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Barbary Coast
A Love Genie Story
When Scott Eugene Anderson inherits his aunt's motel in the foothills of the White Mountains, he decides to turn it into a motel for anonymous sexual fantasies and advertises himself as The Love Genie.
Meaghan Rowe, who doesn't wait for anything, has a sexual itch and she turns to The Love Genie to get it scratched. Chris Baxter has a treasure chest full of lovemaking expertise, but can't do commitment. The two are matched and separately choose The Barbary Coast fantasy aboard a pirate ship.
Given Chris's expertise and Meaghan's impatience, will this relationship walk the plank or will they sail off into the sunset?
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He grinned, revealing that tantalizing dimple again. "What's your hurry? We have all the time in the world."
She harrumphed in disagreement.
He moved closer again.
"My, my, you are an impatient vixen, aren't you." His questing fingers opened a couple more buttons, releasing her breasts from the confinement of their silken prison. Her nipples tightened in the cool air. He flicked first one, then the other with a fingertip.
She stood on tiptoes and arched her boobs in the direction of his mouth. "Here, take them."
He ignored her offering and unbuttoned two more buttons. Where was Velcro when she needed it? This was ridiculous.
He returned his attention to her breasts, plucking first one nipple, then the other, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger. She shuddered in anticipation. Any minute he'd be sucking her and she could come.
Instead he lifted his hand and reached…for the next button.
"What is wrong with you?" God forbid she had another pseudo virgin on her hands.
"Nothing that I know of."
"Why aren't we getting down to business?" Her voice was high with impatience. "Didn't you read my Wish List?"
"We have plenty of time. We're not renting by the hour here. We're not competing in a who's-first-in-the-sack race that I know of."
"You don't understand. I've had a real dry spell — a dust bowl is more like it — as far as lovemaking goes."
"Then you need to go very slowly. I'm rescuing you from your ordeal in the desert. You can only handle a few drops at a time." He grinned, flashing his dimple.
"You've--or the Genie--obviously misinterpreted my answers to Your Genie Wishes." What she wished for right now was a lot more action on his part.
"I don't think so. It's time you learned the pleasure gained from waiting."
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