The Weathermen, 9
Biosystems engineer Blair Adams has worked for Oliver Fairchild, CEO of Fairchild BioSystems, for seven years. And for the past two years, she’s turned him down every single time he’s asked her out. Blair has more than one secret from her past she prays will stay hidden. If Oliver discovers them, she risks losing more than her heart to her charismatic, sexy boss.
Oliver is part of a group of friends financing the efforts to put a stop to The Madeline Project. The program now has a mind of its own, thanks to a virus called Tommy Twister. These men have power, resources, and money, but they’re as ruthless and possessive as the storms ravaging Earth.
They call themselves the Weathermen…
Be Warned: anal sex, spanking, sex toys, bondage
When Oliver returned he was barefoot, and she moaned softly. There was something so damn sexy about a barefoot man. He dumped a box of condoms and a bottle of lube on the table next to the sofa, and then he grinned in a way that had her pussy wet all over again.
“Now, I’m ready to make love to you.”
He kissed her again, rougher this time, but she didn’t mind at all. He was so fucking sexy in the way he moved his mouth over hers. When he released her mouth and planted kisses along her neck again, she pushed her body against his, desperate to be skin to skin.
Oliver pulled off her top, nuzzling his face between the cups in her bra. “This is very pretty, but it needs to go.” He unhooked it with one hand, forcing another soft moan from her at the expertise of his gesture, and then he pulled it off her and tossed it onto the floor. “I knew you’d be fucking exquisite. I just knew it.”
No one had ever called her body exquisite. Fat, yes. Lush, definitely. Curvy and full were both used alongside not so thinly veiled suggestions to lose a few pounds so she’d be healthier. But exquisite? Never.
“You’re so damn sexy.”
He grasped her breasts and teased the nipples with his teeth and tongue, taking turns, making such satisfied noises in the back of his throat that she was sure she’d cry from happiness. She’d never had this experience before. This worshipping of her body as though it was meant to be treasured, not merely taken and then made fun of, or picked apart and critiqued.
“Oliver, thank you.”
He looked into her eyes tenderly. “For what?”
“For being like this. For making me feel so … so wanted.”
He brushed a finger along her face, sending shivers down her spine. “Oh, Blair. I do want you. I’ve wanted you for a long time. You’re beautiful. I mean that. It’s very hard right now to hold myself back. I’m dying here.”
She swallowed hard against the lump in her throat. “So am I. In a good way, I mean. I’ve never been this turned on.”
His sweet, sexy smile sent fresh arousal racing through her. He licked her breasts again, paying attention this time to the undersides, and then he pushed her down until she was on her back, and peeled off her Capri pants, panties, and sandals. He sat back on his heels, his gaze traveling lazily over her, the same smile still on his face.
“Damn. You’re more beautiful than I pictured.” He took his dick out of his jeans and pulled on it. “I don’t know where to go first.”
Blair’s mouth opened, but no sound came out. She watched him stroke his cock, mesmerized by the length and width of it. Red, swollen, and glistening with pre-cum already at the tip, it grew in his hand. She couldn’t stop staring at it. Oliver pleasuring himself this way, like he did it all the time in front of people, was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.
When he released his dick, he moved his hands over her thighs, up and down, then gently spread her legs. He turned her torso toward the edge of the sofa and sat on the coffee table, his cock still free, and licked her inner thighs.
Blair cried out loudly, the desire climbing to crazy levels now. With each pass of his tongue, he moved closer to her labia, until he licked them, too. She whimpered softly as he teased the opening to her wetness with a finger, and when he slid it inside her pussy, she clamped down on it, trying to make herself come.
He made soft noises in the back of his throat as he licked her clit, over and over, while moving his finger in and out at the same time. “Oh, baby. You taste like heaven.”
Posted by Evampire on 29th Apr 2016
If Oliver Fairchild learns her secret, Blair Adams risks losing more than her heart to her charismatic, sexy boss so she has to turn him down every time he asks her out in this fascinating romance. Another Weatherman is down and the readers can't help but be captivated as much as Oliver is by Blair. Their romance is full of sizzling chemistry but Blair's past puts a major obstacle in the way of this romance which has lots of emotional turmoil flowing from the pages with excitement coming from an ex with some bad intentions. On the Weathermen's mission front, Oliver's team has been handed their orders regarding the newest threat to their enforced stay underground which gets the adrenaline pumping because time is running out. Another fascinating Weathermen story kept me glued to the pages, Blair and Oliver both captured my heart and their story added to the anticipation building regarding the series, which of course means that I can't wait to find out what happens next. - See more at: http://erotic.theromancereviews.com/viewbooksreview.php?bookid=21398#sthash.H6mkBils.dpuf
Posted by Rhonda on 12th Mar 2016
Oliver and Blair get their story!! Blair's past made me so sad but with Oliver's love and devotion, she was able to let go of it!! Each book in this series is so darn good and we get closer and closer to finding out who started the whole mess with the Tommy Twister virus. I love also that each of the Weathermen so far are into the kinky sex and that their women enjoy it. Just makes the sex a lot hotter!! LOL There are only 3 more books in this series but each couple gets their HEA at the end of the book so there are no cliffhangers. I'll be sad when the series is over but I know that Ravenna will be working on other books and they will be just as good.