Published On: September 7th 2015
Genres: Erotic Suspense
Publisher: Self Published Purchase Links:
“What happens in Silver Creek…stays in Silver Creek.”
After spending the summer as a recluse due to a bad break-up, Nicole Saunders agrees to go to The Heat Wave Festival with her best friends, Kacey and Tyler.
Along with three other friends, they plan to take a shortcut through the small town of Silver Creek. The last thing any of them expect is to become lost and end up pulling into a motel for the night.
The Creek Motel is isolated and the last place Nicole wants to be, especially after meeting the glacial owner. But her discomfort is soon forgotten as she finally gives in to her feelings and asks Kacey and Tyler to spend the night with her.
This should be bliss, but it quickly turns into a nightmare when she discovers that one of their friends has mysteriously disappeared from her locked room in the middle of the night.
Worried, Nicole presumes the worst, but she will soon discover that isolation can be the perfect stage for those who have something to hide…and that Jayne's disappearance is more disturbing than any of them could have guessed.
This title contains explicit language and scenes of a sexual and/or violent nature which some readers may find disturbing.
“Right, I can’t watch this shit.” Kacey grunted as he got up. “It’s one thing getting a hard-on over you, baby girl. The fact that Tyler happens to be in the picture . . . I’m freaking slightly.”
I pulled away from Tyler, my breath somewhat shallow as I angled my head so I could glance at Kacey. “I don’t want you to go.”
Tyler didn’t shift his focus from me, and realization slowly slipped across his features. “You weren’t just referring to me, right?”
Heat claimed my cheeks. I shook my head, and the smallest dose of guilt began to stab at me.
“I think I could kinda love you both in my own way. I have…sometimes, I have—God, why is this so hard?” I took a deep breath. “There have been times when I’ve wondered what…across the years, I’ve sometimes wondered—sometimes, I have considered risking our friendship.” I looked over at Kacey. “Do you understand what I am saying to you?”
“You’re usually naked when I imagine you saying you want me, but yeah, I understand perfectly.”
My jaw tensed. “I hate you sometimes. I hate the way you treat women, and that you can’t keep your dick in your pants or your damn mouth shut—”
“But you still want me, right?” He moved closer to me. “When are you going to get it in your head that you’re not just some girl, Nikki? You’re our girl.”
“I want you both,” I said quietly, not caring that my voice was trembling along with the rest of my body, or that my cheeks were on fire. “I have for a while.”
“If we try this—” Tyler took a deep breath. “—and it doesn’t feel right—”
“We’ll stop,” Kacey promised as he slid his hand beneath my halter neck top and began caressing my skin. “You say it, baby, and we’ll stop and forget all about it. No harm. No foul. Friendship intact.”
My stomach flipped at the feel of his fingers circling my navel. “And if I don’t want to stop?”
An unreadable look crossed Tyler’s face, and my heart skipped as Kacey moved behind me. The warmth of his body seeped into my back while his fingers painted trails of heat across my abdomen and along my ribs.
“Then what happens in Silver Creek stays in Silver Creek, unless you decide otherwise.” Kacey pressed his lips to my ear. A shiver ran down my neck and spine. “Does that sound fair?”
I closed my eyes and tilted my head to the side as his lips brushed against my jawbone and down the side of my throat. A groan escaped me as his hand closed over my bare breast and he squeezed eagerly. Tyler’s hands fell from my hips, and I felt Kacey’s right hand splaying on my stomach as he pulled me closer and ground his growing erection into my lower back.
“Yes or no, Nikki?” he asked raggedly. “Tyler ain’t the only one whose been fantasizing about this baby, and I hate to remind you but I’m not exactly patient.”
I opened my eyes and looked at Tyler, watching as he pulled his T-shirt off and revealed the lean muscles of his abdomen and arms. I reached up and cupped his jaw, idly running my thumb along his bottom lip, while I lifted my left arm and wound it around the back of Kacey’s head. I slid my fingers in to his mass of curls and pulled playfully. “Yes.”