"Did you see the look in their eyes?" Phil asked as he cleared my neck of my long, wavy hair, planting kisses that made me tingle. His fingers caressed my arms and my breasts over my sheer cocktail dress. "I still can't believe it," I said, moaning into his ears. He unclasped my bra as the limo glided through the streets of Berlin. "You are the rising erotica writer of the year. Five hundred thousand sold after the releas...