It’s Wednesday. Hump day. The middle of the week. I’m taking part in the Mid-Week Tease this week.
It’s been a while since I participated in this weekly hop, but I’m glad to be back, nonetheless!
Read on for my tease and be sure to visit the other blogs in this week’s hop, link at the bottom of this post.
They have one night together, but that night promises to be as steamy as the tropical heat of Jamaica…
Rayne Willows is an artist from the Pacific Northwest looking to shake up her boring life. A trip to Jamaica sounds like the perfect way to let loose and rekindle her passion for photography. When she meets local man Marcus Greene on the beach in Ocho Rios, sparks immediately fly. Marcus offers to show Rayne around his beautiful hometown, but during the sightseeing tour, the two quickly realize the passion they have for each other can’t be held back. They decide to make their one night together a sexy experience neither of them is likely to forget.
“This is a statue of Marcus Garvey, he was a famous Jamaican political leader,” Marcus said. “I’m named after him,” he said and smiled with pride.
“Really? That’s amazing,” I replied while reading the plaque at the base of the statue. Or I had been reading it, until Marcus put his hand on the inscription and began to finger the lettering.
I watched his fingers move over the words. All evening I’d been enraptured by how sensual they were. I’d barely been able to finish my food as I’d watched him use deft fingers to pull the flesh of a chicken from the bone. He wrapped those luscious lips around the pad of his finger and lightly sucked, making sure all the essence got onto his taste buds. How I’d love to take those digits into my mouth and lavish all ten of them with my tongue.
I flushed at the thought. I had to stop, at least for the moment. There was a heat wave going on inside my body, so I turned the glossy pages of a sight-seeing pamphlet into a fan. The soft breeze stirred the filmy material on the neck-line of my sundress.
“Americans,” he said with a smirk when he saw me fanning myself. “This Caribbean heat is too much for you, eh?” Marcus asked, his caramel-colored eyes following the movement of my fan.
Oh, if only he knew my discomfort had nothing to do with the Jamaican weather and everything to do with a certain Jamaican man.
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