Contemporary Erotic Romance
Related to Forbidden Heat (some common characters)
St. Martin's Griffin
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Harmony leads a secret life. On the surface, she's a respectable, straight-laced professional. But once a year, she reunites with her old college friends--the infamous Group of Six--for a decadent sexual free-for-all. Here, there are no limits. Nothing is forbidden as they push every boundary to reach dizzying new heights of pleasure. But this year, Harmony has a serious boyfriend in her life…and he has no idea about her naughty annual retreats. Now Aiden is about to enter an intoxicating world of explosive sensuality and mind-blowing group sex. But can their relationship withstand Harmony's wild side? And when an old friend reveals his true feelings for Harmony, how far is Aiden willing to go to win her heart?
Join in the fun as six old friends-plus two new ones-push the boundaries of normal sexual interactions in escapades that will singe your senses.
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Fresh Fiction, Fresh Pick
Night Owl Romance, Reviewer Top Pick
Dark Angel, Recommended Read
"Be prepared for an all out sensual feast in the hot, hot, hot SIX.... The sex is creative, detailed, and sizzling.... Step outside of the ordinary for something adventuresome with the highly recommended story of SIX."
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Reviewer Top Pick "Ms. Carew has cleverly depicted one of the most accurate portrayals of an alternative lifestyle and subsequent romance that I've ever read.... The emotional depth and characterization of each player is brilliantly portrayed, and the sex is enticing and steamily erotic....
Creative, sensual and talented, I plan to get everything Ms. Carew has ever written to keep on my shelf. Bravo for a job well done!"
Night Owl Romance
"SIX is a tantalizing erotic adventure that offers a unique perspective on life and love… full of hot, passionate scenes... This is Ms. Carew's fourth erotic romance novel, and they just keep getting better."
5 Stars! Tons of
Sex in Six
"I don't know where Opal Carew comes up with these storylines but good Lord don't let her stop. This
book is so hot. It is almost too hot to hold while reading it. Opal
Carew books are known for their hot content and this book is just
like the others. I love reading about women who are not frail and
are not afaid of their sexuality."
Harmony stared at the glossy pamphlet again, with the photos of vivid blue, tropical water, white sandy beaches, and lovely villas along the water. Aiden would be here in a few minutes and then…
She leaned back in her chair and frowned. Was she going to tell him or would she continue to keep it a secret from him-just like she had everyone else over the past twelve years?
Her heart clenched and she drummed her fingertips on the brochure. For the first time in her life, she felt she had met a man she might have a future with-and she didn't want to endanger that. But the time had come when she had to make a decision.
At the rat-a-tat-tat of small pellets hitting her apartment window, she glanced at the view beyond the glass. Not that there was anything to see but swirls of snow. The eerie sound of the cold winter wind sent shivers through her. She glanced at the pamphlet again, laid out on the dark-stained cherry desk in her living room. Stroking her finger along the palm trees bathed in golden sunlight, she imagined the sun warming her bikini clad body and fine sand pushing between her toes as she walked barefoot along the beach. The rhythmic sound of the surf washing along the shore drew her further into the lovely world of tropical heat and no worries as she left the cold, wintry world of Buffalo, New York behind her.
The doorbell rang and Harmony folded up the pamphlet, stuck it in her desk drawer, and stood up.
She crossed to the fireplace and flicked the switch to start the fire-she loved having a gas fireplace-then padded across the plush blue carpet, her bare toes sinking into the pile. She pulled open the door.
"Hi, sweetheart." Aiden's cinnamon brown eyes glowed with warmth as he smiled at her, revealing a charming dimple in his cheek and softening the strong line of his square jaw. She wanted to run her fingers through the dark brown waves of his wind-tousled hair, still aglitter with big, fat snowflakes. He stomped his boots to knock off the snow still clinging to them and handed her his burgundy jacket, still covered with a sprinkling of snow.
"Come here." He grinned as he grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.
His nose and cheeks were red and his skin was cold to the touch as his lips met hers hungrily. His arms came around her and her nipples hardened as his cold body pressed against her warm one. Finally, their lips parted and his gaze met hers.
"I've missed you," he said.
She smiled and drew back, taking his hand and leading him into the living room.
"It's only been two days." And he'd called her yesterday. He was the most attentive boyfriend she'd ever had… and she loved it.
His arm hooked around her waist and he nuzzled her ear.
"Two days too long as far as I'm concerned."
He walked with her to the couch and sat down beside her. They snuggled together in front of the warm fire.
"Hot chocolate?" she asked.
He nodded and she lifted the stainless steel carafe from the tray on the coffee table and poured them both a mug. The sweet smell of chocolate filled the air. She'd prepared a batch before he arrived, knowing he'd appreciate a cup to help him warm up after his drive here through the blizzard.
She really enjoyed Aiden's company. They had met almost a year ago on a local ski trip to Kissing Bridge Ski Area in Glenwood-actually two weeks after she'd returned from her annual vacation. Leena, one of her friends from work, had talked her into going and, a total novice, Harmony had gone down the hill too fast and fallen, her legs twisted and her skis crossed in an awkward jumble.
Aiden Curtis had whooshed to a stop in an impressive spray of powder and helped her to her feet. No small task given that her skis kept sliding out from under her. Somehow, he'd managed to get her vertical again and safely down the hill. He'd spent the afternoon coaching her and soon had her going down the hill in a somewhat competent manner, if not with grace and speed.
Now they'd been together almost a year, and she couldn't go away on vacation without telling him about-
"You seem deep in thought. Anything you want to share?"
"No, I… uh, was just thinking about work and… I'm going to be taking a week off soon-to go on vacation."
"Oh?" He smiled and tightened his arm around her shoulders, drawing her closer to the warmth of his body. "Do you want to go somewhere together?"
She stiffened a little. "Actually, I've already made plans with friends."
"Really? You haven't mentioned anything about it."
"I know. I've been meaning to tell you..."
The timer went off in the kitchen and she sucked in a breath.
"Oh, that's the lasagna," she said. "I'll go toss the salad and put the garlic bread in the oven. How about you grab a bottle of wine?"
She would tell him after dinner.
As they ate, Aiden talked about his new project. He'd been asked to design a building for a big company developing a campus on the outskirts of the city. It was a huge project for him and they wanted something impressive and different-something that would make a statement. Aiden was very concerned about creating environmentally friendly buildings and that was a major reason they'd selected him-and one of the things she loved about him. They wanted to let the community know they were environmentally aware and intended to promote green practices.
Harmony loved how he was concerned with more than just getting a job done. He had principles and he stuck by them. He wanted to make the world a better place in any way he could.
They cleared the table and filled the dishwasher together, then sat down on the couch with the bottle of wine and soft music playing in the background. Aiden topped off her glass.
"Honey, I know you wanted to discuss something with me, but could we wait until a little later for that? There's something I wanted to ask you."
"Sure." She welcomed the chance to put it off for a while longer. She relaxed into the couch.
"You know, we've been going out for close to a year now."
She smiled and nodded. "Our anniversary is in four weeks."
She leaned toward him with a smile and rested her hand on his chest, enjoying the feel of solid muscle beneath her fingers. Gazing into his earnest brown eyes, she wanted to fall into his arms and ravage him. To explore his muscular, masculine body in detail. His broad, well-defined shoulders, the sexy planes of his chest, his six-pack abs.
A sharp yearning clutched at her insides. Her hand slid down his chest and over his tight stomach. She wanted to do things to him she'd never done to him before. Sexy, naughty things.
She drew in a deep breath. But she wouldn't.
He grasped her wandering hand as it headed lower still, and held it between his.
"Sweetheart, if you keep doing that, I won't be able to keep my hands off you long enough to finish this."
She leaned in and nuzzled his neck, delighted that she had such a strong effect on him.
She couldn't believe she'd actually held off for almost a month before making love to him when they'd first started dating.
She'd been afraid that having sex with him would open a Pandora's box of desires and that she would do something… inappropriate. She didn't want to see that look of disgust on Aiden's face, the same one she'd seen before.
She'd been afraid of losing him. As much as she loved sex-and she really did love sex-after that incident with Lance… Her stomach knotted. It had left her shaken and extremely gun-shy.
Of course, as she'd gotten to know and trust Aiden, she'd realized he would never treat her that way. When she finally began an intimate relationship with him, though, she'd promised herself to keep things… restrained. Missionary position, minimal talking, nothing out of the ordinary. Vanilla all the way!
Aiden stood up in front of her and sank to one knee. He kissed her hand, his lips brushing gently against her knuckles, sending tingles up her arm as he gazed deeply into her eyes.
"Harmony, I love you."
The air locked in her lungs as she realized what he was going to do.
"I want to spend my life with you."
Oh, God, this wasn't happening.
"Will you marry me?"
* * *
Aiden felt her hand turn cold as shock permeated her features.
Damn. He had hoped she would throw herself into his arms and shout yes at the top of her lungs, then kiss him passionately… then start tearing off his clothes and…
But at the look of her now, he didn't know if she would give him a chance after all. Had he blown it? If she turned down his proposal, would she end it between them?
There weren't a lot of relationships that could survive a rejection like that. An image of Mia's face flashed through his mind, and his jaw clenched tighter. Hopefully, his relationship with Harmony wouldn't have to.
"So, sweetheart, what do you say?"
She shook her head and gazed down at their joined hands. His heart sank.
"Are you saying no?"
"Oh, no," she said as she stroked his cheek.
"You don't look very happy for a woman who's accepting a proposal of marriage."
"I know, I..." She shook her head, clearly searching for words.
"Do you love me?" he asked.
She gazed straight into his eyes and drew in a deep breath. A decision was clicking away in that brain of hers. After what felt like a lifetime, she nodded.
"I do." She drew in a deep breath. "I really do."
His mouth widened in a smile. "But?"
She exhaled. "But, I'd like to hold off answering you."
His gut clenched in pain. If Harmony truly loved him, why would she need to wait?
"For how long?"
"I…" She rested her hand on his cheek again. "Oh, Aiden, I know it's a lot to ask, but could you be patient a little longer? I have something I need to tell you… something about me… and I'm not sure you'll still want to ask me that question once you know."
That sounded ominous, but he knew in his heart there was nothing she could say to dissuade him from wanting to marry her. He took her hand again.
"Harmony, I've already asked. Now what do you want to tell me?"
She shook her head. "I don't want to tell you. Not yet." She cupped his face between her hands. "Before you decide you don't want me-"
"That'll never happen," he said as he drew her hand to his mouth and kissed her palm. "You can tell me anything and I won't change my mind."
"Then, can you wait? I'll tell you later… tomorrow…" Her eyes glittered in the firelight. "Because, right now…" She stroked his face, curling her fingers around his cheek, then gliding them along his whisker-roughened jaw. "I want to make love."
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