An erotic romance novel with themes including sex in public, spanking, exhibitionism and ménage
Cat’s life is falling apart – her boyfriend’s dumped her, she’s lost her home and she’s about to quit her job. Her boss, Brent, has a solution: become his wife for a year, to help him land a big promotion. But Cat’s had a taste of Brent before, and she knows he’s a bad boy who loves women and leaves them. So she agrees to marry him, but tells him there’s to be no sex. He adds his own condition: if she as much as talks to another man in that time, she must pay, by acting out of 12 of Brent’s kinkiest sex fantasies. When she breaks the rule, the forfeit is on: but opening up and letting Brent into her heart, as well as her bed, could be the most dangerous game of all …
Cat stood in front of the desk and tried to switch off the part of her brain that turned to mush at the sight of hard muscles and piercing blue eyes. Well, these hard muscles and blue eyes in particular. And it wasn’t going well. His strong, capable hands were resting on the desk: broad palms that she knew could burn up your skin; long, strong fingers that could reach bits of you that were just begging to be touched. And he was leaning forward, his thick, tousled hair almost within reach. Reminding her of the last time she’d been this close to him, when she had her fingers wound into its soft darkness, pulling him closer, hard against her pussy as his fluttering tongue sent spirals of anticipation deep into her core, anticipation that turned to a throbbing, moaning need.
She shuddered. She didn’t need that kind of sex, any kind of sex, and she totally didn’t need him. She was smart; an honours degree told her that. Smart enough to know bad boy studs like Brent were the last thing she needed.
Falling in lust with Jamie had been bad enough, but to shag Brent on the rebound had been plain fucking crazy stupid. Experienced, street-wise Brent who’d known exactly which words to whisper, exactly how to touch her, exactly how to make her beg and scream in a way good girls shouldn’t. And he’d left her feeling like he’d uncovered a deep down part of her that should have stayed hidden.