Pleasure for Two. Pamela Yaye

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      “How does that feel? Is it too much pressure, just right or not enough?”

      Marcel grunted his approval. He’d had massages before, but never like this. Sexual tension engulfed the room, stirring something deep within him. He couldn’t believe what Dominique was doing with her hands.

      “Are you comfortable enough?”

      To keep from moaning out loud, he nodded in response. Marcel felt as if he was about to blow. Dominique cupped, kneaded and stroked his body with such urgency that lines of electricity zipped down his back. Each bolt was stronger than the last, deeper and more intense than anything he’d ever experienced.

      Try as he might, he couldn’t stop himself from wanting her, and he finally gave up after a valiant effort. His eyes shot open when he felt her hands on his backside. Lifting his head off the table, he turned and stared over his shoulder at her. His vision was clouded with lust, but he saw the heat in her eyes. Dominique had sex on the brain, and when she slowly licked her lips, Marcel jumped to his feet. Now it was on.

      PAMELA YAYE

      has a bachelor’s degree in Christian education and has been writing short stories since elementary school. Her love for African-American fiction and literature prompted her to actively pursue a career in writing romance. When she’s not reading or working on her latest novel, she’s watching basketball, cooking or planning her next vacation. Pamela lives in Calgary, Canada, with her handsome husband, adorable daughter and precious newborn son.

      Pleasure for Two

      Pamela Yaye

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

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      Dear Reader,

      I appreciate all the support and encouragement you’ve given me since I published my first Kimani novel, way back in April 2007. I know it’s been only three years, but it seems like eons ago! Maybe it’s because I love writing stories about strong, intelligent women, and the confident, take-charge men who love them—like Dominique and Marcel in Pleasure for Two.

      To earn some extra money and help her kid sister out financially, Dominique King becomes a certified masseuse, and builds up an impressive client list within just weeks of completing the course. At a pool party one sweltering August afternoon she meets a dark, broad-shouldered hunk named Marcel Benoit. He has the thickest, sexiest lips she has ever seen, and when they touch, sparks fly. Acting on her impulses has never felt more right. But one reckless night of pleasure has serious consequences for the couple.

      Marcel is ready to change his bachelor status. He’s nothing if not determined, and he sets out to prove to Dominique that he can be trusted with her heart.

      Look for my next novel, Promises We Make, in February 2011. It’s a sexy office romance with a delicious twist that you won’t see coming! And be sure to visit me at www.pamelayaye.com.

      Until next time,

      Pamela Yaye

      Acknowledgments

      Jean-Claude and Aysiah, you mean the world to me, and I feel truly blessed to have such a loving husband and daughter.

      I don’t mean to brag, but God also blessed me with the world’s best parents. Mom and Dad, I love you with all my heart, always and forever.

      Kenneth and Bettey Odidison, I couldn’t have asked for better siblings. I’m glad we all grew out of that crazy teenage phase (it was never fun breaking up your fights! haha). You guys are two of my favorite people, and I am counting down the days until we’re all together again.

      Sha-Shana Crichton: Your support and friendship mean a lot to me. Thanks for taking a chance on me and believing that I could make it in this business.

      Kelli Martin: Thanks for pushing me to dig deep and to write a story that readers will love and that I can be proud of. (And for not shortening my love scenes!)

      Contents

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      Chapter 11

      Chapter 12

      Chapter 13

      Chapter 14

      Chapter 15

      Chapter 16

      Chapter 17

      Chapter 18

      Chapter 19

      Chapter 20

      Chapter 21

      Chapter 22

      Chapter 23

      Chapter 24

      Chapter 25

      Chapter 26

      Epilogue

      Chapter 1

      “Yo, man, where the strippers at?”

      Marcel Benoit mopped the sweat from his brow and continued loading the cooler. If it were up to him, Caesar would be at his dorm instead of at the bachelor party, but since the college senior was the groom’s younger brother he’d had no choice but to invite him. “Caesar, for the third time, they’re not strippers. They’re massage therapists.”

      “Right, and I’m saving myself for marriage!”

      Ignoring him, Marcel ripped open another case of Bud Light. It was a typical August afternoon in Seattle, and although dark fleecy clouds sailed across the sky, the air was warm. His uncle’s estate was the perfect place for Will’s bachelor party, and as he watched one of the groom’s portly cousins dive into the pool, he made a mental note to add more steaks to the grill.

      “The massage therapy thing is just their cover. All the girls who work at Destination Wellness offer extra services.”

      Marcel’s head whipped up. “They do?”

      “Hell, yeah,” Caesar said, before adding, “for an additional fee, of course.”

      “Why didn’t you say anything sooner? If I had known it wasn’t a reputable spa I never would have used it.”

      “I know. That’s why I didn’t tell you!” Wearing a crooked half smile, he slipped on his gray aviator sunglasses. “You could use some TLC, man. You’ve been miserable ever since that Sarita chick dumped you, and hooking up with a hot babe would do wonders for your psyche. I know you get plenty of heat from the girls on the Seattle