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Eva2I’m really proud of the work a bunch of authors are doing in the Sexy to Go monthly erotic boxed sets. I know, it’s a new concept and us authors are still getting used to it too. But I gotta tell you, I can get used to this kind of writing REALLY EASY!

To show you what I mean, here’s an excerpt from Sexy to Go, Volume 4 that comes out April 30th at all major ebook retailers. Drool now, buy later is my motto! 🙂

Title: Broad Daylight

Author: Tara Quan


Their gazes locked as he selected a slice of pear and used it to trace the shape of her mouth. Her heart pounded. With a boldness fueled by adrenaline and tipsiness, she swirled her tongue around the tip. She watched sweat gather over his forehead as she clamped her teeth over the succulent morsel. Biting off a piece, she savored it with measured slowness.

She licked her lips, and watched his Adam’s apple rise and fall. Mesmerized by his response, she trailed the back of her fingers down the center of his neck and past his collarbone. Fluttering her lashes, she scraped the edge of her thumb over his taut skin.

He brought his hand to her nape, tangled his fingers through the elastic at the base of her head. His hard pull bent her neck back. The tension between them mounted, thickening until electricity seemed to sizzle through the air.

Their waiter’s arrival shattered the moment. As small plates and cups filled the space between them, Damien fed himself the remaining pear. Then he dropped one hand under the tablecloth, and closed his fingers over her knee.

His posture deceptively relaxed, he thanked the waiter in Bernese German while he hiked up her skirt. Dimples grooved his cheeks as her legs began to shake. The callused pads of his fingers crept up her sensitive inner thighs. In broad daylight, with a small crowd surrounding them and a server in hearing distance, she had no recourse but to glare at him in stunned silence.

She clamped her knees together as tight as she could, but the defense seemed too little, too late. Inside her boots, her toes curled. She struggled to remain still as his nails scraped her panties.

He pressed his thumb over her clit and circled. Her hands flattened on the table. Horror, embarrassment, and wanton madness warred as the thin cotton dampened. Her inner muscles clenched, the demanding emptiness at her core intensifying despite her best attempt to focus on anything but his illicit caress.

An eternity seemed to pass before their waiter departed. To her relief and dismay, Damien withdrew his fingers. Her brows drew together as he reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a black cylinder. “What are you—”

“Shh.” His gripped her shoulder while his other hand disappeared under the table. “You lied to me. You got hurt. You gave the woman who left me at the altar most of your worldly possessions.” He pulled down the crotch band of her panties and positioned the cold, smooth object between her labia. “You’ve earned this punishment.”

She squirmed on the seat as she glanced around to see if anyone was looking. Upon discovering no observable interest, she released a pent-up breath. Now that her husband had removed his hand from between her legs, they must appear as a nondescript young couple enjoying sunshine and a gorgeous view of the Alps.

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Uh huh. You’re gonna buy that, right? A completely normal, nondescript couple. How much longer will that facade hold I wonder?

Find out in Sexy to Go, Volume 4 – out April 30th.