly seduces Jordan, tempting her to the point of frustration. But even a man as patient as Gabe can only hold out for so long before he gives them what they both want, taking his seduction to its grand conclusion.

But will the passion Jordan found with Gabe flicker out after only one night? Or become an eternal flame neither can extinguish?

Sushi is a short but sizzling May to December romance that will leave you feeling like anything but cold fish.

Books in the Forbidden Flowers Series
Sushi
Meet Me at Midnight
Jaw Breaker
Sacred
Noise
Hitting the Spot
Show and Tell
Sway
Rough Ride

• Language: English
• Publisher: Donya Lynne
• Release date: Aug 13, 2021
• ISBN: 9781938991493

Donya Lynne

Donya Lynne is the bestselling author of the award winning All the King's Men and Strong Karma Series and a member of Romance Writers of America. Making her home in a wooded suburb north of Indianapolis with her husband, Donya has lived in Indiana most of her life and knew at a young age she was destined to be a writer. She started writing poetry in grade school and won her first short story contest in fourth grade. In junior high, she began writing romantic stories for her friends, and by her sophomore year, she’d been dubbed Most Likely to Become a Romance Novelist. In 2012, she fulfilled her dream by publishing her first two novels and a novella. Her work has earned her two IPPYs, five eLit Awards, a USA Today Recommended Read, and numerous accolades, including two Smashwords bestsellers. When she’s not writing, she can be found cheering on the Indianapolis Colts or doing her cats’ bidding.

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Preface

In January of 2020, as I was in a bit of a writing funk and was trying to plan my projects for the year, I realized that I had a wealth of material I’d written over the past eight years but had never published.

This material accounted for hundreds of hours of work, and it was wasting away in my files, doing nothing for me or you, the reader. It wasn’t generating income, finding new readers for my work, or giving my existing readers anything to chew on while they waited for my next novel.

So I thought, what if I updated, rewrote, reworked, and repackaged this material into a series of fun, sexy short stories and novelettes?

The Forbidden Flowers Series was born.

While there are a few longer stories in the series, most of them are short, simple, and sizzling. The kind of stories you can read in one sitting and require a fan and a cold drink to recover from, with tropes such as older women with younger men, older men with younger women, secret babies, workplace romance, BDSM, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, voyeurism, exhibitionism, and more.

Some stories are spicier than others, some sweeter. Some are funnier, some are more emotional, and some might blow your mind. Some will lead you to other books I’ve written (or will write), and some will leave you wanting more—and definitely let me know which ones do, because if there’s a demand for more from a particular couple, I might write a full novel for them.

For now, enjoy Sushi, the inaugural story of Forbidden Flowers. And I hope you like your sushi hot, because this tuna roll is sizzling!

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Donya Lynne

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Dr. Ophelia’s Office . . .

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We’ve all heard it said that those who can’t do, teach. Well, in my case, I studied. I studied so much that I earned my PhD in clinical psychology. Now I’m the country’s leading expert on women’s sexuality, and everyone calls me Dr. O—and it’s not because my first name is Ophelia. Dr. Ophelia Jusczyk.

At the age of forty-two, I’ve built a highly successful career—and podcast—around the research, analysis, and treatment of sex. Specifically, women’s sex. I’ve even written a bestseller on the subject.

Now I’m working on my second book, an in-depth look at women’s most memorable sexual experiences.

The idea started as a joke six months ago when one of the producers of my podcast suggested it after a particularly colorful guest regaled listeners with her story about the best sex she’d ever had. That show ended up receiving more calls, emails, and feedback than any other in the history of my podcast. Women everywhere wanted to get in on the action and share their own best-sex encounters.

I couldn’t ignore that kind of response, so Dr. O’s Forbidden Flowers: The Best Sex Women Ever Had was born. And based on early interest, it’s going to be a blockbuster.

Who knew that this far into the women’s liberation movement women would still be interested in their own sexual evolution—and revolution? But I guess there’s still a lot to talk about, and, as I’m finding, a lot of women are only just now realizing they are entitled to enjoy sex just as much as men do. Sex isn’t just about making men feel good anymore, it’s about enjoyment for both sexes.

I’ve known that for over a decade, so it’s nice to see more women are catching on and catching up, taking control of their own pleasure.

But now that I’ve taken on this project, my life has become a revolving door of women eager to talk about all the great sex they’ve had, and they’re coming from all over the country to share their stories with me. But most come from good old New York, where I’m based.

Which brings me to Jordan, the romance novelist currently sitting across from me in my Manhattan office.

Jordan lives in Westchester County, north of the city, and saw my ad for research subjects in a Psychology Today magazine while conducting her own research for her next novel.

I like the way he looks at me, she says of the man who gave her the best sex of her life—and is still giving it, since they’re still dating. I like the way he touches me.

What way is that? I ask, making a note on my legal pad.

She smooths her palms down the front of her bias-cut skirt. It was a gift from him. A fact she revealed when she told me he’d taken her shopping at Nordstrom last week to help her pick out something fun to wear to a party they’d been invited to. He also bought her some new lingerie it sounds like they put to good use later that night.

Jordan’s smile is one of wondrous infatuation, all hearts and sparkling rainbows. "He looks at me like he can’t believe I’m his. Like he’s the luckiest man on Earth because I chose him. Her whole body seems to draw in on itself as if she’s trying to contain her passion. And he touches me with this incredibly erotic sense of fascination. Like he’s thinking of all the ways he wants to make me come and can’t wait to get me alone. But he’s gentle, you know? Tender. But with an edge of . . ." She searches the ceiling for the right word.

Impatience? I suggest.

Yes. She practically breathes the word. Impatience. There’s an eager undercurrent of longing in his touch, even when all he’s doing is holding my hand or guiding me through a crowd with his palm resting against the small of my back. A girlish smile plays over her mouth as she looks down.