The Midnight Masquerade
Rumored to be the most debauched party of the year on the East coast, The Midnight Masquerade has only two rules: no one leaves and the masks stay on until midnight.

But what kind of trouble can Hannah and two handsome strangers make before midnight?


* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

~EXCERPT~

Somehow, I’d made it to one of “the boxes” with Ashton Kane, only the mecca of debauchery in the entire country. Ben will never believe this when I tell him. I wished I’d had more to drink then maybe I might be a little smoother, more charming.

He drew me down beside him on the couch and ran a fingertip along the edge of my mask. It only covered my eyes and the top of my nose, but the detail work was exquisite. My whole outfit had been planned around it. Achingly slow, he removed his fingers and put them down in his lap. I stifled a whimper at the loss of that phantom touch.

“You look like someone kicked your puppy.”

I smiled, despite wishing he would return his hands to my face. “I liked that.”

Shifting so his knees aligned with mine, he traced a digit across my bottom lip. I stopped myself from sucking it in. There must have been something in the air because I wanted him, more than I had ever wanted another man. He continued to caress my top lip and my breathing started getting heavy.

“You like that?” he whispered.

I nodded, not wanting to speak so he wouldn’t stop.

“Where else do you want me to touch you?”

“Anywhere you want.”
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The Midnight Masquerade
Rumored to be the most debauched party of the year on the East coast, The Midnight Masquerade has only two rules: no one leaves and the masks stay on until midnight.

But what kind of trouble can Hannah and two handsome strangers make before midnight?


* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

~EXCERPT~

Somehow, I’d made it to one of “the boxes” with Ashton Kane, only the mecca of debauchery in the entire country. Ben will never believe this when I tell him. I wished I’d had more to drink then maybe I might be a little smoother, more charming.

He drew me down beside him on the couch and ran a fingertip along the edge of my mask. It only covered my eyes and the top of my nose, but the detail work was exquisite. My whole outfit had been planned around it. Achingly slow, he removed his fingers and put them down in his lap. I stifled a whimper at the loss of that phantom touch.

“You look like someone kicked your puppy.”

I smiled, despite wishing he would return his hands to my face. “I liked that.”

Shifting so his knees aligned with mine, he traced a digit across my bottom lip. I stopped myself from sucking it in. There must have been something in the air because I wanted him, more than I had ever wanted another man. He continued to caress my top lip and my breathing started getting heavy.

“You like that?” he whispered.

I nodded, not wanting to speak so he wouldn’t stop.

“Where else do you want me to touch you?”

“Anywhere you want.”
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The Midnight Masquerade

The Midnight Masquerade

by Monica Corwin
The Midnight Masquerade

The Midnight Masquerade

by Monica Corwin

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Overview

Rumored to be the most debauched party of the year on the East coast, The Midnight Masquerade has only two rules: no one leaves and the masks stay on until midnight.

But what kind of trouble can Hannah and two handsome strangers make before midnight?


* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

~EXCERPT~

Somehow, I’d made it to one of “the boxes” with Ashton Kane, only the mecca of debauchery in the entire country. Ben will never believe this when I tell him. I wished I’d had more to drink then maybe I might be a little smoother, more charming.

He drew me down beside him on the couch and ran a fingertip along the edge of my mask. It only covered my eyes and the top of my nose, but the detail work was exquisite. My whole outfit had been planned around it. Achingly slow, he removed his fingers and put them down in his lap. I stifled a whimper at the loss of that phantom touch.

“You look like someone kicked your puppy.”

I smiled, despite wishing he would return his hands to my face. “I liked that.”

Shifting so his knees aligned with mine, he traced a digit across my bottom lip. I stopped myself from sucking it in. There must have been something in the air because I wanted him, more than I had ever wanted another man. He continued to caress my top lip and my breathing started getting heavy.

“You like that?” he whispered.

I nodded, not wanting to speak so he wouldn’t stop.

“Where else do you want me to touch you?”

“Anywhere you want.”

Product Details

BN ID: 2940016582641
Publisher: Decadent Publishing Company, LLC
Publication date: 05/01/2013
Series: The Edge Series , #68
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: eBook
File size: 240 KB

About the Author

Monica Corwin is a military analyst turned erotic romance author currently living in Pennsylvania. She writes, reads, and breathes romance in all its forms. In her spare time she runs a book review website and was formerly a columnist for Night Owl Magazine.
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