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The Lottery

Author(s): Alexandra O'Hurley

Living in a world where men were treated like a rare commodity, Ethan Spears did what he could in order to survive. But when the proverbial rug was pulled out from under him, desperate measures called for desperate actions. To save his sister, he entered The Lottery, offering himself to one woman for a year.

Karlyn Bowman was a rebel in her family, choosing not to climb the corporate ladder in order to pursue her love of art. Lonely, ostracized by the family who should have loved her, she pushed forward trying to become a success. When her friend gives her a lottery ticket to cheer her up, she puts it aside and forgets it. Imagine her surprise when the knock came to her door and her lifeand hiswere changed forever.

Be Warned: anal sex, masturbation, orgies, bondage


They stood there staring at each other for what seemed like hours, but couldnt have been more than a couple of minutes, Ethan, with one eyebrow cocked, and his hands on his hips. She was almost ashamed, but it was the first time she had seen a man this tasty up close and personal. Letting her eyes roam over his lean body, enjoying the way he filled out the pair of blue jeans, her eyes traveled from the top to the bottom and back up again. He was all lean muscle, from the short tawny strands on top of his head to the large booted feet that held promise for what he had inside those jeans. Hell, promise? The bulge at his groin was all the promise any man needed to offer.
Ethan let out a soul deep sigh and asked, Are you going to let me in, or am I going to bunk out here in the hallway?
As in sleep.
You are going to be sleeping here?
Those are the guidelines of the game. I move in and fulfill your every fantasy for the next year. And you offer me food, lodging, and necessities.
You are going to move in and be herea year?
The eyebrow lifted again, and he began speaking to her like she was a child. You bought a ticketfor the lotteryyet you didnt bother learning what it entailed? Yes, I will be grabbing my bags and hopefully pulling them inside your apartment, which hopefully is not as dirty as you are, and I will be living in there for the year I signed up for. Believe me, at this moment, it is the last thing I want to do.
Okay, so the details are hazy, you dont have to be so rude. Turning, she started to walk in through the door, hurt a little that her present was apparently prettier on the outside. I just didnt realize that you would actually live here, nor did I realize it was for an entire year. But dont let me stop you, by all means gather your junk and drag it inside my dirty apartment. Halting, she stopped him, placing a finger into the middle of his yummy, broad chest. And by the way, it isnt dirt, its paint. If you are going to live here you had better get used to it. She knew her crabbiness and her mouth was all driven by the hellacious hangover she had, because under normal circumstances, his words would have turned her into the mouse Sam always claimed her to be.
Big difference. Dirt, paint, its all a mess. He pulled his bags inside the door and dropped them. He was so tall and wide, he barely fit through the half opened door, and it made her insides melt. He stood with his hands on his hips, and looked around her space. Looking back at her, he glared. Where do I go from here? Where is our room?
Our room? Umm, I dont know.
He looked at her like she had sprouted a second head. You dont have a bedroom?
Of course I have a bedroom. I just have no idea where you will be sleeping since I didnt think I would win; I did not make arrangements for you.
Well, if you have a bedroom, then I have a bedroom. What is there to arrange? He finally gazed past her and spotted the large artists loft beyond. Oh, well, artist rustichowquaint.
The way his nose curled up when he said the word quaint further pissed her off. Im so sorry my lodgings are not up to your standards, but it is what it is. I am a painter, and I live and work out of this studio. I live completely alone, and was not expecting a year-long house guest, so plans will have to be made as to where you will sleep and all that.
Great. What do you have against me sharing your bedroom? I will be sharing your bed at night. Thats usually the plan.
Sharing? Mine? Karlyn blushed. Can you..uh..excuse me for a moment?
Before she could pull away to compose herself, she felt his hot fingers wrap around her wrist, and she was pulled against his muscular chest. The air was knocked out of her lungs as she looked up into his face, noting the perfect curve of his lips and the deep cut angles of his face. She could lose herself all day just staring at him.
She had seen pictures of men this gorgeous, but had always thought they were a myth. As his sweet smelling breath warmed her face, drawing her attention back to that perfect mouth, she felt the hot brand of his cock resting on her stomach. Tingling sensation raced to her nipples and her mound, as she watched transfixed while his mouth descended towards hers.
Pulling back, afraid of what was happening, she attempted to pull from his arms. His steely grasp was too strong and she could not free herself from his grip. A tremor flitted down her whole body at the strength he seemed to wield, and she felt dampness spread in her panties. His lips neared hers again, and she pulled back once more, but not enough and she felt the soft graze of his mouth against hers. A soft sigh escaped her lips, and he appeared to take the sound as he acquiescence. When he tightly pulled her to him, the hard ridge of his manhood showing her how ready he was to fulfill the promise his kisses made.
Heat erupted all over her body as his hands skidded down her back and onto her bottom, and the only thought that crossed her mind was taking off her clothes and allowing him to finish what he had started.
As one cool hand snaked up the back of her shirt and moved to the clasp of her bra, she was reawakened. Pushing against his hard chest, she took a deep, calming breath, attempting to cool the ardor he had flamed.
She backed away, not able to look him in the eye; embarrassment over nearly succumbing to his charms within five minutes of him walking through the door was nearly devastating.

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ISBN (Print):
ISBN (Electronic): 978-1-926950-11-2
Genre: Erotic
Date Published: 12/21/2010
Publisher: Evernight Publishing

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