Caroline must choose between what she wants and what she's
comfortable with.
WHAT CAROLINE WANTS is a fantastic novel written by Amanda
Abbott. I honestly
couldn't put this book down. This steamy novel gets you
hooked from the
beginning and continues to pull you in further with each
turn of the page. From
southern guilt to curiosity and experimentation, Abbott
takes you on a journey of
discovery. It is the first of three books in the Pushing
the Boundaries series. One
can only imagine where Abbott will take you next.
Caroline, a proper southern belle, and her husband Jace,
ready to spice up their
sex life, embark on a journey of self discovery. What
makes them tick? After
talking to their neighbors Michael and Piper about their
extracurricular activities
in the bedroom spikes their curiosity. Is the swinger
lifestyle for them? There are
rules of course depending on the couple. Jace is all for
it as long as Caroline is.
Can Caroline go through with her fantasies? Is Caroline
ready to bring other
couples into the bedroom? Can she overcome her southern
guilt?
I absolutely love WHAT CAROLINE WANTS. In Abbott's books
there is no cheating, which I
absolutely love. Everything is consensual. I highly
recommend this book to
anyone who loves steamy novels. But reader beware it is a
mature book for
mature audiences. I can't wait to read the next two books
in this series. Are you
ready to join the journey?
Caroline and Jason Stratton have always been hot for each
other. Married right out of college, they’ve had a great
sex
life. But when they discover that their best friends and
neighbors, Piper and Michael Collins, have experimented
with
a few extracurricular adventures during their ten year
marriage, Caroline and Jace’s sexual world is rocked.
The Strattons quickly find that inviting others into
their
bedroom might be something they want to explore. But
getting
Caroline to reconcile her Southern guilt is another
matter
altogether. So they decide to take it deliciously slow,
exploring every avenue.
Their adventures leads them to Emma and Pete, and after a
fun, sexy dinner date out, and an incredibly hot car ride
home, they’re in. But once they decide to scale that
mountain, all bets are off. In the end, Caroline must
make
a
decision—and it’s one she’ll have to live with forever.
*This book is ridiculously sexy, filled with high-octane
moments between the couple as they figure out what makes
them tick. The book contains: explicit sex, voyeurism,
and
light couple swap. **There is no cheating in any of my
books, everything is consensual between all participants.
Excerpt
What if we just try it once?” Jason Stratton dipped his
razor into the sink and grinned into the mirror. “If we
don’t like it, we can chalk it up as a learning
experience and move on.”
“You don’t just move on from having sex with your
neighbors,” Caroline stated from her spot by the bathroom
door. Her shoulder was casually braced against the jamb,
her arms loosely crossed as she watched her husband, clad
only in a crisp white towel, shave. “That doesn’t happen.
And I know you’re just trying to mess with me, Jace, but
I shouldn’t have to tell you that even considering that
idea for more than one millisecond is completely insane.”
J
ce brought the razor up and tracked a line down his
cheek. “I don’t think it’s all that crazy. I get why
people do it. You heard Michael as clearly as I did last
night. He and Piper are in it for the raw sexual
pleasure. They also told us there are strict rules you
have to adhere to, and Piper said no emotional ties are
allowed.”
Caroline snorted, unfolding her arms as she turned and
padded back into the bedroom. “Yeah, right,” she threw
over her shoulder as she snatched up an errant shirt and
tossed it into a nearby basket. “Emotions are the only
reason anyone would do a thing like that. Inviting others
into your bedroom is not something you walk away from
unscathed. It’s the kind of thing that changes lives
forever—and you know I’m right!”
The night before, during a typical BBQ-turned-late-night-
drinking party in their backyard with their neighbors,
and best friends of the past five years, Michael and
Piper Collins, the tipsy talk had turned from casual
banter and had entered uncharted territory. Michael and
Piper admitted to having had a few extracurricular
experiences during their nearly ten years of marriage.
Caroline had been utterly shocked. She couldn’t believe
Piper had never mentioned one thing about it, and she had
essentially shut down after the confession. But Jace had
probed them for more than an hour for details, which
they’d given freely.
Once they’d left, Caroline and Jace had the best sex
they’d had in the last two years.
It had been wild, uninhibited, and totally hot. Caroline
was still reeling from the intensity of it, her toes
curling into the plush carpeting as she took a seat on
the edge of their bed. When a very tangible image of last
night’s lovemaking flooded through her—her husband
entering her hard and fast—it sent a batch of tingles
racing up her spine. But unlike her bold, seemingly
unfazed-by-anything husband, it had taken Caroline years
to get to this point in their marriage—a point where she
felt free enough to let go of her inhibitions during sex.
Through no fault of her own, she’d been raised in the
belly of South Carolina like a proper Southern belle.
And, if asked, she’d fully admit she’d been unwilling to
experiment at the beginning of their relationship. She’d
been absolutely fearful that she would break some kind of
unspoken code of behavior if she actually enjoyed sex.
But her patient, charismatic Midwestern husband had
continued to coax her into trying new things, and over
the years she had slowly loosened up in the bedroom and
learned to parcel away that “I’m going straight to hell”
moment that always crept up on her the morning after they
did something dirty.
If she was completely honest with herself, once she’d
experienced her first orgasm, her sexual awareness had
exploded like a fire hydrant on a hot June day.
Since then, she’d opened to trying a variety of things—
things she’d never thought in a million years she’d be
okay with. Her handsome, rugged husband was responsible
for all of that. He made her feel safe and happy.
He was the love of her life.
And now he wanted to do something crazy that could rock
their perfect world forever.
Caroline stood and headed back to the bathroom, where she
leaned against the doorjamb. Jace grinned at her
reflection in the mirror as he finished shaving, whisking
his razor in the sink in between strokes.
“You’re impossible,” she told him. “A scamp with no
morals whatsoever.”
“I have plenty of morals, but they have nothing to do
with this particular scenario,” he replied with a wink.
“You know how I feel about sex, Care. Sex is not love.
You just have to choose pleasure over guilt. If you did
that, this could be a gold mine of sexual happiness for
us.” He smiled at her like a fool.
She crossed her arms. “A gold mine? Sounds more like a
minefield of unhappiness to me. And since you’re
continuing to push this agenda, is this your way of
telling me that you could share me so easily? Because the
thought of sharing you makes my stomach ache and bile
rise in my throat.”
Jace caught her expression in the mirror and dropped his
razor into the sink. He turned, tugging the towel from
his waist, using it to wipe away the rest of the shaving
cream as he strode forward.
Caroline tried to turn away, but her husband caught her
wrists, pulling her close, encircling her waist, and
hugging her tightly to his chest before she could move.
“Of course I couldn’t share you easily,” he murmured near
her ear, kissing her neck the way she liked. She braced
her hands against his shoulders and pressed back, letting
him know his advances weren’t entirely welcome.
“Caroline, you dazzle me every time I look at you. From
the very first moment I ever laid eyes on you, I was
hooked. Nothing’s going to change that. Pleasure to me is
just that—pleasure. I’m not looking to find a new
connection with anyone. I just want to find what makes us
tick and, from there, make it extraordinary.” He lingered
over her collarbone and made his way slowly to her ear,
ending with his lips tugging her earlobe. “Last night was
completely amazing. You have to admit it,” he whispered
in her ear. “We haven’t had sex like that in a long
time.” He slid a hand up and used his thumb to caress a
particularly sensitive spot on her neck. She shivered.
“It could’ve been a coincidence, but I don’t think so.
What Michael and Piper told us had everything to do with
it. It was like they doused us with lighter fluid and lit
a match.”
Caroline had fallen for her husband the first time she’d
seen him, too.
She angled her head up. “Fine, I admit it. It might’ve
been sexy to hear about someone else’s indiscretions—in
that very moment.” She shook her head. “But what you’re
suggesting is dangerous. I think we tick together just
fine without anything extra. And I don’t believe pleasure
can be wrought without an emotional bond. A person needs
to be connected to hit all the right notes. If we did
something like inviting others into our bedroom, there
would be a steep price to pay. It’s not something you
just do willy-nilly.”
Jace chuckled. “I love it when you talk Southern to me.”
He walked her backward toward their king-size bed, his
arms still tightly wrapped around her, the towel long
gone. When the backs of her legs touched the end of the
bed, he gently untied her robe. “I agree with you, by the
way,” he said as his hands brushed over her bare
shoulders, coaxing the soft terry cloth to the floor.
“This isn’t something we should consider doing without a
lot of thought, and I don’t want to share you either,
believe me. But last night the sex was cataclysmic and I
don’t care how we got there. If it took our neighbors to
get us that horny, so be it. You were on fire, and I
loved every minute of it.” He eased her back on the
rumpled covers. “You were dripping wet by the time we got
to the bedroom, and I couldn’t get your clothes off fast
enough.” He braced himself over her, his arms on either
side of her head. He dipped lower, his mouth sliding over
hers, melding perfectly as their tongues entwined.
She let out a soft sigh.
The sexy talk last night with their friends had indeed
turned her on.
It had been exactly like Jace had described—it was like
Michael and Piper had poured gas on a bonfire by spilling
their sexual secrets. But in Caroline’s mind, it had been
no different than watching porn or reading a sexy story,
something that always made her hot for her husband and no
one else. What she didn’t want to confess to Jace right
now—or even to herself—was that while Michael had been
divulging the dirty details about their extracurricular
affairs, his hand had slid onto Piper’s thigh, and at his
touch, Piper had uttered a small moan.
Caroline’s eyes had been riveted to his hand as it’d
crept upward. To her relief it’d stopped a respectable
distance from Piper’s upper thigh and had ended up being
very innocent.
Titillating, but nothing untoward.
“I was on fire,” Caroline admitted. Jace kissed her
again, and when he finally broke away, both of them were
panting hard. “But it was for you. There’s a big
difference. I didn’t want Michael in my bed, I wanted
you.” Michael was a very handsome man, ridiculously so,
but for Caroline, he didn’t hold a candle to her
husband’s natural charm and all-American good looks. Jace
lay down next to her, propping himself up on an elbow,
smiling. “I knew it got to you. It made me hot for you,
too. And just like right now, while we’re talking about
it, it’s turning us on again.” He placed two fingers
between her breasts, brushing them lightly down her chest
to her stomach…
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