Psychic Detective III: Deadly Shot

Psychic Detective III: Deadly Shot

by Fletchina Archer
     
 

With the evidence that psychic detective Angela Simmons has given her, Joyce Carter confronts her inventor husband Don, with having sex with a number of other women. When he flatly denies it in spite of the photographs Joyce shows him, she flies into a rage and stabs him with a steak knife. There is no question that Don is dead, but is Joyce responsible?

Overview

With the evidence that psychic detective Angela Simmons has given her, Joyce Carter confronts her inventor husband Don, with having sex with a number of other women. When he flatly denies it in spite of the photographs Joyce shows him, she flies into a rage and stabs him with a steak knife. There is no question that Don is dead, but is Joyce responsible?

In this fast-paced, sexy mystery, Angela uses all of her talents as a psychic as well as her connections from the coroner's office to the FBI to uncover an intricate scheme of industrial espionage and murder in the billion dollar microchip industry.

How will Angela's lover Ronda Moore respond when she finds out that her other lover Joan is in one of the incriminating photographs with Don Carter? How will Angela react to Ronda's hopes and fantasies that Angela will punish her for her unfaithfulness with Joan? How can these three lovers deal with betrayal and enjoy sex together? And what happens when Ronda's rich and handsome husband joins them for over-the-top sex?

Each woman has her own part to play in solving the mystery, gratifying the lust and fulfilling the loves of the others in this novel of non-stop sex, love, infidelity and action that centres on Angela and her psychic abilities.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781906328306
Publisher:
Totally Entwined Group Ltd
Publication date:
09/17/2007
Series:
Psychic Detective
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
85
File size:
348 KB
Age Range:
18 Years

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Deadly Shot

 

Nothing. So, she concluded, George Winters must have been right. It must have been a heart attack though Mr. Carter seemed to be at the peak of fitness. Angela knew from the evidence of her agents’ surveillance that he swam and lifted weights every day. Not only that, she knew that he indulged in...her mind paused for a moment to search for the right word...vigorous...sexual activity with a variety of women even sometimes including his wife. Angela felt her breathing increase just perceptibly as she recalled the videos of Mr. Carter fucking the women.

Fucking... Angela flashed back to the living room of Ronda’s mansion... Ronda’s bare leg flashing through the opening of the sarong loosely tied over her hips as she came down the stairs, a translucent white top tied above her navel barely concealing her breasts...Jeff’s mighty erection when he came into the bedroom where Ronda and

Angela were waiting. Ronda’s face contorted with pleasure as Angela guided Jeff’s cock into her. Ronda’s disappointment at his quick orgasm. Angela stroking his limp penis with her hand until it revived, taking him into her mouth until he was once again their stallion, Ronda steering his cock into Angela’s throbbing vagina as Angela mounted him and thrust down on him to take the full length and breadth of him into her while Ronda sucked on her nipples. The sheer beauty of that cock that Ronda and

Angela shared whenever they could. How taking pleasure in Jeff had magnified the enjoyment each of them felt and forged a bond between Angela and Ronda like nothing else could...the anticipation, the pleasure, the utter voyeurism as they tried every imaginable combination of sensuous delight their three bodies could offer and their three minds could imagine—eyes, minds, vaginas, breasts, mouths, hands and that telephone pole hard penis. And the feeling of belonging that came with her relationship with Ronda. For so long she’d felt like the outsider looking in and now there was someone who cared enough to take care of her.

The ringing of her cell phone interrupted her reverie.

“You coming home any time soon?” Ronda’s voice heightened Angela’s arousal as it kindled the warmth in her heart. Tingling began to rise from between her legs as she anticipated seeing her lover. She could almost feel Ronda’s appreciative eyes and hands on her body. And Angela began to salivate at the thought of the supper she knew her lover would have prepared with care and devotion. The meals Ronda created...

“Soon, my love.”

 

Meet the Author

I was born in Colorado where I also went to high school and college. I have a black belt in karate but since I was in a match with a person that smiled the whole time while managing to disappear whenever I got close, I’ve studied Tai Chi, the art of not being there, as well as yoga. These arts figure in my writing as I bring together the realms of emotional involvement, sexual fantasy and erotic reality to explore all of the possibilities of lust, love, experience and imagination.

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