FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS ISBN: 978-1-60504-493-4 Samhain Publishing

Friends With Benefits Yoga is Kerri Harris's life, but that doesn't mean she's a New Age flake. She's a successful businesswoman, and it's about time everyone took her as seriously as her mother-of-two, "real-career" sister. That means adding a new item to her spreadsheet—marriage plan. There's only one person she trusts to help her check off this task: her best friend Mitch. Divorce attorney Mitch MacAuley gets the cold shivers at the mere mention of matrimony. After the disasters he's witnessed from childhood, marriage equals miserable. The last thing he wants is to help Kerri down that road, but he's never been able to say no to her. He expects to feel pity for her as she goes on one disastrous date after another. The complete surprise? Thinking about Kerri with those other guys makes him crazy. Her frustration collides with his confusion, leading to a big fight, a hot kiss and a scorching sexual tension that hits them both broadside. Prompting Kerri to propose a new plan...to add the bedroom to their list of BFF benefits. They quickly find out there's nothing casual about the heat they generate. In fact, the burn could ruin a perfectly beautiful friendship. Warning: This story contains a late-night booty call, hot hotel sex and naked yoga! Buy it now!

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Whipped Cream Erotic Romance Reviews: Friends With Benefits by Kelly Jamieson gave Friends With Benefits 5 CHERRIES...
"With great characters and sexual tension and passion that burns, Friends with Benefits is a great story that I would definitely recommend."

Just Erotic Romance Reviews...
"Ms. Jamieson has penned a light hearted romantic comedy that is full of humor and sexual tension and love."

Excerpt:

The doorbell ringing over and over woke Mitch from his sound sleep. He staggered out of bed and headed to the door before he groggily realized he was naked. He grabbed a pair of plaid boxers from a chair and stumbled clumsily into them, the insistent ring of the bell digging into his brain.

He threw open the door. Kerri stood there, leaning against the wall, smiling a sultry smile, wearing snug, low-slung jeans and a black ribbed tank top with a glittery design on the front.

He rubbed his eyes. Maybe he was dreaming.

"Can I come in?" she asked, voice husky.

He could not get a word out, just gawked at her. Giving his head a shake, he stood aside so she could enter.

"What...are you doing here?" he managed to say thickly, rubbing his chest.

Kerri's eyes darkened as she studied him. She pushed the door closed behind her and turned back to him, running her hands over his chest. He swallowed hard.

"I needed to see you," she purred.

"I thought you were out with the girls..."

"I was." She rubbed his pecs, his hard nipples, and got a choked gasp from him. "We watched a dirty movie and I got so turned on I had to come see you."

His eyes widened, but his hands went automatically to her narrow waist. She pressed herself against him, fisted her hands in his hair and held his head as she kissed him. God.

Her mouth was sweet, fruity and warm, and her little tongue pushed into his mouth determinedly, stroking his. She immediately had his attention as his body hardened in response. He was wide awake and ready to go.

She rubbed up against him urgently, obviously feeling his hard-on through the thin cotton of the boxers, and nipped at his bottom lip. "We had Screaming Orgasms," she told him in a husky voice. He tried to clear his head. Holy shit. What had they been doing? "It's a drink." She pushed on his chest, still nibbling on his mouth and chin, moving him backward down the hall toward his bedroom. "Now I want a real one."

After, they lay in Mitch's bed, drowsy and boneless, Kerri sprawled across his chest, stroking him. His hand moved over her back as he lay there, staring into the dark.

"Do you mind that I came here?" she asked sleepily. He looked up at the ceiling. He felt kind of strange, considering he'd just had a mind-blowing orgasm and held her in his arms while she came. Talk about a screaming orgasm. "Um, no," he murmured. "That was awesome."

"Good." She was silent, fingers sliding up over his shoulder. "Laurel wanted to come, too."

"What!" he choked out. He felt her smile against his chest. "We were all turned on from watching that movie. Everyone else had husbands or fiancés to go home to, except her and me. Then I made the mistake of telling everyone I was going to come see you." She lifted her head and peered at him in the darkness. "Is...is that a problem?"

He moved his head, a bit confused. "You told them we're...sleeping together?"

She nodded, biting her bottom lip. "Yeah. I didn't want people to know, but it kind of slipped out."

He looked at her and discovered he could care less if people knew about them. In fact, he was glad. Somehow it made it seem less sleazy. "It's okay," he managed to say, his hands relaxing on her bare skin again.

"So anyway," she continued with some relief, laying her head back down. "Laurel wanted me to share you. Like the threesome in the movie."

"Jesus," he said in a strangled voice.

"And I was almost tempted," she continued, causing his heart to stop beating. "Because I know you have that fantasy..."

"You have got to be kidding," he gasped.

"Yeah. Isn't that your ultimate fantasy?" Her fingers curved over his shoulder, her thumb stroking his clavicle.

"Not any more." "Oh. Then what is your ultimate fantasy?"

"Um...Kerri..."

"You can tell me," she coaxed.

There was a long pause. "Naked yoga," he finally said.

"Hmm?" She lifted her head again. "Naked yoga? Explain."

"You're teaching a yoga class and you're naked. I'm in the class and I'm naked. Everybody's naked. You're demonstrating poses and I can see everything, and then you're helping me and you're putting your hands all over my body."

"The whole class is naked?"

"Yeah...although they don't figure very prominently in the scenario. Guess I have a bit of exhibitionist in me."

"A bit!" She laughed. "Remember that pool party where you guys were having a contest jumping off the diving board to see who could get their shorts off before you hit the water?"

He chuckled. "Were you watching that?"

"Me and about twenty other people. So, hmm, naked yoga. Sounds...intriguing."

"Don't even think of adding that class to your schedule."