"5 Enchantments!...Layla Chase has written a graphically delightful story about love and seduction, a sensual weekend of wooing, filled with steamy sex..."--Desiree Douglas, Enchanting Reviews
"5 Hearts!...Ms. Layla Chase has again presented her readers with a sizzling story of two friends who never seemed to be single at the same time...She has woven this storyline into a red-hot read which is captivating and definitely a page-turner...Clint and Lacy, the main characters, were definitely top notched. They both were able to get things done and it spilled over into their relationship. The plot of this story is something that Ms. Chase is known for. Her readers will already understand how efficiently she tells this story. This rendition will definitely produce new readers. It is not, however, for the faint of heart...While I loved the main characters, this story would have been incomplete without the myriad of supporting cast...The way she described her characters enabled me to visualize the story...I loved this book and highly recommend it."--Brenda Talley, The Romance Studio
"5 Angels!...A short read that is packed with humor and fun. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this book. I read it in one day and the changing relationship between Clint and Lacy made me laugh...a light hearted book that shows how love can last and how important friendship is...When I got to the end I couldn’t believe it was really over. This is the first book I have read by Mrs. Chase, but I will be looking for and purchasing her others."--Kim N., Fallen Angel Reviews
"...A quick read filled with humor, fun, and some wonderful sex scenes. The friends-to-lovers aspect is explored in depth. Lacy and Clint struggle with taking that next step, but when they do, it really jumps off the page. Lacy is a smart sexy woman and Clint is a drool-worthy cowboy. These are very well-written characters. Saddle up for A Cowboy Seduction, Yee haw!"--Vivian, Joyfully Reviewed
...As he’d imagined so many times, Lacy’s body was perfect. Rounded ass, slim waist, and plump breasts. What he hadn’t imagined was her as an exhibitionist—a discovery he intended to remember at a later time. Right now, he was just trying to suck in enough oxygen to keep from keeling over.
“Clint! What are you doing?”
“Me? I’m upgrading my viewing position for the titillation show.” Leaning a hand on the wall, he stepped out of a boot and yanked off a sock.
She clasped a forearm across her breasts and jerked a thumb over her shoulder, then slapped that hand over her ass. “Who’s in the yard?” Her knees bent and she dropped into the water, a grimace twisting her mouth.
Poor thing. The water must be cold. Taking his time, he stripped his other foot of boot and sock. “My friend, Ramon Montemayor. He wanted me to say thanks. So far, your…uh…display is the social highlight of his month.”
And Clint burned with the knowledge he’d missed it.
Reluctant to crowd her, he eased over to the vanity and leaned a hip against it. By now, the water was clear of bubbles, but she’d wrapped arms around bent knees, effectively shielding her body. Forcing an innocent grin, he asked, “Enjoy your bath?”
Her eyes closed and she shook her head, then ducked her chin. “I’m so embarrassed.” A shiver ran through her body.
“No need. You were seeking relaxation.” He pushed off the sink and moved to the head of the tub to start the water flowing again.
At the rushing sound, her head popped up. “Why are you doing that?”
“To warm you. Pull the plug and let out some of the cold.” He’d have done it but she seemed too skittish for him to put any body part in the water. Instead, he tipped the bottle of scented gel and allowed a stream to fall for several seconds before recapping it.
“I’m not sure…”
He worked hard to keep his voice light, wanting her to accept his presence here. “I see your muscles are tense again.”
“They are…a little bit.” She glanced at the rising meringues of bubbles and loosened her hold on her legs. One hand crept under the water to replace the plug, and she turned down the water to a thin stream.
Just the indication he needed. “Lacy, turn around.” With quick twists, he unbuttoned his cuffs and pulled his denim shirt over his head, leaving on his t-shirt. Kneeling, he grabbed the sea sponge and dipped it into the water, wringing out the warm water over her shoulders. In slow circles, he rubbed the sponge over her back, moving deeper along her sides with each stroke.
“Ahh, that’s nice.” Her hands grasped the edge of the tub and her head drooped, exposing her neck. “So soothing.”
Soothing wasn’t exactly the mood he was aiming for. He let his fingers trail behind the sponge as he ran it down her spine. The tips of his fingers felt electrified, like when he touched the goat fence before Ramon switched it off.
Her body stiffened and then her shoulders shimmied, as if asking for more.
“Lacy, do you feel that tingle? Like when we danced?”
“Hmmm. Probably static.”
“Static doesn’t happen in water.” He ran his fingers lightly along the ridge of her collarbone and watched her skin ripple with gooseflesh. No denying that reaction. “This is between us.” He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her nape, swirling his tongue over the bone.
A bit soapy, but worth the taste of warm skin. “Are you relaxing?”
“Uh-huh.”
“That’s good.” His fingers ran along her ribs to her slender waist, silky skin sliding beneath his fingers. Going slow was killing him. What he wanted was to reach his hands around and cup both breasts. Let the weight fill his hands, burning their shape into his memory. But he hesitated. “What about your arms? Were they tense?” Moving along the side of the tub, he lifted her arm and ran the soapy sponge along the top and then back along the underside.
She sucked in a breath and, with the inhalation, her breasts rose two inches above the bubbles.
The revealed skin was enticing, slippery and pale. Heat pooled in his groin and he flexed his hips so his erection pressed against the cold porcelain tub. Pleasurable pain wrapped around his cock and he gritted his teeth. If he wasn’t careful, he’d jump way ahead of her pace...