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After turning to Genetic Harmony Inc. for a husband, Fila Leonard doesn’t get just one man to meet her needs, but three!
Chuck is the consummate handyman around the house, and he looks sexy in a tool belt and nothing else.
Charles fills out a business suit to perfection and uses his alpha personality in the bedroom as well as the boardroom.
As for Chad, he can seduce a woman in more than one language and turn even the worst cliché into a romantic fantasy.
Fila should be deliriously happy. Instead, she’s having a hard time juggling everyone’s needs.
Chuck is cooped up at home all day and anxious for children. Charles is a workaholic, and Chad is angry she hasn’t introduced the three of them to her parents.
Oh, yeah, and Fila hasn’t told Mom and Dad about her genetically identical spouses yet. It’s not easy being a married woman, not even with three perfect mates.
Genre: Erotic Sci-Fi Romance
Release Date: March 26, 2013
Publisher: Loose Id
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Chuck deepened the kiss until our tongues tangled. He walked me back toward the oversize bed on the far side of the room. I finally forced him to break for air when I caught the hem of his T-shirt and tugged it over his head. Before he could pull me close again, I stepped back to admire what I’d uncovered.
“Mmm.” I licked my lips in appreciation.
He looked like a fantasy come to life, standing there shirtless with his tool belt on. A smattering of hair peppered his chest and formed a line that arrowed down until it disappeared beneath his waistband. He had a subtle tan line that showed where his T-shirt had been. For some reason, the change in skin tone made me grin. Unable to resist, I ran my palms up his chest and across his broad shoulders.
“You look so sexy,” I told him.
“You’re the sexy one.” He brushed a stray strand of blonde hair off my shoulder before undoing the buttons on my blouse. “How did I get so lucky?”
I felt the same way. And I was about to get even luckier.
My blouse hit the floor, leaving the way clear for him to cup my breast through my bra. Then he was kissing me again, fogging my brain with lust and mounting urgency. He shifted his hold, and I felt his callused hands glide up my back. He popped the clasp of my bra and slipped the straps down my arms, leaving me topless.
Although I was anxious to feel his palms chafe my nipples, I didn’t want him to get ahead of me. I locked gazes with him as I stepped out of my shoes and sank to my knees. The laces on his work boots required some effort to loosen, but that just built my anticipation. If the bulge in his blue jeans was anything to go by, the suspense was getting to him too.
I tossed each shoe over my shoulder and heard the muted thunk of impact as they hit the old beige carpet we had yet to replace. Under the circumstances, the mismatched socks I discovered on his feet struck me as endearing. He was always making little wardrobe mistakes like that, even though I did the laundry and sorted everything for him. Both the sock with the striped toe and its unmarked mate landed silently beside his boots.
When his gaze lowered to my bare breasts, I felt a hot flush spread across my skin. My nipples pebbled under the attention and grew so sensitive I couldn’t resist leaning into his legs. The thick denim covering them was infused with his body heat and strafed the tips of my breasts with every move I made. That included when I slipped my hands up his long legs to reach for his fly.
The pop of the button and the rasp of the zipper were barely audible beneath my heavy breathing. I hadn’t realized just how hard I was panting until that moment. He wasn’t much quieter, and I had a clear view of his chest bellowing in and out above me. I heard him groan as I freed his erection, though I was careful to do no more than brush his eager cock with my fingers.
Even from my position of supplication, I had a tough time stripping off his jeans. Chuck lost his balance when he had to lift one leg and almost went down before he caught himself against the foot of the bed. It didn’t matter. His gaze continued to bounce between my face and breasts, and we were too comfortable with each other for a little stumble to break the mood.
My mouth went dry at the sight of him sans pants and boxer shorts. He looked like he’d walked right off the page of a naughty calendar. All he wore now was his leather tool belt, and the sunlight shafting between the window curtains fell right across his torso and thighs. The twin front pockets bulged with pliers and screwdrivers and other tools and framed his most valuable piece of equipment…
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