The Artist’s Loving Hand
The Artist’s Loving Hand
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
ISBN: 978-1-60435-082-1
Publisher: Red Rose Publishing
Length: Sepal (1,000-5,000 words)
This title was previously published.
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Will the artist in Caleb use his hands for more than painting or will the lust fade?
Paige has spent six months fantasizing about Caleb. When Caleb finally requests Paige pose in the nude, the temptation and attraction between artist and muse is too great to ignore.
Find out if The Artist’s Loving Hand will be heating up more than the canvas between the two.
Paige Albright stepped from behind the tri-fold screen, tightening the aquamarine silk robe around her waist. Midmorning sun streamed into the studio, pulses of light warming the barren room. Fresh from her college graduation, she’d delayed graduate school–much to the chagrin of her parents–for a chance at making it on her own. Thus far, she had ‘made it’ as a waitress, a telemarketer, an office temp and now, as an artist’s model.
She had answered Caleb’s ad in the weekly alternative newspaper six months earlier on a whim, needing a bit of extra cash to last between paychecks. Since it meant spending a large amount of time with Caleb, Paige had been glad she found him attractive. Outwardly handsome, he was a nice, even-tempered man. A man she wanted to know more about. While she had yet to completely remove the robe for a nude portrait, Paige knew she would have no hesitation in agreeing should such a request ever be made.
“Hi, Paige,” Caleb said with a smile as he stepped out of the small bathroom on the opposing wall of the third-floor loft.
“Hi,” Paige replied, watching him prepare his paints and brushes, a large easel and blank canvas facing the window. Caleb dressed casually while he painted–jeans and a t-shirt–and would usually remove his t-shirt the more focused he became. Awkward poses weren’t too difficult to maintain when she was able to stare at his chest.
Not overly muscular but very defined, his golden skin captured her imagination the first afternoon they had worked together. Paige had spent many nights dreaming about Caleb. She liked to imagine their day starting out as any other day but by night, they would be in Caleb’s bedroom, their naked bodies writhing together in pleasure. “By the window today?” she questioned, pushing her inappropriate thoughts to the corner of her mind as she focused on their day’s work.
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