Cinnamon (MF)

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 18,514
2 Ratings (2.5)

[Siren Classic: Contemporary Role-Playing Romance]

Cynthia and Tony Crenshaw enjoy adding a little spice to their sex life. An empty Montana train station and a hot summer night hardly seem likely to feature in a sexual fantasy, but it does. After a visit with her elderly grandmother, Cynthia is taking the train to meet Tony when a rock slide leaves her stranded in the station. She is shocked when her gorgeous husband enters and introduces himself as Rod Hardfelt. A delighted Cynthia quickly falls into Tony's fantasy and becomes Cinnamon. After the stationmaster leaves for the night, it isn't long before Rod has Cinnamon nude and begging for satisfaction. They spend the night steaming up the station in pursuit of sexual perfection. Morning finds Cinnamon alone, but achingly happy. Eventually the train arrives and Tony is waiting in the sleeper car wearing his Stetson and a smile.

A Siren Erotic Romance

Cinnamon (MF)
2 Ratings (2.5)

Cinnamon (MF)

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 18,514
2 Ratings (2.5)
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4.5 DELIGHTFUL DIVAS: "Cherie Denis has a creative way of using descriptions. She brings us along on Cynthia and Tony’s sexual fantasy. If you’re interested in a quick, hot, and imaginative read, you may want to give Cinnamon a try." -- Stacey, Dark Diva Reviews

4 CHERRIES: "I love stories where the hero and heroine can’t get enough of each other. This is one of those stories. The passion between Cynthia and Tony is so thick you can cut it with a knife. So is the heat in the train station. I felt like I was there melting along with them and being cooled by the scant breeze from the fan. Ms. Denis’s story drew me in from the first page. I liked the story as is and have already read it again and again. If you want a story that has wonderful characters and lots of steamy sex, then you need to read Cinnamon. Awesome job."-- Tiger Lily, Whipped Cream Reviews

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STORY EXCERPT

 

 

 “Well, well, well. What have we here? Hello there, pretty lady.”

Cynthia nearly jumped out of her skin and off the bench at the sound of a masculine voice. It was familiar, but the thick Texas accent wasn’t. It wasn’t the stationmaster. He sounded like a hick from the sticks. Come to think of it, where was the stationmaster? He should have been back by now with her dinner. Hell, he’d probably gone on to his lonely home and left her to starve to death.

“Hi,” she said. The sunlight behind the stranger blinded her. All she saw were blinding spots of color and a black outline. No way she could see the man’s face.

It was Tony. She’d recognize his voice despite the drawl. She made a move to rush into his arms, but something told her to wait a minute. It could be one of Tony’s games, and she didn’t want to ruin the fun.

“I’m waiting for the train.” As if you didn’t know.

“Hey, great! Me too.”

Yes. He wanted to play one of his games. It would have been nice if he’d let her know ahead of time so she’d have been prepared. But, surprises were fun.

Tony moved out of the doorway, his face still in shadow. In dress shoes and a suit, her husband was an overpowering presence, but in worn blue jeans, cowboy boots, and a Stetson, he was massive.

“What are you doing here?” she finally managed to ask.

“Now, darlin’, that’s no way to speak to a stranger.” Tony pushed up the brim of his hat with the tip of his forefinger and gave her one of his killer smiles. “Relax and follow my lead, missy. I think you will have a great time.”

Damn the man.

She wanted to melt against his hard body, but she didn’t want to make it too easy for him.

She couldn’t wait for the fun to begin. The question was how should she act? She gave him a shy smile.

You lead, I’m with you baby.

 “Umm, you might need to know the train is going to be late,” Cynthia blurted out.

Dimples creased his cheeks. “So I’ve heard.”

Cynthia could barely control her excitement. God. She wanted him so bad it hurt.

Tony winked, and she decided to do as he’d suggested. Relax. Let him lead her into his fantasy. She loved and trusted him with her whole being. Every fantasy they played made her love stronger and made her want him more.

 

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

“I gotta tell you, baby, I sure as hell like everything I see. You have a beautiful bottom. You are one sexy, tempting lady. From your little pink asshole to your swollen clit. Yep. You’re gorgeous. Oh, and let’s not forget your tits. Fabulous. What are they? A thirty-four triple D?”

She arched her spine. “So, you like what you’ve seen. Want to try everything on for size?”

Rod held out his arms. “Holy crap. Are you fuckin’ kidding? I sure as hell do want to make love to every inch of you. Now, come back here and climb on board.”

But she didn’t, not right away. First she made a show out of applying lubricant to her cunt, and Rod watched avidly with lust in his eyes. He moaned, and his cock swelled even larger. Oh, hell. Was she going to be able to get him in this time?

“Hurry up,” he grumbled, holding out his arms. “I’ve had enough. I don’t want to wait another minute.”

Cin laughed and took her time. Half the fun of sex was the anticipation. Rod had a marvelous, well-endowed body, and making love with him was going to be an experience she never wanted to forget. She wanted to make the night last as long as possible.

He shifted his ass on the bench and groaned. She was sure he’d about reached his limit. Semen continued to ooze out his slit, but he wasn’t coming. He was just so full of fluid it could no longer stay inside.

He clenched his cock in one hand and urged Cin closer with his other.

“Wait,” she ordered. She’d never been this cruel to him before. It made her feel very naughty.

“I can’t wait much longer. I want to come inside you. You’ve been teasing me for hours. Come on, Cinnamon. I’ve waited long enough.” His cock wiggled, and she stifled a grin. He was so damn cute with his cock waving in the breeze.

Wearing a smile and nothing else, she bent to take his cock in her mouth. She sucked so hard her cheeks were concave, and Rod’s hips arched off the pew.

Now, it was time. She snapped open the lid of the lube and squeeze a good dollop on the tip of his cock, then put one knee on the pew and lifted her body until she straddled his lap. Rod’s head dropped back, and his groans filled the air.

Cin was surprised to see tears of frustration—what else could they be?—run down his cheeks and pool at his temples. “Okay, mister,” she cooed. “Are you ready?”

“For Christ’s sake,” he growled. “Yes!”

“What do you want?”

“Fuck me, you witch. I want you.” He clasped her waist in his large, warm hands and drove his cock into her.

The last coherent thought Cin had was, “Thank God for lubricant or he would have killed me with the first plunge.” And then she was having so much fun she didn’t have time to be afraid. It was only after his fourth plunge—or was it his fifth?—that Cin remembered they weren’t using a condom.

She was on the pill, but tonight he was a stranger and not her husband. What should she do? His lips pulled back in a grimace signifying his climax was only seconds away. If she jumped off now, he’d blow all over the place and make a huge mess. Not to mention how disappointed they would both be.

So she decided to keep the fantasy alive, keep everything perfect. He was her husband. He was clean and she knew in her heart he was monogamous. She would keep riding him and hope he had as much fun as she was having.

The slick slide of his cock against her vaginal walls emptied Cin’s mind of all but Rod and his penis. His hands were on her breasts, his fingers tugging at her nipples, and Cin whimpered. Her climax was there. Right there. His cock rubbed deliciously on her clit, and his hands worked magic on her nipples. There was no stopping the ride now.

Nothing.

“Oh, my God!” Cin threw her head back.

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