What He Wants

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Reviews For WHAT HE WANTS by C’ann Inman

"What He Wants is the sort of story that draws you into it almost immediately. It's got humor, romance, a splash of fantasy, and a lot of emotion. C'ann Inman does a magnificent job crafting characters that slip seamlessly into your head and into your heart! What He Wants is a book that you'll definitely be reading more than once!"

Reviewer LindseyAnn Denson Rating 4stars Sensuality Rating sultry

"How was an unemployed Diana Stafford to know that an innocuous job advertised in the newspaper would end up with her married and pregnant in less than a month? But the real catch is that he is not a mere man, and the plans he has for her! Read on to see the heat turn up, page after page between these two!

What He Wants is by authoress C’ann Inman. From cover to cover this book sizzles! Ms. Inman has an amazingly descriptive voice, couple that with carnal heat, and it creates a sensational novel. The premise is divinely fresh and new. The readers will go crazy for this paranormal story. It is packed with great writing and sexual tension that will literally heat up the pages right before the reader’s eyes. Ms. Inman needs to be on every reader’s auto-buy list when only a fresh wordsmith with exciting characters, and original storylines will suffice.If you are tired of the same old paranormal stories/books, with the worn out storylines that are used over and over again, then you need to buy this book. It is definitely not like any paranormal you have read lately! What He Wants by C’ann Inman will totally amaze, entertain, and stimulate you at the same time. Stop by Whiskey Creek Press to buy your copy today!"

Reviewed by Janalee Love Romances 4 Hearts

"Ms. Inman’s What He Wants is an engrossing tale of lust, love and growth. Diana is a character that develops and matures throughout the story. I enjoyed her thoughts on the other applicants when she was applying for the job. She had a confidence in herself that was not swayed by the beautiful young women surrounding her. Having said that, let me state that there were times in her interactions with Sheridan that I really wanted to shake some sense into her. Although I didn’t mind that fact that they jumped immediately into bed together (who hasn’t thought of it at one time or another?!), I felt that she was too strong of a woman to continually put herself in a position where Sheridan kept hurting her emotionally. As for Sheridan, he’s one hottie! Smart, rich and sexy…what more could a girl ask for? Well, maybe a little commitment. Sheridan holds himself apart from Diana for what really amounts to a class distinction. I don’t want to give away anything but basically, he feels she won’t fit in with his family and people. Before he can come to terms with his feelings for her, he must realize that those who love him will also love the person who makes him happy. What He Wants is a story that will engage you; whether you’re gnashing your teeth or fanning your face, you won’t be able to put this one down."

Reviewed by: Trang 4 Angels Fallen Angel Reviews

This book is awesome and I couldn't put it down until I finished it. Sheridan is the ultimate alpha male and in complete control. His sensual attitude will have reader's running for the ice and turning on the fans. The love scenes are very intense and passionate between this couple and the sparks are non-stop. The plot is full of twists and turns and keeps you guessing where it will all lead. C'ann Inman has penned a wonderful book full of romance and adventure.

Angel, The Romance Studio

I enjoyed this book a lot. Diana is a wonderful character put in an untenable situation. The supporting characters are particularly well written and add a lot to the story. It is fun to see them either helping or hindering the relationship between the two main characters.

Maura, Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance

"Overall, What He Wants is an enthralling story. I was intrigued from the first page and the more I read, the more engrossed I became."

Sin St Luke Rating: 4 Stars Heat level: O
Just Erotic Romance Reviews

WHAT HE WANTS is a charming and engrossing romance that will capture the reader’s attention from the get-go. Diana and Sheridan are perfectly matched in every way. Sheridan knows his duty to his race is very important and he will follow the rules to the letter. But as we all know, things don't always go according to plan.
C'ann Inman’s WHAT HE WANTS is a bewitching story that readers will surely enjoy.
Sinclair Reid

Excerpt

Sample Chapter For WHAT HE WANTS by C’ann Inman

Diana Stafford paused in the paved driveway after she stepped out of her small white car. The house—no mansion—was amazing. Huge. Stately. There were white columns rising from porch to roof. Wraparound porches on the first and second floor. A soft breeze blew, and she could smell the magnolias in the air.

She tilted her head back, shielded her eyes, and took in the whole picture. She would be lucky if they hired her. She accepted that. Diana was no fool. After her last company downsized and released her from her secretarial duties, she brushed up on her childcare license and looked for work as a nanny/housekeeper.

The ad in the paper caught her eye. The household needed a woman who would watch children and do a bit of housekeeping. The salary wasn’t listed, but she could ask about that during the interview. She was growing more nervous by the second. Her nest egg was running out at a rapid rate of speed, and she needed work.

Diana calmed herself and walked sedately up the stone steps and rang the doorbell. Scarcely a minute later, the door was opened by an austere, older man who looked down his nose at her.

“Come inside, Miss. The waiting room is the first one on your right.”

Diana stepped inside and nodded politely at the butler, or whatever he was. She proceeded into the waiting room and paused. Oh shit. There was something wrong here. There were women draped over every piece of furniture. Beautiful, hand-carved cherry wood furniture. Hell. Beautiful women. Women who made others like Diana want to save every penny they owned to invest in plastic surgery. Not women who did housework and wanted to be a nanny. Shit. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. The light red curl promptly popped back as a stray.

She found an empty chair by the doorway and sat down. Maybe she was dressed inappropriately. Her suit was simple. The white shirt underneath the plain brown suit was nothing to write home about. Diana looked from one woman to the next and inwardly sighed. She had a snowball’s chance in hell finding a position here. Why were all these women looking for a childcare position?

There was a brown, soft leather couch to her right, displaying four beautiful blondes sandwiched side-by-side. Diana met one woman’s eyes and nodded. The woman looked away and said something in a whisper to another one. They smiled at her arrogantly and turned their heads.

Hmph! Not only were they beautiful, they were also bitchy. Go figure. She should have brought something to read. This was going to take some time.

The butler came over to her and offered her a book.

Diana looked up at him. “This is the right house, isn’t it? You are in need of a housekeeper and nanny?” Her eyes darted around the room and made another mental comparison between herself and the beauty queens.

He nodded. “Yes, ma’am.” Diana smiled and thanked him. He nodded briefly, turned on his heel and left the room. When she looked up again, the blondes were sneering at her. Diana looked back at them and arched her eyebrow. They probably couldn’t read. That had to be it. The thought tickled her, and she smiled to herself.

* * * *

Sheridan looked at the monitor and watched the interaction between the women. He motioned to the blondes and grimaced. “These four aren’t going to make it through the door. If I wanted to get laid, yes. For this position, no. Tell them to leave.”

Trevor hit an intercom button and issued the instructions. Two minutes later, the blondes stormed out of the room.

Sheridan perused the room before he tapped the screen. “Send in this brunette. Then the mousy redhead. I’ll check again after their interviews.” He ran his hand wearily over his face. “I’m so tired of this bullshit. Is it ever going to end?”

Trevor shook his head. “You’ll know her when you see her. I’ll bring in the brunette.”

* * * *

Diana grinned broadly as the blondes were escorted out of the room. Now only she and one other woman remained in the room. Their designer gowns made her groan in envy, but their attitudes were ridiculous. It was only a job, for Pete’s sake. They looked like they could afford to go without a paycheck or two. She didn’t have that luxury.

A handsome man came in and escorted the dark-haired woman across from her into the next room. Man. She would give anything to get this job. If the salary was right, she would do her best to fill all the requirements the employer needed.

She became absorbed in the book the butler brought her, and time passed. When she looked up again, she was alone in the room. Diana blinked, looked at her watch, and groaned.

“Shit,” she muttered. “Why didn’t anyone come and get me?”

“You were busy,” a deep voice said from the shadows.

Diana stood up abruptly and glanced around the room. “I’m sorry. Am I too late?”

“No,” he answered silkily. “Come into my study.”

She caught sight of the back of a dark-haired man exiting the waiting room through some ornately carved oak doors. Diana quickly followed him in. When the man turned around, her breath caught in her throat. He wasn’t real. He couldn’t be.

Eyes as dark as night stared at her and watched her reaction. His long black hair was pulled back and tied. A generous mouth smiled down at her. A dark blue cable sweater clung to his chest, and blue jeans stretched tautly across his thighs.

Diana’s nipples hardened, and she thanked all that was good he couldn’t read minds. Because right now, she would pay good money to slide her skirt up and slide his cock inside her. Her cheeks flamed, and she coughed slightly. Anything to cover up the blush she could feel creeping into her cheeks.

The man watched her reaction and grinned. “I’m Sheridan. Are you still interested in the position?”

Which position? The one where you’re on your back, and I’m fucking you mercilessly? God! Diana coughed again and lowered her face.

“Yes,” she managed. “I’m still interested.”

“Do you need a glass of water?”

“Please.” She looked up.

He called for the butler. A minute later, Diana took the water glass off of the butler’s tray and thanked him. She sipped slowly on the drink.

“Miss Stafford. I need someone.”

“Yes?”

“Someone very special.” He walked over to where she was and took the glass out of her hand. “Someone who will give me her best. Someone I can count on. Is that someone you?”

“I’m a very hard worker,” she said. “I would give a hundred percent.”

“I bet you would,” he said softly and then stepped back. “How do you feel about children?”

“I love them,” Diana smiled. “They are absolutely precious.”

“But you don’t have any?” Sheridan asked.

“No.”

“You’re sure?”

“Sir. I can honestly say that is something that wouldn’t slip my mind.”

Sheridan threw back his head and laughed. “Good. Good. But you want to?”

“Of course.”

“You don’t have any family?”

“No.” She shook her head. “Everyone has passed away.”

He stepped closer again. “May I have your hand?”

Diana placed her hand in his and took a deep breath. He was so warm. Strong. She looked up into his eyes and was lost.

* * * *

Sheridan smiled and left Diana standing there. He called Trevor back in and motioned to her.

“What do you think?”

“You went with the mousy redhead? Are you sure?” Trevor motioned to Diana who stood still, locked in time, blind and deaf to the conversation about her.

“We’re compatible,” he shrugged. “I can feel it in her. She’s already attracted to me. I can see it in her eyes. I think she’s the one.”

“If you’re certain, sir.” Trevor looked doubtfully at the redhead who appeared to still be looking at Sheridan.

“I am. Make her room ready.”

Sheridan stepped back over to Diana and waved his hand. Her eyes fluttered, and she smiled.

“The salary will be a quarter of a million dollars deposited to your account every quarter for the next five years. Will that be sufficient?”

Diana licked her lips. “Excuse me?”

“One million dollars a year for five years. Is that enough?”

She pulled her hand out of his and looked at him as if he were insane. “What are you wanting from me?”

“I want you to be my wife and bear my son.”

* * * *

Diana looked at him closely. Sheridan smiled.

“I am sane. And I am serious.”

“I’m here for the nanny job. Housekeeping. Have you lost your mind?” She turned to look for the door.

He grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her around. He leaned in toward her and flicked his tongue across her top lip. “I think you and I will be very good together, Diana.” His hand slipped to her left breast and caressed it through her jacket. His thumb brushed over her hardened nipple, and her breath caught.

“Very good together. You will be my wife. You will want for nothing. And I will give you things you have never dared wish for.”

Diana stepped back on shaking legs and found herself against the wall. “I don’t even know you.”

Sheridan stepped closer and wedged his leg between hers. “Your body knows me. Wants me. I’m simply asking for the chance, Diana. You won’t regret it.”

It took everything in her not to grind herself against his strong thigh between her legs. She couldn’t think. Her clit was throbbing, and her nipples were aching.

“Spend the night,” he said coaxingly. “We’ll talk more in the morning.”

“Morning,” she repeated. “Yes. Fine.”

The other handsome man walked back into the room, and Diana felt her cheeks flame again. He didn’t pay any attention to their position against the wall.

“Follow me please.” He looked her in the eye.

She searched for some inkling of any emotion in his face and found none. It unsettled her even more.

Diana nodded, blew out a breath and walked as fast as she could for the doorway. The door shut behind her, and Sheridan smiled.

“You’re mine, Diana. For as long as I want you. And you’ll give me the son that is my right.”

* * * *

The man escorted Diana to one of the most beautiful bedrooms she had ever seen. It was obviously decorated for a woman. Done in pale pinks, greens and ivories, the room was elegant, yet warm and comfortable. There was a large bed with a canopy, and a sitting area next to the bay window with a love seat and two chairs large enough to curl into with a good book. She walked over to one of the chairs and sat, staring out of the window into the darkness, thinking about what had just happened. Her musings were interrupted when a maid brought dinner to Diana, and she ate the steak and vegetables while her mind continued to play over her day. She was thankful she didn’t have to deal with Sheridan right then. Her body wanted him. Any woman with a pulse would want him. There was no denying it. But a baby? A husband? It was crazy.

Diana finished her dinner and decided a long, hot shower might help her relax and think. Once again, she was surrounded by luxury. The richness of the beautiful, inlaid marble tub and shower, the large, fluffy bath towels–even a bouquet of fresh flowers–made her smile. Her friend would tell her she was a fool if she didn’t take this chance. It would be a good life, but she would be giving up something she promised herself she would save for the right man.

She was thirty-three. Not a spring chicken. Certainly not an old maid. The thought of a baby occupied her mind the entire time she relaxed in the heat of the pulsing shower. A baby. A husband. An urge rose up in her so strong, she had to sit down in the tub. What did she have right now? No family. No close friends. She was a loner. Melinda was her only confidante, and she was out of the country right now with the boy toy of choice.

The sex wouldn’t be a hardship. Sheridan was magnificent. Maybe he would be a selfish lover. What if he was all show and no substance? Been there, done that, she thought and grinned. Hardly a situation she cared to repeat.

Diana dried off and slipped into a blue, silk pajama set that had been hanging in the closet. She had opened every drawer and door when Trevor brought her here. Even the clothes in the drawer made a testament to the privileged life.

So much to think about. Her brain was overloading. Sleep. She needed sleep. Maybe everything would be clearer in the morning.

* * * *

Diana felt something brush over her left breast and moaned softly in her sleep. She felt her top being lifted and the cool air swept over her bare breast. Then heat. Moistness. Desire.

Sheridan took Diana’s nipple into his mouth and teased it with his tongue. He swirled and sucked the hardness until he felt Diana put her hand on the back of his head and urge him on. He switched to the other breast while his hand played with the swollen nipple.

Diana cried out as he sucked and licked her bare skin. The sensations shot down into her pussy, and she could feel wetness. Sheridan seemed to know what she wanted. He brought his hand down and pulled the shorts lower and lower until she was exposed to him.

He worked his way down Diana’s body until he reached her belly. His hands grabbed her ass as his tongue traced a path to her pussy. He pulled her shorts off and spread her legs so he could look at her.

His cock was hard as he watched her spread herself for him. She was already wet, but he wanted more. Sheridan lowered his mouth onto her pussy and flicked his tongue against her clit. Diana grabbed the back of his head and rubbed herself against his mouth.

She threw back her head and groaned as she felt the orgasm begin to spread through her. Her legs were shaking as Sheridan relentlessly sucked her clit. He ran his tongue deep into her folds as he slid his finger in and out of her.

Diana’s breath caught as she felt herself tighten around Sheridan’s finger. It was too much. He deliberately kept up the pace as her body shook with wave after wave.

“Please,” she murmured.

“Yes,” he said, “please. Ask me again.”

“Please,” she murmured huskily. She felt him bend her knees as he moved up onto the bed.

“Again,” he said.

“Please.”

Sheridan slammed his cock into Diana so hard and fast, she screamed in pleasure as another orgasm ripped through her. He leaned down and took her nipple in his mouth as his cock worked in and out of her. He slid his arms over hers and kept her pinned down while the friction of their bodies built.

Diana moaned deep in her throat as he moved faster and faster. She wrapped her legs around him and urged him deeper into her.

“Do you like it?” he asked, breathing heavily.

“Yes,” she breathed. “Oh, yes.”

“You like feeling my cock buried in your pussy?”

She couldn’t even talk, as his words excited her more.

“You like me to suck your sweet pussy as you spread your legs?”

Diana’s body bucked up against him as the orgasm slammed through her. She felt his body tighten as he came inside her. He stretched his body against hers, and she willed herself to breathe. She had never been fucked like that. Never. Her clit was throbbing, and her body was still in the throes of her multiple orgasms.

“Oh,” she moaned.

Sheridan propped himself up on his elbow and looked down at her. “Can you get used to that?”

“Are you here to sell yourself?” she asked softly as she looked over at him.

“Whatever it takes,” he shrugged and then smiled. “That was more than I hoped for. You are all usually uptight.”

“Us females?”

Sheridan licked his lips. “Yes. You females.” He pushed himself up and rolled over to his side. “You will be my wife?”

Diana watched him closely. “Why me? You could obviously have your pick of women.” She was thinking about the roomful of beautiful women he had lined up.

“I was not attracted to them. There is something in you I need. That’s why I suggested this.”

She sighed. “I don’t know, Sheridan. Just because we enjoy screwing each other doesn’t mean we should be parents.”

“Think about it,” he said, rising up from the bed and slipping his robe back on. “I will talk to you over breakfast.”

He walked out of her sight, and she heard the door shut behind him.

Diana lay back on the bed and tried to think. It was rather hard since she just had the best sex of her life. Not even in her wildest fantasy or with her strongest vibrator had she felt like that. His mouth. She groaned and lay back. He knew where to go and what to do. The thought of his tongue between her legs had her wet again.

“Damn it,” she said, rolling over and pulling the sheet over her aroused body. She needed to sleep.