Silvana McCurdy is losing her mind. She hasn't had a good night's sleep in six weeks, all because of a dream lover who insists on playing out every one of her sexual fantasies -- even the kinky, bold, and disturbing ones. If only he was real... she could figure out a way to deal with him then.
But he is real. And when Silvana meets Rafael, she's shocked by the tumultuous effect he has on her. Just by touching her, he threatens to unleash the dragon that lies dormant inside her soul. And that's a risk she's not willing to take. So she runs away from the man who's slowly ruining her life and takes shelter inside Madame Periwinkle's Erotic Delights shop.
Yet the surprises don't stop there. Madam Periwinkle offers Silvana a solution in the shape of a perfectly crafted chocolate dildo. Too bad magical dildos don't come with instructions. Silvana has no idea whether she should she eat it, insert it, or dangle it in a circular pattern before her eyes like she's seen hypnotists do on TV. Still, she's willing to try anything, even if it means she has to risk exposing her deepest secrets... and her heart.
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Praise for Better Than Chocolate
"Lacey Savage knows how to heat up a room. All in all, I'd say that Better than Chocolate is a delicious treat meant to be savored."
-- Shayna, Joyfully Reviewed
"I eagerly delved into Better Than Chocolate with high expectations. And Ms. Savage does not disappoint. She delivers a very unique, entertaining story hot enough to melt the chocolate dildo of Silvana's! If you are looking for a steamy story with appealing characters, a fun plot, and more sex than you can handle, Better Than Chocolate
--Cholla, Whipped Cream Reviews
"Lacey Savage's addition to the Madam Periwinkle's
series is fun and quick with believable character traits and interesting erotic elements."
4 Tombstones! -- Sarai, Bitten by Books
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Better Than Chocolate (Madam Periwinkle)
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Copyright ©2008 Lacey Savage
Glossy. Black. Beautiful
. The wide, muscular expanse of a chiseled male chest captivated Silvana McCurdy. It filled her field of vision, gleaming the color of rich dark chocolate in the bright light emanating from somewhere above her head. The luscious sight made her want to swipe her tongue across the firm pectorals and swirl it around a flat, slightly darker nipple.
So perfect. So mesmerizing. So… big.
He towered over her. His thick bicep, which she knew from experience she couldn't encircle using the thumb and forefinger of both hands, indicated that there was nothing even remotely diminutive about the man standing in front of her. Certainly not the long, hefty shaft of his cock. She'd peeked at it earlier, intrigued by the bulbous head and the massive rod that rose proudly from the apex of his powerful thighs.
Not real. He's not real. None of this is real.
Silvana tossed her feverish head on the cotton pillowcase cradling it. She felt the fabric caress her cheek and the soft wrinkled creases press into her skin -- but she saw the hand cupping her face, the large thumb drifting across her bottom lip.
She moaned. Her eyelids fluttered, struggling helplessly against the formidable force pressing them shut. Her eyelashes stuck together, fusing her eyes closed. A panicked sob caught in her throat. She struggled to remember what the new age books suggested she should do when caught in a dream she couldn't escape.
Something about taking control, declaring she was in charge and establishing dominance over the imagined forces holding her captive.
"Go away," she whispered, directing all the effort she could muster toward reaching the man who now cupped her face in his large, solid palms. "Please."
Silvana had only been asleep a few minutes, maybe half an hour at most. She knew this, instinctively, just as she knew without a shadow of a doubt that she was dreaming. She was once again caught in a webbed mix of fantasy and reality that would turn her dream world upside down until the morning, when she'd awaken more exhausted than she'd been before falling asleep.
The imaginary man's hands traveled down to gently cradle her neck and the back of her head. He thrust his fingers into her hair, but all she felt was the bunching of the pillow beneath her scalp.
Silvana shivered. He was so big. So strong. He could probably squish the life out of her if he wanted and she'd probably never even feel a thing.
Under normal circumstances, the slightest hint of peril would bring out the hidden beast lying dormant inside her. No matter how powerful this man was, she was even more formidable. Or she would be, if she let herself unleash the part of her that now slumbered, completely unaware of the threat.
She didn't. In the past three weeks, ever since her make-believe lover first infiltrated her dreams, the dragon hadn't woken once. Incredibly, nothing seemed to stir the beast. Not the desperate longing this man stirred in Silvana. Nor the countless orgasms he bestowed upon her, which in the real world would have shattered her human disguise at the first ripple of climax.
Here, in dreamland, the dragon never stirred.
Not even when the incredible dream man brought his friends to play. His many, many friends. All with talented hands, mouths, tongues, fingers, and cocks.
Oh, such delicious cocks.
A sob broke free from Silvana's throat, drifting between her parted lips before she could catch it.
The man caught it instead. With his mouth.
Air left Silvana's lungs in a long, desperate sigh. She couldn't feel his lips on hers, or his tongue gliding between them. But oh, how she wanted to! His hands skimmed down the column of her throat, across her chest, and finally cupped her breasts.
She felt him then, as though his fingers had passed through an invisible barrier. Every determined pinch of her nipples made her want to jump out of her skin. He paid careful attention to each pebbled nub, tweaking, pulling, and teasing first one, then the other, until they both elongated stiffly and throbbed in wanton surrender.
Despite the bloom of pleasure coiling in her belly, it killed her that she couldn't taste his kiss. Three weeks of erotic bliss and she'd never been able to feel anything he did above her breasts. Her erogenous zones practically hummed each time he touched her, but the passion and intimacy that came with sharing an open-mouthed kiss had been denied her.
She pulled away from his mouth. If she couldn't experience the depth of his kiss, why tease herself with something that always remained off-limits?
"We know what you crave." His deep, husky voice sent a thrill down her spine. He whispered in low tones, each word a caress in itself.
"No, you don't."
He chuckled. "So headstrong, even now. Haven't we proven, time and again, that we understand your sexual needs better than you do?"
To punctuate that insufferable comment, his hand slipped down the gently rounded slope of her belly to delve between her thighs. Silvana arched her back, feeling the soft mattress beneath her shoulder blades and the heel of his hand pressing against her slit.
"You have no idea." Her voice came out high-pitched, argumentative, and obstinate. She didn't care.
At first, she'd given in to him. To all of them. But as time passed and it became clear to her that nothing about this dream ever changed, she decided she'd had enough. Enough exhausting, endless games. Enough ecstasy without substance. Just… enough.
A thick finger parted her folds, insinuating itself inside her slit. The tip of a nail raked her tender flesh, tearing a scream from her throat. Instinctively, she thrust her hips forward, seeking firmer contact with the elusive caress.
"Let us pleasure you," the dream man whispered.
She opened her mouth to protest. Before she could utter a word, the dream world fragmented around her, shattering into a million pieces.