Any Way West
Hollywood Cowboys 1

Professional Reviews

4 CHERRIES: "How can a woman resist loving two men, especially when one used to be a bona fide cowboy? How can she chose only one and which one won’t break her heart? The answers can be found in the very sensual and erotic romance of Any Way West. The book basically jumps into a reunion of old lovers and the internal conflict is just enough to give good reasons for making what happens believable and interesting. Carly is an artist who returns to the home she knew. A place filled with hot memories of a lover and sadness and hurt because of the same guy. I thought Carly to be a pretty courageous woman because it isn’t easy to go back and face the past. Especially when said past starts unloading your truck. Jake is the man with some serious growing up to do. He was pretty stupid way back when. At least, that’s my take on it. I guess he was scared mostly, but being a typical guy, he didn’t handle his emotions well and didn’t make the best choice in dealing with them. Now he has to decide once and for all – what does he really want out of life and what is he willing to do to make it happen. It gets more complicated because it’s not just him this time around. He’s got serious competition. Trey acts like a happy sexual facilitator. He is very interested in Carly, doesn’t mind sharing and has the sensitivity to realize what is really going on. His contribution to the story makes it sizzle and pop and he’s a really nice guy. It was a toss-up as to who I liked better for Carly. Ms. March did an awesome job with the waterfall scene. I loved the buildup, the descriptions and the scorching love scenes. I also thought the author chose the most romantic and perfect place for what she chose to have happen there. Ms. March wove many opportunities for the threesome to explore their sexual cravings and no sensual stone was left unturned throughout the story. She has a way with words and if a reader is looking for well choreographed and steamy scenes then this book will satisfy. Any Way West is the book to read for a reader who is in the mood for a romance filled to the brim with hot and inventive ways that burn up the pages with a wild and passionate threesome. The buildup to Carly’s eventual choice was believable and enjoyable. The author had a good grasp of what makes a ménage work and has the descriptions and dialogue to prove it. It’s a quick read and quite entertaining; and I think it will appeal to readers who like deliciously naughty romances with a happily ever after totally in line with the personalities of the hero and heroine." -- Xeranthemum, Whipped Cream Reviews

4 DELIGHTFUL DIVAS: "I seem to be on a ménage bend as of late but with stories like Any Way West how can I not be? Especially when the two men in the story happen to be sizzling hot cowboys! With Trey , Jake and Carly, Ms March has weaved a bittersweet tale of lost then found again love in Any Way West. While the storyline may be bittersweet, the characters are anything but. I love how spunky and in charge of her life, Carly is. She’s been hurt but is she going to let that stop her from taking what she wants? Hell, no! Ms. March is a woman after my own heart, because not only did she create a spunky heroine, she paired her up with two studly men who approach lovemaking in two entirely different ways. I was panting before I was even a quarter of the way through this delightful story. I was so sorry to see it end. Perhaps, Ms March might be convinced to bring these three charming characters back again, in another story. (possibly a story for Trey – hint- hint.) So if you want something that will tug on your heartstrings while still raising your pulse, then Any Way West is the perfect book for you." -- Dakota, Dark Diva Reviews

"Any Way West is another hot offering from a very talented author, Tampa’s own Eliza March. In it, she reunites two ex lovers, Carly a sculptress who just so happens to own a ranch in New Mexico where her ex-lover Jake, and his friend Trey find her while scouting out sets for a movie on which they’re stuntmen. Carly is [scared to] death to think that these two thrill-seekers might be attracted to her (thanks to her previous husband who died in a bull riding accident) and is none-too-happy to find Jake back in her life with a similar dangerous attraction. But her own attraction to Jake and Trey is too hard to ignore, and as it seems the two men can’t keep their hands to themselves. It’s clear that interest is completely mutual. A no-strings-attached tryst might just ease the intrigue—or maybe not, if dear ole Jake has his druthers, along with his way with Carly. Can they all keep it purely on a physical level, or will sparks and love ensue in this beautiful landscape? And who will Carly [ultimately] choose—or will she have to make a choice? You’ll have to read this to find out. This is only the latest in Eliza March’s long list of spicy works, and it is very spicy and should not disappoint her dedicated fans. Vividly drawn landscapes and the sparse, yet lovely portrayal of Carly’s inner demons and of course, her artistic talent only added to my appreciation of Ms. March’s talent. I highly recommend anything she does, and Any Way West is no different." -- Julianne Draper, Examiner.com

"I'm going to lay it on you straight. I am not sure where, if any, is the best place to read this other than somewhere private. You definitely do not want to read this in public. Because this book is hot! Word of advice? Make sure you have a glass of ice water or something while you read this to keep you cool, make sure if you do read this in public you have spare panties in your purse because you'll need to change once finished. Hot from beginning to end with little time to breathe in between. Yep, just that awesome. lol. This was my first read by Eliza March and I really enjoyed it...I mean really really enjoyed it." -- Jessica Rabbit, Jessica Rabbit's Corner

Excerpt

STORY EXCERPT

Carly looked dazed when she looked up at Jake, and Trey looked pleased with himself.

Damn him.

Jake walked down the hall to toss his stuff in the room Carly told him was his, and then he returned, furious at Trey, disgusted with himself, and desperate for this woman.

“You want him?” he demanded and dragged her roughly against his chest. “Be careful how you answer because this is what you get with me.” His hold on her was tight and forceful, leaving no doubt what he meant. “I’ve never been gentle, and I’m not a placid man.”

He stared Trey down and waited for her answer. Jake held his breath without realizing it until she nodded. The disappointment gutted him. When he exhaled, a low moan escaped.

As he turned away, he thought he heard her murmur, “I want him, Jake, but I need you.”

Had he misunderstood? He stopped and turned back. Taking her by the shoulders, he pushed her in the direction of his room. “We need a minute.”

“No, Jake,” she said, the sound of her voice getting all deep and throaty as they entered the room. “We’ll need more than a minute. Can Trey come, too?”

He had heard her right. “No! Absolutely not—”

Carly touched her fingers to his lips, interrupting him, and whispered, “Wait. Listen.”

“Go on, talk.”

“In my present state, I think I might wear one cowboy out.” She gave him a cock-eyed grin. It made him suspect she really didn’t think he’d need help.

“You’d be wrong.” He almost laughed, then lightly cuffed her under the chin. “I don’t wear out so easily.”

“I know.” She flashed him a wide-eyed smile, and her expression stopped him from making the wrong decision.

“I’ve been alone for two years,” she admitted, explaining her needs. “I’m an artist. I sculpt, carve, mold, and paint. Nudes mostly. Lovers.”

She ran a hand over Jake’s shoulders, down his chest. She fondled his nipples through his shirt before moving lower. “I’ve been without inspiration. Without a model. Without sex. I need you. Both of you. The fast and furious, and the soft and tender.”

“Oh, so you just want to use us for our bodies?” Part of him wanted to rejoice. She needs me.

 Part of him wanted to rebel because she wanted Trey too.

“No strings, just artistic inspiration? I think we can handle that.” Secretly relieved she wanted him at all, Jake blew out a breath, thinking about Trey. “And sharing will make life easier on us. Trey tends to sulk.”

Trey must have been eavesdropping outside the room until he heard what Jake said, then he rounded the door and sandwiched Carly between him and Jake so fast Jake didn’t have time to object.

Carly started to laugh, but Jake just kissed her quiet, staking his claim with his mouth. He wanted to leave her with the impression of being conquered by a warrior who took what he wanted from the vanquished. His kiss plundered her as he drove his tongue between her lips and tangled his tongue with hers. She smelled fresh and flowery, light like a spring day. Her scent calmed his desperation, and her taste satisfied him as nothing ever had.

While Trey pressed into her from behind, sliding his hands around to her breasts, Jake cupped her mound and slid his fingers between her thighs.

Too many clothes.

ADULT EXCERPT

Trey unzipped his jeans, slid them down his hips, toeing off his boots at the same time. He gripped his cock in one hand and lifted his heavy balls in the other. He was packing a nine-inch, thick, uncut cock most ladies couldn’t take all at once. But Carly looked over at him through her sexual haze and smiled when she saw it.

“I bet you know just how to handle that big boy. Bring it over here so I can get a closer look.”

She gasped just then as Jake spread her legs and penetrated her with two fingers.

“You like that? How’s this feel? Can you take three?” Jake had Carly writhing on the bed, and he hadn’t even finished undressing himself.

Jake climbed off the bed and pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his broad, well-defined chest and his bulging biceps.

Trey worked out every day, but he didn’t have Jake’s bulk or definition. The man had an award-winning physique, one most body builders would kill for. Other men worked hard to obtain what Jake built the old-fashioned way—hard muscle forged from manual labor and good hard work. Good genes didn’t hurt.

Jake kicked off his boots and undid his pants.

Trey turned his attention to Carly and let her watch Jake finish peeling the layers away while he focused his attention on the swollen nub begging for his attention at the apex of her thighs. He lifted her knees, kissing the inside of her legs all the way up to her pale pink pussy. He spread her folds open and smiled. Her inner lips were hot pink and dripping wet. He parted them and licked from her ass to her clit in one long, smooth stroke that had her arching up off the bed.

“You like that?” He fingered her opening, once, twice and licked her again. Her groan was her only response, so he figured he’d try something else. He suckled her clit, rapidly strumming his tongue like a pick over guitar strings until she grabbed his head between her hands, holding him in place while she bucked beneath him, and finally screamed out in pleasure.

Jake climbed on the bed, naked and semi-aroused. His cock wasn’t even fully erect, and it hung half way to his knee. He kissed her quiet, gentling her as she came. “Babe, you were primed to go off like a Fourth of July firecracker.”

“Not surprising. I haven’t come with a partner in two years.” Her breathing sounded ragged. “What else did you have in mind?”

“Wow! Two years? Under the circumstances, whatever you want,” Jake said, and Trey wondered what had come over his partner. Somehow their roles ended up reversed for the moment.

“Now that your tension is relieved a bit, let’s have some fun.” Trey knew what he had in mind. He wanted his dick pressed between her pretty pink lips, and as hard as his throbbing cock felt, he didn’t care which set. He could hardly wait to see if she could take all of him.

Carly said, “Why don’t you both lay down and cuddle next to me so I can touch you, explore you. I’ve wanted my hands on a hard man for a while now.”

When she came up with that suggestion, Trey wanted to cry. “I’m not sure how much cuddling I can take. You’ve got one hard man right here, darlin’.” He growled beneath his breath. He didn’t think he’d garner the control to hold back much longer, not throughout her arousing explorations.

“Try self-control.” Jake grunted and settled in beside her, draping one arm possessively across her waist.

Trey heard the command in Jake’s voice. He bit the inside of his cheek and encouraged her. “Please, feel free to explore all you want.” Rolling on his side, he leaned on an elbow to give her better access. He played with one long, dark tress hanging over her shoulder and teased her nipple with it. He thought of a cold day, a cold shower, playing baseball, math, anything to keep his mind off coming.

She touched his chest. “I miss the sensation of touching a man’s silky velvet skin as it expands over rock-hard muscle.”

He thought maybe she meant something entirely different than his biceps when the backs of her fingers slowly followed the defined trail of hair down his abdomen and brushed his eager cock. He sucked in a deep breath. The damn thing was leaking with pre-cum, already primed and ready for her.

He held his breath, too focused on his own body’s reaction to her to notice where her other hand was, but he heard Jake’s low moan at the same time she said, “I love the way the veins bulge and pulse beneath the surface, and how they strain as you’re pushed to the limits of your control.”

He knew where her other hand was then.

When she lifted her face to him, her cheeks were pink and her eyes were glassy with need. “Trey, kiss me, and then come up here and let me taste you.”

He looked down where her fingers tried to circle his girth, then back to her eyes. They glittered with mischief. Maybe that ex-boyfriend had a point. Carly may be some kind of fae sex siren after all. Trey was already harder than he ever remembered being. He grinned at her and nipped her lips.

She raised an eyebrow as she turned her attention to stroking his cock, and she stared at Jake’s.