Tea for Two
Kailee Reese Samuels
(The SoS Series)
Publication date: March 28th 2017
Genres: Erotica, Romance
And Sal Raniero can’t keep his ass out of trouble.
He’s spent months learning to keep clients happy to line his wallet. When an unlikely friendship spins his world upside down, Sal ends up discovering the girl of his dreams. Chasing after Bertie the only way he knows how, Sal pushes out of his comfort zone and forces everyone to realize how far he’ll go to get what he wants.
Welcome to the story of Sal & Bertie… where some dreams only end in a nightmare.
TEA FOR TWO – The SOS Series – Book 2 is set within the Juliet world and provides further glimpses into Salvatore Raniero’s backstory.
KAILEE REESE SAMUELS writes contemporary, romantic, and suspense, with an erotic flair. Let her words whisk you away, escaping with delicious guys, toe-curling kisses, and addictive stories.
WARNING: This book contains graphic BDSM, strong sexual situations, and explicit language. Contents intended for MATURE readers 18+ ONLY.
Embracing diversity. Coffee addict. Mango lover. Blueberry fetishist. Sweet peach tea crazy. Red wine devout. Whiskey deviant. Tattooed & pierced. Loves shoes. Collects rosaries. Fanatical organizer/cleaner/list-maker. Never sleeps. Hermit and recluse.
KAILEE REESE SAMUELS has been spinning tales since she can remember. Her books are contemporary fiction with a no-holds-barred attitude. She adores listening to her characters ramble and putting them into situations that push the boundaries.
Creativity is the way to change.
In his mud-covered shoes, he ran the rock driveway to the church. Amidst his rap music blaring in his ears, his phone chimed with a text message.
I miss you. Next time you stroke it, think of me.
His laughter led to him slowing down to a walk. Staring at his phone, he contemplated texting her back.
He passed by the church, noting that Kaci’s car was gone. Maybe they had all left. He knocked on Earl’s door.
Pulling off his hoodie, he jumped off Earl’s porch into the rain. The droplets were cold upon his skin, but this was for art.
Or a dirty selfie.
He did a round of push-ups, tossed his curls, and he went behind Earl’s dilapidated barn. Leaning against the old tin panels, he posed: a smug, mischievous smirk.
Then he took another with a sexy as fuck grin and then hit send.
A few minutes later Mierne responded.
He didn’t have to ask what she wanted. He already knew.
Untying the string on his sweatpants, he stroked his cock hard. The cold rain made it difficult. But once he started thinking about Bertie…her bouncing breasts, her round bottom…his shaft responded.
He snapped picture after picture. And sent ten.
And while he thought he would just wait for her response, his raging hard-on had a mind of its own. In earnest he began to jack himself. Bracing against the barn with one leg bent at the knee, he tilted his head back.
God, he needed to cum.
He heard the voice peep from the lean-to off to the right of him. He pulled the front of his pants up quickly. “Oh, shit.”
Bertie said nothing, shuffling her galoshes in a puddle.
Afraid to look at her, he stared off into the distance.
“I apologize for interrupting,” she nodded and left.
“Bertrand, wait!” he chased after her. His fingers grabbed her yellow raincoat, “I am so sorry.”
“It’s alright. You are a gorgeous man. And whoever is on the receiving end of those pictures is a very lucky lady.”
Heaven help him, she was too polite. Too prim. Too proper. Too good for him.
He scoffed one brief chuckle, looking down at his muddy shoes. “I’m fucking filthy.”
“Yes, in more ways than one, Mr. Raniero.”
Nervous about being alone with her again, he garnered a peek at her, his intense green eyes focusing in on her.
“Well, I best be going before Kaci returns.”
“She took Earl for dialysis. They’ll be a few hours. Come up to the house and take a hot bath before you catch cold. I’ll make some hot tea for you.”
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