[Siren Classic: Erotic Contemporary Romance]
Small town girl Penny Varlet has moved to Los Angeles to pursue her love of art. Her boss, Kiley Laurent, is a sinfully sensual man who finds his way into her erotic dreams. One night, while working late, they act on their impulse and share a moment of raw passion.
Circumstances continue to throw them together, until one night, while working late, Penny is attacked by an intruder and hurt. Kiley whisks her away to Paris to heal, showing her a world of art and wonder. As she heals, can Penny put the anger over her attack to rest and find the courage to act on her love for Kiley?
"I was always told to write what you know. In 2004 I was living in Paris, France and had this vision of a woman coming to see the sights and explore the city like I was doing, and falling in love with a Frenchman. Much of Penny's experiences in France are actual ones I lived through, so her journey is also my journey!" ~Beth~
A Siren Erotic Romance
5 CUPS: "This is a very good book. I loved how Kiley constantly wore leather pants, which is polar opposite of the traditional stuffy gallery owner. The story contained enough intrigue to make the reader continue on just to find out if the couple ends up together. It is truly a story of opposites attracting and the resulting relationship was sizzling. I would recommend that this story be on the top of a reader's shopping list." -- Delane, Coffee Time Romance & More
4.5 CHERRIES: "The intensity between Kiley and Penny will send shivers down your spine. There were times I wanted to laugh and cry as these two love birds struggled to find their way into each other’s hearts. Being a world traveler myself and having visited Paris on several occasions, the way Ms. Carter describes Paris is so vivid and magnificent that she must have had one hell of an adventure herself. Two thumbs up to Ms. Carter for providing us with a book that’s sexy, humorous, full of hot scorching sex, and literally brings joy to your heart as Penny struggles to find her Happily Ever After with the Boss. I would definitely recommend Black Leather Pants to my friends." -- Jasmine, Whipped Cream Romance Reviews
Penny lay on her back, panting, as reality started to seep in. Oh...my...god.... What had she done? She had just slept with her boss. Well, no, not slept. Sex. She just had sex with her boss. Sex. With Kiley. Mind-blowing, out-of-this-world, unbelievable sex. With Kiley. Her boss. Oh...my...god....
"Calm down, Jed," Kiley said into the phone. He turned and gave her an apologetic shrug. "Listen to me. This has no reflection on you as an artist...."
He turned his back on her, moving to his desk, heedless of being naked. She watched his ass, the same ass she had admired earlier when it was clothed in leather, never dreaming she would ever see it out of the leather. She had just had sex with her boss. Like, what clichéd romance novel had she just experienced?
She took a steady breath and tried to relax her brain. All right, it had to be the wine. Blame it on the wine. For some reason alcohol went right to her pleasure center and made her forget decent behavior.
Would Kiley believe the wine excuse?
This was a nightmare. She looked again at Kiley and his back turned as he talked Jed Yuki out of one crisis or another. Though he moaned and groaned about it, he had the type of voice and the hypnotic presence that could calm anyone.
She just had sex with her boss. What was she supposed to do now?
Penny grabbed her clothes. The first thing she wasn't going to do was lie there naked. She stood, ignoring the delicious feeling of her body in spent languor, and hurriedly dressed. The wetness between her thighs she would deal with later.
Not looking at Kiley as he continued to talk on the phone, she rushed out of the office and over to her desk. She grabbed her backpack purse and pulled out her keys. If there ever was a time she needed for introspection, now was the time.
She paused on her way out the main door and looked back at Kiley's office. Things were different now, forever changed. Even if they were able to move past this she doubted she'd be able to forget.
How could she possibly work with him now?
He wrenched his mouth from hers causing the ache inside to burst out in a moan and she opened her eyes to meet his hungry blue gaze. She shivered, sure the fire between them would burn her alive.
"I want you," he whispered, almost achingly.
"Then take me," she whispered back.
His fingers made their way into her capris, but instead of reaching for her slick walls, his fingers tread their way to her ass, a hand cupping each cheek to pull her more firmly into the arch of his groin. With a wiggle, she begged for more.
His fingers eased under the fragile scrap of material that disappeared between her cheeks, skimming lightly over her puckered hole before quickly moving to give her slit a caress. Her belly tightened in either anticipation or trepidation. She wasn’t quite sure which one was the more dominant feeling.
A second later, his hands left her pants as he flipped her around and placed her hands up high against the wooden wall of the barn, his breath hot against her neck. He leaned closer and took a nip from her shoulder, licking the skin to sooth it. He repeated the love bite directly over her spine at the base of her neck, her skin highly sensitive. She gasped and arched in pleasure.
He pulled her hips out a little more toward him as he pushed her head over more, making her ass stick out. Her pants were pushed to her knees. The posture parted her ass cheeks, and she felt Kiley repeat his earlier caress, pushing her thong aside to brush lightly over her puckered anus. He ran his fingers through her pussy juice, coating them to continue his exploration of her anus, pushing the tip of one finger in and causing her to hiss.
“Kiley!” she breathed half in fear, half in curiosity.
“Shh,” he whispered as he pushed his finger in a little more.
She heard his zipper. With one finger up her ass, he pushed his cock into her cunt, filling her as she had never been filled before. His free hand reached around to grab her breast, teasing the nipple into a hard pebble. A sheen broke out onto her face as he started to see-saw his way in and out of her, the finger finding the same rhythm to send her senses into overdrive.
“Tell me you love me fucking you like this,” he demanded, a quiver betraying how he was also affected.
“Yes,” she moaned back, “yes, yes…oh!”
He grunted loudly as his cock started to twitch out of control. Both withered against the first tingle of orgasm as it swept them both up. He pounded her, and she could feel it coming, his and hers. Together they embraced it, the flush of heat as he gripped her hips tightly and thrust so deeply, she wasn’t sure where he ended and she began. Jet after jet filled her, triggering her own orgasm as she felt it coat her insides, until his spasming body relaxed from its pleasure plateau.