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Carina Press
ISBN: 9781426895739
Genre: Erotic Literature Fiction

Sexcapades - Book 1 Friends and Benefits

Petra Clark's blog Sexcapades inspires women to embrace sexuality. What readers don't know is that her advice isn't based on personal experience. Despite erotic fantasies about the hot guy at her local coffee shop, social anxiety keeps Petra from connecting with real men in the real world. She's more comfortable as PC, sparring online with her nemesis, the cocky D. Williams.

Counselor by day, blogger by night, Darcy Williams gets a thrill countering PC's female-friendly advice with a macho slant. And when both blogs are nominated for an award, he's intrigued by the chance to finally meet the woman who's been driving him wild with her Sexcapades.

When Petra runs into her coffee-shop crush at the awards party, sparks fly—and so do their clothes. Only after multiple orgasms does she realize who Darcy really is: the competition. Now they're facing accusations of fraud, with stalking and blackmail thrown in. But perhaps most frightening of all are the feelings growing between them…

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Holy hell, a woman who is determined to try every kinky thing she’s ever wanted and a man willing to help her makes for some damn fantastic reading! ~ Slick, Guilty Pleasures

A light quick read that is sure to make you chuckle as well as have you fanning yourself off from the steam that curls up from the pages or screen. ~ Amanda P, Let’s Get Romantical

Sexcapades is a great fun read with fabulous relatable characters and super hot sex scenes full of experimentation (you may even pick up on a few ideas to try at home!).  ~ Sarah, Feeling Fictional


“He’s nothing but a damned ignorant Neanderthal!”

Petra knew her anger at the mysterious D. Williams bordered on irrational. But given how the owner of Mantastic: A Blog for Real Men had contradicted her at every turn, twisting her female-friendly advice into something base and crude that perpetuated the idiocy of the immature man, she really didn’t give a shit. Glaring at the computer screen, she knew that simply putting a retort on her blog wouldn’t be enough to satisfy her annoyance. Once again it was time to take things up a notch.

She furiously typed out a snarky retort in the comments section of Mantastic’s latest post about the top ten things a man can say that will get him dumped. It was time for her to give him another taste of his own medicine. Petra wasn’t going to back away from the opportunity to needle him.

Sure, this particular post probably wasn’t her best option for fodder given he was mostly right—the jerk—but beggars couldn’t be choosers. She knew the moment she hit Send she’d immediately be jumped on by at least thirty adolescent man-children trying to defend what was said in the post. That was part of the fun for her—that and seeing what teasing comment D. Williams would come back with.

Alice scooted up onto the desk, bumping her hip against Petra’s keyboard and jarring her fingers off home row. “Yes, but he’s an ignorant bully with a gazillion followers, which has helped increase your blog’s popularity. People can’t get enough of the two of you ripping each other up.”

“That’s not why I do this, and you know it. He’s arrogant. I hate that.”

Alice let out a huff. “You’re delusional. Face it, Pet, you can’t stand the idea of a man who might actually be good with this relationship stuff. Especially because he happens to have a PhD in psychology and occasionally does give out sound advice to his followers.”

“If that’s even true. There’s no way he can prove his credentials without outing his real identity.” Petra shoved the keyboard away, crossed her arms and turned to face to face her friend. “A real psychologist works in an office with patients and, you know, ethics. They don’t hand out dime store advice on the internet.”

“You do.”

Petra growled. “I run an advice column. I don’t pretend to be something I’m not.”

“What’s to say he’s pretending? You don’t know the guy or what he does for a living.”

It was an old argument, one Petra didn’t feel like getting into. “I know men like him, Alice.” Petra shoved aside her too long bangs from behind her glasses. “He probably thinks he’s God’s gift to women and knows everything because he’s the man. I bet he spends every night at a bar trying to pick up women because he can’t figure out how to be in a real relationship. The women who come to my blog need honest, uncensored advice. They don’t need to have their fears and insecurities perpetuated by his chauvinistic views.”

Turning back to her computer, she rattled off a few more words before hitting Send. “Done.”

Pinching the bridge of her nose, Alice shook her head. “Why do you do this to yourself?”

“Every jerk like D. Williams needs a counterweight. I happen to be his.”


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