About Paradise Found
Bruno and Karen, two married, yet lonely, expatriates living in Thailand, risk everything when they find comfort in each other’s arms. Leaving their kids and spouses in the smoldering city of Bangkok, they steal away together for a hot weekend on a remote island off the coast of Phuket. Their forbidden affair is tested when they are invited to join a couple’s party on the beach where clothes are entirely optional .
Excerpt
“Are you ready for me, Karen?” he said.
She loved the way her name rolled off his lips, dark and accented. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. She returned his embrace by encircling his neck. His hands slowly slid down to her buttocks, where he squeezed the flesh tightly. She moaned softly, encouraging him.
“Feel me,” she said and gently guided his hand between her legs. “Can you tell that I’ve been ready for a long time?”
Bruno slid his hand under the soft fabric and caressed her folds. His touch sent shock waves through her body. He cupped her mound, rolling the flesh with his fingers until he found her most sensitive spot. He massaged it and she began to feel herself crumble in his arms.
Wrapping her legs around him, he lifted her off the floor and carried her to the bed. Finally, this was happening. Finally, she would feel him inside her. Bruno stood at the edge of the bed and lifted his shirt over his head, exposing his muscled chest and six pack abs. She loved that he was a hairy beast under his clothes. Man, all man, she thought to herself. He ran his hands down her thighs and with a sly smile, flipped her skirt up, high enough that it covered her face. Karen howled with laughter.
His playfulness lasted but a minute. Karen hissed as he eased off her panties. She felt the bed shift and hot breath course over her legs. He was near. He kissed her stomach, then hips, and then the soft flesh above her folds. With his face, he gently parted her legs. She welcomed him and braced for when his tease would meet its end.
“Do you know what I like about you?” he asked, his hot breath on her most sensitive spot.
“I don’t care, Bruno,” she said with choked gasps. “Just taste me.”
Bruno laughed. He swiped the skirt away from her face. “I like you because I can see the passion coursing through your veins. Now, watch me. Watch me taste you.”
Paradise Found
One
Karen didn't hesitate when Bruno asked her to steal away with him to a secluded island off Phuket. Her breath caught, and she saw the corners of his mouth curl as if he could sense the very effect he had on her. She did not pause to consider the consequences; there was no wind in which to throw caution. She relished in the pure understanding that she was not crazy, that she wasn’t just seeing something she wished was there. Bruno wanted her, alone, for three days and two wild nights. All logic fell away. The jagged cracks in her core—he ever present reminder of her taxed marriage to the wrong man for too long—filled as her lusty daydreams of an affair with Bruno became reality.
“Welcome aboard AirAsia Flight 329 with service from Bangkok to Phuket.” The soft whispery voice of the Thai flight attendant spread through the cabin. As Karen settled herself in the window seat, her mind raced with the anticipation of landing. She couldn’t wait to see the crystal blue waters and pearl white sands again. She was looking forward to the sound of the surf at night, the way the beach quieted as the sun went to sleep and the moon stretched into the sky. She was especially looking forward to the escape from the steaming city of Bangkok. No time away from it was ever enough.
Bangkok: the City of Angels, where the world is your oyster–if you are a Western- farang man. Thai women threw themselves at her husband, Karen knew this, and pretended not to care. As a Chevron executive, the lifestyle Jack lavished upon her and their two kids was moderately excessive; she still did
Bruno and Karen, two married, yet lonely, expatriates living in Thailand, risk everything when they find comfort in each other’s arms. Leaving their kids and spouses in the smoldering city of Bangkok, they steal away together for a hot weekend on a remote island off the coast of Phuket. Their forbidden affair is tested when they are invited to join a couple’s party on the beach where clothes are entirely optional .
Excerpt
“Are you ready for me, Karen?” he said.
She loved the way her name rolled off his lips, dark and accented. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. She returned his embrace by encircling his neck. His hands slowly slid down to her buttocks, where he squeezed the flesh tightly. She moaned softly, encouraging him.
“Feel me,” she said and gently guided his hand between her legs. “Can you tell that I’ve been ready for a long time?”
Bruno slid his hand under the soft fabric and caressed her folds. His touch sent shock waves through her body. He cupped her mound, rolling the flesh with his fingers until he found her most sensitive spot. He massaged it and she began to feel herself crumble in his arms.
Wrapping her legs around him, he lifted her off the floor and carried her to the bed. Finally, this was happening. Finally, she would feel him inside her. Bruno stood at the edge of the bed and lifted his shirt over his head, exposing his muscled chest and six pack abs. She loved that he was a hairy beast under his clothes. Man, all man, she thought to herself. He ran his hands down her thighs and with a sly smile, flipped her skirt up, high enough that it covered her face. Karen howled with laughter.
His playfulness lasted but a minute. Karen hissed as he eased off her panties. She felt the bed shift and hot breath course over her legs. He was near. He kissed her stomach, then hips, and then the soft flesh above her folds. With his face, he gently parted her legs. She welcomed him and braced for when his tease would meet its end.
“Do you know what I like about you?” he asked, his hot breath on her most sensitive spot.
“I don’t care, Bruno,” she said with choked gasps. “Just taste me.”
Bruno laughed. He swiped the skirt away from her face. “I like you because I can see the passion coursing through your veins. Now, watch me. Watch me taste you.”
Paradise Found
One
Karen didn't hesitate when Bruno asked her to steal away with him to a secluded island off Phuket. Her breath caught, and she saw the corners of his mouth curl as if he could sense the very effect he had on her. She did not pause to consider the consequences; there was no wind in which to throw caution. She relished in the pure understanding that she was not crazy, that she wasn’t just seeing something she wished was there. Bruno wanted her, alone, for three days and two wild nights. All logic fell away. The jagged cracks in her core—he ever present reminder of her taxed marriage to the wrong man for too long—filled as her lusty daydreams of an affair with Bruno became reality.
“Welcome aboard AirAsia Flight 329 with service from Bangkok to Phuket.” The soft whispery voice of the Thai flight attendant spread through the cabin. As Karen settled herself in the window seat, her mind raced with the anticipation of landing. She couldn’t wait to see the crystal blue waters and pearl white sands again. She was looking forward to the sound of the surf at night, the way the beach quieted as the sun went to sleep and the moon stretched into the sky. She was especially looking forward to the escape from the steaming city of Bangkok. No time away from it was ever enough.
Bangkok: the City of Angels, where the world is your oyster–if you are a Western- farang man. Thai women threw themselves at her husband, Karen knew this, and pretended not to care. As a Chevron executive, the lifestyle Jack lavished upon her and their two kids was moderately excessive; she still did
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