Continuing my new tradition of Short, Hot Reads Friday, Caveman: A Lusty New York Love Story, is live. This Caveman melted my panties and and my heart, and I think he may do the same for you.
What happens when a thoroughly modern New York woman meets a completely hot, gorgeous young alpha caveman from a far-away-land? They clash, they argue, and then he scoops her up in his strong arms and carries her off to bed and makes mad, passionate, hot, sexy, mind-blowing love to her.
The Caveman is so hot she can barely take her eyes off him. Only one problem, he’s too young. And there is this other issue: she wants it to just be about the sex and he wants something … more. And he will go to great lengths to claim her. See who wins in this steamy and charming short story about finding true love in a surprising package.
THIS IS A SHORT STORY. IT IS MEANT FOR READERS 18 AND OVER.
Here’s an excerpt:
It Began at a Party in New York City…
The Caveman spotted me from across the room and made his way over. We were at the Manhattan birthday party of a mutual friend yet he approached as if we were in a romantic scene from a foreign-made film. He introduced himself, and I extended my hand. Instead of shaking, he reached for it, brought it up to his mouth, and kissed it. He lingered there for a moment and looked at me with gorgeous blue eyes. His mouth sent a rush of energy into my entire body.
“I’ve been watching you,” he said with a slight eastern bloc accent. “And I’ve been thinking you are a woman I am meant to meet.”
“Seriously?” I said, snapping back from my momentary daze from surprise hand kiss. “That’s your pitch? I’m supposed to believe that?”
I eyed his handsome face and fit body, noted he was clothed in an expensive suit, and wondered if he was a player or a gigolo looking for a somewhat older woman like me to be his sugar mama.
“Why would I lie, Baby?” he asked, apparently surprised by my comment. “With me, what you see is what you get. I go after what I want but I don’t play games.”
“Everyone plays games.”
“Not me. And I don’t disappoint women.”
“Is that so? You’ve heard that from everyone woman you’ve ever known?”
“Yes. I have never had a bad relationship or a bad experience with a woman.”
“How old are you?”
“Old enough to know how to make a woman feel like a Goddess.”
“And young enough to be cocky and think you know it all.”
“I can tell you’ve been hurt. Don’t be bitter, baby.”
“That’s a pretty big assumption to make, especially with someone you barely know.”
“But I’m right. You’ve been hurt and disappointed, and you are probably very protective of yourself. And you have probably shut down, emotionally and sexually, because of bad romances. You need someone to love you back to happiness.”
“Okay, we’re done here.”
Arrogant. That was the first thought that crossed my mind. And really cute, hot, and built like an athlete or a fitness model were the thoughts tumbled into my brain next. Truth is, he was perfect looking. And he was right on. The accuracy of his statement made me squirm a little. I had been burned by men and, over time, I had built a protective wall. I was stunned by his boldness and oddly excited by it too. But he was being a presumptuous ass. I should walk away from this stranger, and his annoying forthright assessment of my personal life, yet I seemed rooted in the same spot, wondering what would happen next…
“This is hot. Panty-melting, jump-on-your hubby hot. But it is also sweet.” – Erotic Romance Book Lovers