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POKER STUD
ISBN-13: 978-1-59279-657-1 (Electronic)
Publisher: Amber Quill Press
"I've read Ms. Abalard's other poker book, Poker Brat (link to book page on site), so I couldn't wait to read this one... [Ty and Lucy are] opposites in a lot of ways, but this exceptional author uses those things to make the story even more fun." – Dee Dailey, The Romance Studio
“Las Vegas dealer, Lucy Brookfield would like to play poker professionally, and hopes to ask Tyler O'Toole to be her mentor. The man she has privately dubbed the Poker Stud is smart and sexy, but apparently not interested. But when she finally approaches him, she learns that Tyler would love to teach her a few things – and not all of those lessons have to do with poker. Lucy and Tyler have some very inventive ways to master poker, in this sizzling story. POKER STUD is an engaging erotic tale.” -- Jennifer Bishop, Romance Reviews Today
Excerpt from “Poker Stud” © 2007 Barrie Abalard. All rights reserved.
Once she hit the casino's poker area, she cruised the tables, looking for Bill Simmons, her preferred dealer. Instead, she saw Ty sitting at a high-stakes table.
I ask him for a little advice, and he decides to play poker at a completely different casino rather than play at my table. I really must have offended him.
Stepping behind a pillar to be less noticeable, she watched him play. With his dark hair, American-flag-blue eyes and square jaw, he looked like a superhero.
God, but he was hot. She wondered why he still worked full-time for one of the software companies in Vegas. He was good enough to support himself playing poker, not to mention the millions he'd won two years ago at the WSOP. She wondered what he'd done with the money, because he sure hadn't spent it on clothes.
Her gaze followed his card play as fantasies rolled in her mind.
Naked, my arms are restrained behind me as I try to keep my balance on stilettos. Those cobalt eyes of his see my every desire. I know he'll order me to go down on him. It'll be like sucking off Superman. The whole time I'm giving him pleasure, he'll play with the remote control to the vibrator he's inserted inside me, buzzing me to the edge, then backing off. I suck and moan because it's so damned hard to stay balanced, bent over to service him while my arms are locked behind me and my ankles are wobbling in the spike heels and the on-off-on of the vibrator is making me bounce my ass up and down, so badly do I want to be fucked until I come—
“Hello? Hello? Lucy?”
“Huh?” she said, acutely aware that she'd been staring into space, slack-jawed, her pussy wet and aching for action. She felt her face turn hot when she realized who was talking to her—Rod Parsons, a guy with whom she'd had once-in-a-lifetime hot sex.
Excerpt from “Poker Stud” © 2007 Barrie Abalard. All rights reserved.
Amber Quill Press
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