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by Opal Carew

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It all started with an innocent request…Melissa's friend Shane asked her to accompany him on a business trip to an exclusive resort. But The Sweet Surrender is no ordinary vacation spot--it's for men and women who swing. As Melissa mingles with the other guests and discovers the resort's fantasy rooms, she's tempted to explore her naughty side and


It all started with an innocent request…Melissa's friend Shane asked her to accompany him on a business trip to an exclusive resort. But The Sweet Surrender is no ordinary vacation spot--it's for men and women who swing. As Melissa mingles with the other guests and discovers the resort's fantasy rooms, she's tempted to explore her naughty side and live out her most sinful fantasies—but she isn't prepared for the storm of desire that awaits. She soon finds herself torn between two men, one of her oldest friends and a handsome stranger who belongs to another. Both men bring her the most exquisite pleasure, but which man will win her heart?

Her work has been described as "scorching," "intoxicating" and "brilliant," and this is Opal Carew's hottest novel yet. Visit The Sweet Surrender and sample its decadent pleasures for yourself…if you can take the heat.

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“Opal Carew's Swing is a blazing hot erotic romp... a must-read for lovers of erotic romance. A fabulously fun and stupendously steamy read for a cold winter's night. This one's so hot, you might need to wear oven mitts while you're reading it!” —Romance Junkies

4 stars! A beautiful erotic romance...real and powerful.” —Romantic Times

Swing is fresh, exciting and extremely sexual with characters you'll fall in love with. Absolutely fantastic!” —Fresh Fiction

“The constant and imaginative sexual situations keep the reader's interest along with likable characters with emotional depth. Be prepared for all manner of coupling including groups, exhibitionism, voyeurism, and same sex unions…I recommend Swing for the adventuresome who don't mind singeing their senses.” —Regency Reader

Swing is so much fun to read…The story line is fast-paced with wonderful humor.” —Genre Go Round Reviews

4 stars! Carew's devilish twists and turns keep the emotional pitch of the story moving from sad to suspenseful to sizzling to downright surprising in the end...The plot moves swiftly and satisfyingly.” —Romantic Times on Twin Fantasies

“Opal Carew brings erotic romance to a whole new level…she writes a compelling romance and sets your senses on fire with her love scenes!” —Reader to Reader on Twin Fantasies

4 stars! Written with great style. ... Twin Fantasies is surely a must for any erotic romance fan, ménage enthusiasts in particular.” —Just Erotic Romance Reviews on Twin Fantasies

Twin Fantasies is plain delicious in its sensuality. Opal Carew has a great imagination and her sensual scenes are sure to get a fire going in many readers.” —A Romance Review on Twin Fantasies

4 ½ hearts! Twin Fantasies has humor, angst, drama, lots of hot sex, and interesting characters that make for an entertaining read that you will have a hard time putting down.” —The Romance Studio on Twin Fantasies

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Chapter 1

“Would you come to a swingers’ club with me?” Shane asked.

Melissa’s stomach felt like it had dropped to her knees. She couldn’t think of a single question he could have asked that would have shocked her more.

As she stared at him in silence, he leaned toward her, candlelight glowing in his eyes. The clinking of cutlery and plates, mellowed by the hum of conversation, swirled around them.

“Would you pretend to be my wife and come to a swingers’ club with me?”

His repeating the words didn’t make them any clearer. She just sat there and stared at him for a moment, stunned. Finally, she realized there wasn’t any more. No “April Fool’s Day!” No “Boy, look at the expression on your face. I got you that time.”

And to think, when she’d sensed the hesitation in his voice moments earlier, she’d been worried he was going to ask her if she wanted to take their relationship to the next level. Not that she should have expected him to ask such a question, but she realized now that a small part of her had hoped that’s where he’d been heading.

And that shocked her almost as much as his actual question.


Für Elise chimed from her purse. Saved by the bell.

“That’ll be Elaine. I had lunch with her and she asked me to babysit for a few days. She was going to call to confirm dates. It’ll just take a second.”

And give her a moment to get her head together.

As Shane watched Melissa rummage around in her purse, he took a sip of his imported beer from the tall, gold-rimmed glass. The aroma of fresh bread filled his nostrils as the waiter placed a basket of crusty rolls on the table.

Melissa was a doting aunt to those kids and a regular mother hen to both her younger sisters, Elaine and Ginny. Although both were grown women, Melissa still felt she had to take care of them, as she had been doing since she was sixteen when her mother had abandoned them.

Melissa flicked open the phone. “Hello?”

“Hi, sis. Oh, damn, that’s the baby, can you hang on?” Elaine said.

“Sure, I’ll wait.”

As Melissa listened to the sounds of kids chattering and a baby crying on the other end of the line, she gazed at Shane. Classically handsome with a boyish charm, his wide smile revealed straight, white teeth. Her gaze caressed the broad line of his shoulders. Those shoulders could carry a lot of weight, and had certainly soaked up a lot of her tears over the years. He always held her with such warmth, usually in the brief hugs he gave her in greeting, but sometimes longer, when he knew she was troubled or hurting.

Right now she could imagine her hands running over that solid, muscular form, imagine his strong arms sliding around her, pulling her against his hard, masculine chest. Her gaze shifted back to his face . . . to his full, sexy lips, imagining them capturing hers.

“Liss? Something wrong?”

Her face blossomed with heat as she realized Shane was staring at her.

“No, sorry, I just got . . . distracted.”

He grinned. “I’d love to know where that serious mind of yours wandered off to, because I’ve never seen your cheeks so red.”

Her cheeks blazed hotter. She stroked her hair behind her ear and took a sip of her drink. “Well, never you mind. A girl is allowed some secrets, even from her closest friends.”

Melissa hoped he hadn’t guessed what she’d been daydreaming about. This was the first time, since they’d met at college, that they’d both been unattached at the same time while living in the same city. They’d gotten closer than ever over the past few months, sometimes even joking that Shane was her surrogate boyfriend. If only he knew how close that was to the truth. Melissa had always felt a flicker of attraction to him, but lately it had spiraled into a full-blown crush.

Melissa’s hand shifted to her neck to toy with the diamond heart necklace Shane had given her last Christmas. She had struggled with accepting something so expensive, but Shane had insisted, pointing out that with the money he had it was about the same, proportionally speaking, as her spending twenty-five dollars on a gift for him, so it wouldn’t be fair of her to turn it down.

“Sorry, sis, can I call you back?” Elaine asked, tiny Joey wailing in the background.

“Sure, that’s fine.” Melissa hung up the phone and laid it on the table. “She’s going to call back.”

She tapped her fingers on the table.

“So this club . . .”

A swingers’ club. He’d asked her to a swingers’ club.

“It’s like . . . wife swapping?” she continued.

“It’s really a resort, not a club.”

“But we’re not even a couple. Why would you ask me to go somewhere like that?”

“Because I’m planning on buying the resort.”


Shane realized this was going better than he’d thought it would. At least she hadn’t said no yet. He really wanted to experience the resort firsthand and he couldn’t do that as a single male. Melissa was the only woman he could reasonably ask to pose as his wife.

He could understand her surprise at his request. A few weeks ago, he would have been just as surprised as she was—until he’d had that conversation with Geoff, a new member of his golf club. After a few rounds of drinks and a long discussion about the low success rate of marriages today, Geoff had confided to Shane that he knew the secret to a long and happy marriage. He’d handed Shane a card for a swingers’ resort in St. Haven in the British West Indies. Shane had been skeptical until Geoff pointed out that he and his wife had been going there since it opened five years ago, and to local clubs before that, and they had been happily married for over twenty years now.

Maybe this really was the secret to marital bliss. Who was Shane, with his multiply divorced parents, to decide he knew better? And even if it wasn’t, it could prove to be a great investment. Either way, he had nothing to lose, and a great deal to gain.

“I think a place like this could allow couples to overcome the stagnation that occurs after years of sleeping with the same person and add enough spice and variety to their lives so that they could keep a happy and loving marriage going. If my parents had gone somewhere like that, maybe they wouldn’t have divorced.” Shane grabbed a roll and buttered it.

“I’m really not comfortable with the idea of going to a place like that.”

“I understand, but there’s an orientation session that allows newbies to take a look around with no pressure to join in the . . . activities. It’ll only be five days, and you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

She pursed her lips.

“It’s really a beautiful spot. It’s on a small island called St. Haven and it’s—”

Her cell phone chimed again.

“Sorry, excuse me . . .” She flicked it open. “Uh-huh.”

She grabbed her pocket calendar from her purse and flipped through the pages to April.

“The sixteenth? Yeah, that should be okay. How many days? Five.”

She jotted some notes in her planner.

“Where is this place?” She glanced at Shane then made some more notes. “Uh-huh. Sounds nice. Okay, I’ll talk to you Sunday.”

She glanced at Shane. “What was the name of that island again?”

“St. Haven.”

“And the resort? Is it called The Sweet Surrender?”

“Yeah, how did you know?”

Her mouth compressed into a straight line. “Because that’s where Elaine and Steve are going.”

Melissa watched the road through the drizzle-coated windshield as the wipers whooshed back and forth. Thoughts of Elaine and that . . . resort . . . bounced around her brain. How could Elaine have let Steve talk her into going to a place like that?

Shane said he’d told Steve about his plans to buy the resort and that seemed to have given Steve ideas of his own. Melissa knew Steve and Elaine had been having intimacy problems, but they just needed to balance their love life with the kids. Granted, that wasn’t easy with three young children, but going to a swingers’ club was definitely not the answer.

Elaine was rushing into something she didn’t understand. Melissa’s only chance of convincing her to change her mind was to go to this place and learn as much as she could about it and about the kind of people who went there. Faced with the facts, surely Elaine would see reason.

Melissa sighed. At least Elaine had a husband to go home to. All Melissa had was an empty apartment.

Damn it. Earlier she’d been terrified that Shane had guessed the way she’d been feeling about him. Now, faced with going home to a lonely bed again, she realized how disappointed she was that he hadn’t.

She was so comfortable with Shane. The thought of falling asleep in his arms, snuggled against his firm, muscular chest, sent warmth washing through her.

As she drove, images of Shane in his swim trunks from when they’d gone to the beach last summer—his sexy, muscular body gleaming in the sunshine—washed though her mind. Her insides tightened at the thought of him pulling her against him and kissing her, consuming her lips in passion. Her lips tingled as she imagined his mouth moving against hers, his tongue slipping inside. She sighed. Sharp pangs of need pulsed through her as she imagined his hands gliding over her body, stroking her breasts, then his mouth covering her nipple. It hardened and elongated at the imagined pull of his mouth, the swirl of his tongue.

Oh God, she should not be obsessing about Shane just because she’d been without a man for a couple of months. She shifted in the seat, feeling hot and damp. Good heavens, she needed a man.

She turned right onto her street, then pulled into her driveway. She grabbed her purse from the seat and dodged through the rain to the front door. She unlocked it and, as she pushed it open, she heard the phone ringing from inside. She kicked off her shoes and raced across the room, then snatched up the receiver.

“Hi, there.” Shane’s deep voice greeted her.

“Oh hi, I just got in the door.”

“I figured. I wanted to make sure you got home okay. With the rain and all.”

“Thanks.” His caring gesture warmed her heart. “I’m glad you called. I wanted to talk to you about the resort. . . .”

“Liss, I’m really sorry that Steve—”

“No, that’s not your fault. What I wanted to say is that I’d like to go. I need to learn more about it. I need to be able to talk Elaine out of going there and . . . information is power. The more I know, the more convincing I’ll be.”

“Okay. I . . . uh . . . went ahead and booked us in for next week, just in case you said yes. We’ll have to leave next Wednesday.”

She smiled. “And if I’d said no?”

“Then they would have been stuck with an empty room.”

“Room? Just one?”

“Well, I can’t go as a single man. I assumed we’d go as a couple, but they do allow single women, so if you’d rather go alone . . .”

The thought of wandering around a resort like that on her own, among the sex-hungry males . . . and females . . . who would frequent such a place sent shivers up her spine.

“There’s no way I’m going alone!”

“Great. You’ve got a passport, right?”


“And can you make a doctor’s appointment this week?”

“Why? Do I need to get shots?” She cringed, hating the thought of a needle piercing her skin.

“No. The resort is very exclusive and requires medical testing for all its guests, to ensure they don’t have any sexually transmitted diseases. I saw Dr. Lane today and he told me he could get my results back in time. If you go in this week, he can rush them both through.”

Her stomach knotted.

“But I’m not planning on . . . you know . . . doing anything while I’m there.”

“They don’t know that.”

She sighed. Of course they didn’t.

“Okay. I’ll call tomorrow morning.” She grabbed the planner from her purse and jotted down a reminder. “Anything else?”

“Yes. It’s probably not a good idea to mention that you work for a news station. It could make people nervous. Maybe you should say you’re a freelance writer or something. Also, do you mind if we go as Mr. and Mrs. Woods? It’s better if we don’t use my name. I don’t want anyone to figure out I’m the one interested in buying the place.”


Mr. Shane Woods.

Thoughts of Shane at her side using her last name and pretending to be her husband sent her heartbeat racing, interesting possibilities flickering through her mind. The two of them in an intimate setting, acting as husband and wife. Tender touches, holding hands, a kiss on the temple.

“One room means one bed, right?” she asked.

“Uh . . . yeah. . . .”

Excitement danced along her nerve endings. She imagined being in that room now, Shane lying on the bed. Her hormones surged once again as she thought about undressing him, about exploring every plane and muscular bulge . . . every hard, masculine surface of that gorgeous body of his.

Her insides quivered as she realized she was about to do something very foolish.

Copyright © 2007 by Elizabeth Batten-Carew. All rights reserved.

Meet the Author

Opal Carew is the author of Total Abandon, Pleasure Bound, Twin Fantasies and other erotic romance novels. "So why do I like writing erotic romance?" she asks. "I like being able to push beyond traditional boundaries." Opal loves crystals, dragons, feathers, cats, pink hair, the occult and all that glitters. While she writes, she listens to inspirational music, lights candles and keeps crystals near. Before devoting herself to her passion as a writer, Opal spent 15 years as a software analyst, and she has a degree in Mathematics from the University of Waterloo. She lives with her husband and two sons in Ontario, Canada.

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harstan More than 1 year ago
She had to grow up fast as the oldest of three sisters because their mother abandoned them and her two younger sisters needed adult supervision and guidance. Melissa Woods has done that and much more but in the process turned into an all work no fun person as responsibility became her mantra.--------------- Her wealthy friend Shane Mason invites Melissa to accompany him for a weekend at the swinging Sweet Surrender resort in St. Haven in the British West Indies that he is considering buying. However, she has mixed feelings about going because the customers of Sweet Surrender are couples, but looks forward to being pampered for a change. Shane and Melissa pretend to be married. Meanwhile Suzanne the current owner asks her friend private investigator Ty Adams to look into who this unknown mysterious buyer is. Because he knows his friend loathes having to sell, Ty automatically hates the unknown buyer, who he quickly thinks is Melissa as she is a fish out of water amongst the uninhibited guests. However, as he comes to her ¿rescue¿, they fall in love while Shane and Suzanne are attracted to one another too.----------- The reason SWING is so much fun to read is Melissa as the audience watches her slowly mature and grows in personal seductive confidence amidst the erotic setting. The story line is fast-paced with wonderful humor enhancing Melissa's journey to orgasms as she is having the time of her life with Ty, but also does not want to hurt Shane or dump him as she still cares for him and has some fears of rejection. Opal Carew provides a fabulous heater although the climax is atypical of the romance genre, but apropos for sensual Melissa¿s SWEET SUYRRENDER to her erotic side.--------- Harriet Klausner
macherie More than 1 year ago
OK, so off the bat this book was intriguing on the account that it's relate able to women, who all know have a wild and kinky side of them This is what the book indulges on, you get to experience a woman who goes on the ride of a lifetime. Although the book has a lot of sex, the author does a good job, in mixing romance with it and give the reader a good insight on sex, relationship, and commitment........i enjoyed it, and trust me you are in for a ride
Blueeyes84 More than 1 year ago
This book is racy by far!! Talk about making your mind wonder. This book is so erotic it's NOT for that faint of heart. I highly recommend reading this book if you have an open mind for sex. Only a few chapters in and you will be clenching your legs and you'll be drooling!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book is one I can read over and over. HOT!!!!
happytearsandheart More than 1 year ago
Very hot and steamy! I didn't think it would have the effect it had on me, but it had me wanting to be with them, made my heart race! Towards the end it did feel like it was starting to drag out a little but overall a great read and one i'll read again!
iluvbooks81 More than 1 year ago
I think my smoke alarm is going off. Holy heck, no joke this one scorching HOT book. Swing is one of the best erotic books I've read in a long time. I was hooked from the first page and really could not put this book down. Loved every page!
Jessica Carman More than 1 year ago
this book will make you tingle. it was hard to put down and left you wanting more!
S_P_Daphne More than 1 year ago
I loved Swing! It's a great read for a rainy day or if you just want to escape the "everyday grind of work, home to cook, see the kids, sleep, back to work!" I definitly recommend if you are open to new experiences and looking to explore a way to add some spice into your relationships. I also recommend the book Six if you liked Swing. It's racey, thought provoking and bound to get your blood pumping! Must read!
ET70 More than 1 year ago
Super hot! Opal Carew does not disappoint.
bookfreakIN More than 1 year ago
This book was HOT! If you have ever fantasized about what the swingers' lifestyle was like then this is it. Found the fact that safe sex was not promoted somewhat intriguing given today's concerns but overall, this was a really steamy one!
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I picked this book up today and I am almost done with it. It is a really good and steamy read,
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