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Platinum Passion

Series: Gods of Love , Book 1.0
By: Jennifer Lynne | Other books by Jennifer Lynne
Published By: Jennifer Lynne
Published: Dec 14, 2011
ISBN # JNNLNN0000001
Word Count: 17,000
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Categories: Romance>Multiple Partners Romance>Erotic Romance Romance>LGBTQ>B/T/Q


Platinum Passion (Gods of Love) by Jennifer Lynne - Romance>Multiple Partners eBook

Nominated for BEST BOOK OF 2011 in the GLBT FANTASY ROMANCE category by reviewers at The Romance Reviews.

A night of ménage a trois passion will change three lives forever. Jeannie and Jake's platinum anniversary becomes an unforgettable experience when Pothos, god of sexual yearning, steps in to save their twenty-year marriage.

This is the first in an erotic collection of stand-alone novellas in which even the Greek gods themselves are not immune to the influence of mortal love.
Reader Rating:   3.0 starstarstar (2 Ratings)
Sensuality Rating:   lipliplipliplip
Editorial Reviews:
From Hesperia Loves Books
This book was on fire...just the right amount of love, passion and eroticism to make this a smokin' hot read and a MUST add to your TBR list.
From The TBR Pile
A Must Read...It comes from a very real, raw, honest place. Yet she also had a way of painting a picture with words that made me feel like I was getting more bang for my buck.
From The Romance Reviews
A quick, steamy read that was as interesting as it was sexy. This is my first read by Jennifer Lynne, but it won't be my last.
“Maybe nice wasn’t the best description for you,” she admitted. Certainly not if he had a hand in the wicked images flitting through her mind.
His eyes shimmered in the moonlight as he met her gaze. Then a flash of white teeth as he grinned signaled his intention even before he bent to lift her into his arms. She squealed in mock horror as he began to wade out into the water.
“I take it back! You’re better than nice! You’re damn near perfect!”
“Damn near?” He lowered her until she could feel the ripple of gentle waves on her ass. The water was warm, not the harsh cold she was expecting. In fact, she realized, that felt…really good.
Better than good.
She stopped struggling, but her voice was breathless as she said, “If I admit you are absolutely and utterly perfect, will you lower me…just a touch?”
He pretended to consider. “Like this?”
His arms dipped and she was a few inches lower in the water now, the undulating wetness against her bare pussy like a gentle tongue lapping at her clit. Darting in and out and around every part of her sex in a persistent erotic tease like nothing she had ever experienced before. “Oh, yes,” she gasped. “Just like that.”
“Admit it, then.”
“I do, I do,” she moaned. “Perfect. Your butt…your body…your face…everything about you…turns me on so bad—oh!”
He’d dipped her again, a little deeper this time, yet his arms were not even straining at the effort of holding her weight. She could feel his phallus pressed against her hip, her body stroking up and down the length of him as he repeatedly raised and lowered her into the water.
He was doing that on purpose. And it felt so…damn…good.
One of her arms was around his neck and she clutched at dark strands of silken hair.
“Pothos,” she gasped. “It’s like you’re…manipulating the waves…or something. It’s…I—”
“The erotes command the power of Aphrodite,” he said, dipping and lifting, over and over. “Our desire, like our mother before us, was born of the sea.” The words made no sense to her, but the foaming crest of each small wave continued to caress her like a lover until she couldn’t concentrate on anything but their touch. Now it felt like his fingers, now his tongue. The warm night air and the contrasting cool ripple of water.
Over and over.
Until she couldn’t take any more.
“I can’t hold on,” she gasped. “I think I’m going to…” A wave once again whispered along her slit. “Oh God, Pothos, I’m going to come—”
“Yes!” His voice was fierce, triumphant, and at the sound she came apart in his arms, bucking and shrieking through her orgasm as he continued to hold her in the path of the gentle but insistent tide.
Then, as she finally quieted, he moved further out into the ocean and lowered her all the way until she was immersed up to her neck. He was still holding her clutched against him, but now she could feel a trembling in his arms. “That is only the first of many tonight,” he said.
She reached up and touched his cheek in wonder. “What about you? I can feel your need, Pothos.”
“My need is enormous,” he admitted, and she chuckled.
“I know that,” she said drily. “But—”
“Shh.” He placed a brief kiss on her lips. “My needs will be sated this night. Do not worry, little one.”
He put her down and she stumbled in the waves before strong arms pulled her close and held her. She rested her cheek against him, enjoying the vibration of his strong heartbeat. They stood like that a moment longer before he took her hand and led her back to the water’s edge. The sand was so fine it felt like silt beneath her feet. They stood in the balmy air, moisture dripping off their bodies, listening to the relentless slap of the sea as it met the shore. The folds of flesh along her slit, caressed only minutes earlier by that same tide, were still so heavy it almost felt like her womb was about to fall out. His unsated cock jutted out in front of him, a stark reminder that there was more to come in this encounter. Again she was assailed by the scent of musky passion.
The scent of Pothos.
She wished even harder that her husband was here to enjoy this moment with them, and as if he sensed her thoughts, Pothos smiled.
“Now we are ready for Jake,” he said, and pointed back up the beach.

Platinum Passion

By: Jennifer Lynne