Saturday Spice: Naked Treats

by Pepper on March 23, 2013

Hi Again Readers: All April I’ll be celebrating the 2nd Anniversary of my first novella, Naked Treats. I’ll be visiting nine different author blogs and doing a great giveaway at the end of my tour. Stay tuned for details for a chance to win! Plus the book will be on sale at all location for just 99 cents during the month of April. Meanwhile, here are the opening paragraphs of Naked Treats, just to whet your appetite.

WARNING: This post contains adult content. By reading further you certify that you are at least 18 years of age. 

NakedTreatsCover-medZack Cranston’s new favorite thing was breakfast with Rose. On the first and third Sunday of every month she would arrive at dawn, let herself in using the key he’d given her, and quietly go to work in his kitchen. By the time he got up at ten or so, she’d have concocted a culinary masterpiece for him. Eggs Benedict or crepes or seafood omelets with fresh fruit and wonderful, exotic coffee.

And she would serve it to him naked.


Well, there was the tiny lace apron she wore tied at her slender waist, but that hardly counted since he could see right through it.

While he ate she would sit across from him at the glass-topped table by the window sipping her coffee and nibbling dry toast. The fact that she often assumed a somewhat relaxed position, her thighs parted, was a distraction to be sure. And after the third or fourth Sunday he’d formed an indelible association between the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and glimpses of her neatly trimmed pussy. That association had caused him discomfort more than once in client meetings.

 The fact that she was so relaxed with her nakedness, which he’d loved at first, had lately begun to make him slightly uneasy. What if someone in a neighboring building glanced across? Since he paid for her culinary services shouldn’t he be the only one privy to the view of her voluptuous breasts and breathtaking behind?

He had that thought this morning as he watched her at the stove, where she was poaching eggs and making Hollandaise sauce. He’d gotten up unusually early using the excuse of a hangover, but he really craved watching her work. The open floor plan of the condo gave him an almost unobstructed view, and oh, he was being richly rewarded this morning for his loss of sleep.

Rose’s body wasn’t perfect, but she was healthy and young and her curves were lush and utterly feminine. As she stirred the sauce her whole body moved along with the circular motion of the wooden spoon. Her breasts bobbed and swayed, her hips undulated, her long, sable hair swung like a satin curtain. She was really something to see.

Zack swallowed hard and popped a wedge of grapefruit into his mouth.

“Marry me, Rose,” he said without thinking, his eyes glued to her dusky nipples.

As soon as he heard the words escape his mouth a flash of panic went through him. Why had he said such a thing? He didn’t even know her.

What if she said yes just to mess with him?

But Rose simply turned and smiled at him, her dark lashes sweeping her cheeks.

“Eat your fruit, Mr. Cranston,” she said primly, “the sauce is almost ready.”

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Hope you enjoyed that little teaser. If you just can’t wait another minute, you can go any buy Naked Treats right now at full price from Amazon here or Barnes and Noble here.

Join me here next Saturday for all the details of the anniversary blog tour and giveaway. Have a great week!

Let’s read something spicy!

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