Jemima: I wanted to be naughty, so I sign up for an event called the “Virgin Hunt.” Except that this isn’t a figure of speech because it’s the real thing. A handsome man goes out into a field and hunts down a bunch of smiling, giggling girls. What I didn’t expect? That Zane Cathcart would catch me … before pinning me down and making me moan.
Zane: I savor the club’s Virgin Hunts. I appreciate seeing women’s curves fly as their long hair streams in the breeze. I like watching them giggle as their rumps shake, before finally tackling one or two of the sweet things. But of course, the hunt doesn’t stop there because this pursuit was designed with a purpose in mind. There’s a particularly pretty brunette this year with a big smile and voluptuous figure, and if everything goes according to plan, then she’ll be pregnant by the time this hunt is done.
This is a follow-up to Party Toy for 2 Men. Jemima’s determined to find her way to New York City, but when she arrives, she gets the shock of her life because Club Sanctum is everything she envisioned and more. We ain’t in Kansas anymore, Toto! Strap on your seatbelts for a wild ride … or don’t because the hunt is ON. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and always a HEA for my readers.