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When he reached my nipple, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh, a sound I\u2019d never made before tore from my throat. Jackson’s answering moan vibrated against my ribs. “So responsive,” he murmured, switching to the other side while his hand continued the sweet torture on the first. “Love the sounds you make.” My fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close as he worked his way down my body. Each kiss, each scrape of teeth, felt like claiming. Like he was marking territory he’d wanted for years. When his fingers hooked into my waistband, I lifted my hips without hesitation.<\/p>\n

The cool air against heated skin made me gasp, but Jackson’s groan drowned out the sound. “Fuck, Oliver.” His hands skimmed up my thighs, his thumbs brushing dangerously close to where I desperately needed him to touch. “You\u2019re perfect.” Perfect wasn\u2019t a word I\u2019d associate with myself, but the reverence in his voice made me believe it.<\/p>\n

His mouth followed the path of his hands, kissing the inside of my thigh while I tried not to thrust up desperately. “Please,” emerged as barely more than a whisper. Jackson’s eyes met mine, dark with want. “Tell me what you need.” Words failed completely when his breath ghosted over my cock. My hands fisted in the sheets, body trembling with the effort of holding still.<\/p>\n

“This?” His tongue traced a line from base to tip, and my vision whited out momentarily. “Been thinking about this. How you\u2019d taste. How you\u2019d sound.” Coherent response became impossible when his mouth engulfed me. Wet heat and perfect pressure, his tongue doing things that definitely violated several laws of physics. My hips bucked involuntarily, but his hands held me steady, controlling the pace with devastating patience. “Jackson, fuck\u2014” Language devolved into gasps and moans as he took me deeper, and the sight of his lips stretched around my cock was almost enough to end things immediately.<\/p>\n

Pulling him off took monumental effort, but the confused, almost hurt look in his eyes made me rush to explain. “Want to taste you too.” Understanding dawned, followed by a groan that seemed pulled from somewhere deep. We rearranged ourselves on the bed, and then his cock was in front of me, hard and leaking, and my mouth literally watered.<\/p>\n

The first taste of him on my tongue\u2014salt and musk and something uniquely Jackson\u2014made us both moan. His cock jumped in my mouth as I took him deeper, learning what made his breath catch, what made his hips stutter forward. “Your mouth,” he gasped, one hand tangling in my hair. “Fuck, Oliver, your mouth.” Pride surged through me at reducing him to fragments.<\/p>\n

My own arousal pressed against his leg as I worked him with lips and tongue, taking him as deep as I could manage before pulling back to trace the sensitive head. His hand on my hip guided me to shift position, and then his mouth was on me again.<\/p>\n

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Oliver receives an unexpected Caribbean resort invitation requiring a plus-one. There is only one person that comes to mind. He just has to work up the nerve to invite Jackson, his brother\u2019s best friend, to join him in paradise. Sometimes the biggest risks lead to the sweetest rewards. OPEN SEAS Sammy\u2019s grandmother surprises him with cruise tickets for his birthday. His roommate and best friend would be the perfect companion, except for one tiny problem.<\/p>\n

Elijah\u2019s nightmare boyfriend. When shocking truths are revealed, Sammy decides to take the chance and confess his own truth he\u2019s been hiding for so long. LAST IMPRESSIONS Angel is so over dishonest men. He was dumped by his boyfriend who suddenly decided he was straight. Then he discovers his new boss has been keeping a significant secret. When he\u2019s invited to a party Mitch is throwing, Angel must decide whether honesty delivered late is better than no honesty at all.<\/p>\n

Length: 23,000 words EROTIC TEMPTATIONS, BOOK 3 Lynn Hagen Siren Publishing a subsidiary company of Siren-BookStrand, Inc. A SIREN PUBLISHING BOOK Erotic Temptations, Book 3 Copyright \u00a9 2026 by Lynn Hagen ISBN: 979-8-89618-049-4 First Publication: February 2026 Cover design by Emma Nicole All art and logo copyright \u00a9 2026 by Siren-BookStrand, Inc. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission.<\/p>\n

All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental. WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000. If you find a Siren-BookStrand e-book or print book being sold or shared illegally, please let us know at legal@sirenbookstrand.com Siren Publishing a subsidiary company of Siren-BookStrand, Inc.<\/p>\n

ABOUT THE AUTHOR Lynn Hagen loves writing about the somewhat flawed, but lovable. She also loves a hero who can see past all the rough edges to find the shining diamond of a beautiful heart. You can find her on any given day curled up with her laptop and a cup of hot java, letting the next set of characters tell their story.<\/p>\n

For all titles by Lynn Hagen, please visit: www.bookstrand.com\/lynn-hagen TABLE OF CONTENTS EROTIC TEMPTATIONS BOOK 3 Seven Year Itch Open Seas Last Impressions OceanofPDF.com EROTIC TEMPTATIONS BOOK 3 LYNN HAGEN Copyright \u00a9 2026 Seven Year Itch Sunlight gleamed off the cream envelope in my hand, turning the embossed lettering into molten gold.<\/p>\n

I stared at Mr. Buckman\u2019s invitation, a name I\u2019d only seen in glossy magazines and heard in whispered rumors of parties where the elite danced until dawn on private beaches.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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