Designs on the Carpet Layer (MF)

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Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 60,492
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[Siren Classic: Erotic Contemporary Romance, HEA]

Shyann Ellsworth is a beautiful, hardworking interior designer who believes her work is more important than love, passion, or a family, so she believes she’s met the perfect man until the one who really heats her blood comes back into her life. Now, all she has to do is manage to escape her crazy ex, who’s decided he doesn’t want to let her go. Will she be able to have the life she wants with the man she wants, or will her ex destroy all her dreams?

Jesse Hartley is tired of one-night stands and women who just want him for his money. When he starts a new job, he’s surprised to see the one woman who's turned him down at every opportunity and the one woman he wants more than anything. Just when he thinks life is going good, an old enemy decides to rear his ugly head.

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Designs on the Carpet Layer (MF)
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Designs on the Carpet Layer (MF)

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Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 60,492
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4 STARS: "If you favor contemporary romances featuring a sexy hero, an independent-minded heroine, lots of pent up desire, and a dose of relationship jeopardy, Gina Duncan's DESIGNS ON THE CARPET LAYER is a sexual sizzler that will allow you to indulge your reading interests. Atlanta interior designer Shyann Ellsworth loves her job but not her boyfriend. She knows deep down that Bryce, the attorney she's been dating for a year, isn't a guy she could ever marry but the relationship is rather comfortable. When she starts a new design project while Bryce is out of town, she suddenly finds she's once again being pursued by carpet layer Jesse Hartley, whom she'd repeatedly rebuffed before she began seeing Bryce. Jesse is drool worthy and Shyann now can't seem to resist his magnetism no matter how hard she tries, but she won't consider going out with him until she ends things with Bryce. Unfortunately, Bryce is determined to marry Shyann and will do whatever it takes to get Jesse out of the picture. DESIGNS ON THE CARPET LAYER moves at a nice pace. The writing and dialogue are crisp, and the plot really held my interest. Jesse is a hero that could fulfill any woman's fantasies and the chemistry between him and Shyann really builds at such a tempo that it's hard to put this book down. Both Bryce and Jesse have a few secrets unknown to Shyann, but the author introduces them slowly so that they don't detract from the elemental want that's fairly singeing Jesse and Shyann each time they encounter one another. Gina Duncan gets good marks from me on this steamy romance with a happy ending and I look forward to reading more of her books." -- Angie Just Read..., The Romance Reviews

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Shyann stepped through the front door of the new Prescott mansion Monday morning in a wonderful mood. That was until she stepped around the corner and stopped dead in her tracks when she spotted Jesse Hartley on his knees, laying the new carpet for the family room. There was a sheen of sweat covering his bare torso.

She’d met him a year ago on another job she’d been doing, and right before she’d agreed to a date with Bryce. Jesse had been sexy beyond words then, the way his jeans hugged his legs and ass, his black T-shirt hugging his torso, and man, he looked even better now. His muscles were even bigger than they were before. She worried her bottom lip between her teeth as she studied his profile. His long ebony hair tied at the nape still hung midway down his back. Jesse’s deep tan and muscular body flexed as he moved around the room, and yes, there they were, those big, brown, smoky eyes staring at her once again.

A year away from the man hadn’t changed anything. Neither had the time she had spent trying to fit into Bryce’s life, and she truly had tried to fit in. After all, Bryce had treated her like a princess when they had first started dating. Now she felt more like a possession. She’d often wondered what it would have been like to have gone out with Jesse Hartley, and thought she’d lost her chance. There was just something about Jesse. Maybe she’d done the right thing by avoiding him a year ago, but for some reason she had her regrets as well. She was a little afraid that this time Jesse would be able to charm her right out of her fancy panties.

Of course, it didn’t help matters that Jesse’s eyes had started at her new high-heel pumps and slowly made their way up her body, pausing at her bare legs and then slowly up to her bosom. Shyann crossed her arms, waiting as she tapped her foot impatiently until his eyes finally met hers. She only stood five foot two in her stocking feet, but the four-inch heels made her feel a lot taller and more in control.

Shyann felt herself begin to melt into those chocolate depths as soon as she stared into them. She’d almost lost her mind last year and given into his charms. She knew men like him. He was only after one thing…sex, and she was better than that. Jesse was just arrogant enough to know he was handsome and sexy enough to get who and what he wanted, and then he’d toss them away like yesterday’s trash when he was finished with them. Shyann knew he’d wanted her the last time they’d worked together, and she’d hurt his pride every time she turned him down. She’d heard too many bad stories about the man, and she just made her mind up a year ago that she wasn’t going to be one of those women he threw away.

Then he spoke, his voice washing over her, so strong and firm just like his body. It almost felt as if he’d reached out and caressed his large, callused hand over her petite body as goose bumps rose to the surface.

“Well, hello again, beautiful. Long time no see. Is there something I can do for you?”

“Yes. You can get this carpet laid and get out of my way so that I may get started with my designs.” She knew she was being a sarcastic bitch, but it was her defense mechanism against men like Jesse. She turned away and started out of the room, pausing for a moment as she felt his eyes move over her. “And do stop staring at my ass,” she threw over her shoulder then walked through the door.

“Maybe if it didn’t look so yummy in that tight skirt or sway so much when you walk, I wouldn’t be so fascinated with it.”

A shiver came over her entire body as his laughter filled the room and air all around her. She leaned against the wall on the outside of the room trying to catch her breath. She knew then and there that this man would be dangerous to her tightly wound world, not to mention her senses of well-being. She’d hoped the last time that she’d never have to work with Jesse again, but fate wasn’t on her side it seemed. She was just going to have to do her best to avoid the damn sex god at all costs. If not, she feared she’d give in to his sex appeal at least once.

Shyann almost ran to get as far away from the sexy carpet layer as she could. She should have known the Prescotts would have hired his company to do their new home since they were the ones that laid the carpet in their first home. If she remembered right the Prescotts had liked the job the company had done then.

How was she ever going to be able to work with Jesse again? The man’s presence seemed to fill the whole house. It had taken everything she had to resist him last year. He could be quite charming when he wanted to be, not to mention persistent as hell.




Jesse placed his hand at the base of her head, bringing her lips back to his when she moved away slightly, his other hand kneading her breast. The awesome pleasure this man brought to her made her weak in the knees and had her heart racing. Why had she ever resisted being with him? Their clothes were strewn from the living room door to her bedroom. Jesse released her, pushing her down on the bed. He was walking around her bedroom in all his naked glory looking like a golden god. His cock standing at half-mast was still larger than most men fully erect. Shyann watched as his hand enclosed his cock, stroking it to instant life as he stared at her.

She knew that watching him like this was indecent, immodest, and immoral, and she loved every second of it. She wanted to push his hand away and replace it with her own. Jesse watched her with those intense almond-shaped eyes as she crawled to the end of the bed.

“You look very beguiling crawling across the bed that way. Do you know how badly I want to be buried deep inside the sweetest pussy I’ve ever known? Do you know how much I wish we could just stay in bed making love every day and night? I can’t get enough of you, Shy. I can’t keep my hands, or lips, off you. I want to touch and kiss you every time I’m near you, and when you’re away from me I dream of the moment you’ll be back next to me.”

The deep drawl of his voice lulled her into a sense of euphoria. The way he was looking at her only intensified the feeling. She moved off the bed as she made her way toward him. Rising up on her tiptoes, she kissed his lips, his cheek, and caressed down his chest, her lips following. She knelt down before him, pushing his hand away to replace it with her own as she smiled up at him, and then leaned in to suckle him hard and deep. He groaned deep in his chest as he threw his head back.

Jesse pulled her up from the floor. He lifted her into his arms and moved them back to the bed. He eased her down on the mattress, and she watched with fascination as he rolled a condom on and then moved between her legs. She was still amazed that he actually found condoms to fit his huge cock. He pulled her legs up over his shoulders then held onto her hips as he plunged inside her wet pussy.

Jesse pounded into her without mercy and she loved each moment of it, her body quaking under his assault. She felt a tingling deep inside. Being this way made it feel as if he were so deep he hit her womb with each thrust, and then he slowed, moving in and out causing her to whimper. He surged back in suddenly when he was almost completely out, pile driving her as he wrapped his arms around her thighs, pulling her to him as he thrust forward. She took a gasp of breath, feeling as if all the air had been pushed from her body. She could feel him pulsating so deeply inside her channel, causing a tidal wave to rush over her. She called out his name, her orgasm erupting like a volcano. Jesse called out her name a moment later, and then he moved her legs from his shoulders and then collapsed on top of her, his breathing as ragged as hers. Every time they made love it was as if time didn’t exist. They lay there that way until their heartbeats and their breathing returned to normal.

Jesse moved to stand. Pulling Shyann up with him, he lifted her into his arms, carrying her with him to the bathroom. He sat her feet down on the cool tile floor as he turned the shower on, and then he removed the condom and threw it in the trash just before he took her hand and stepped into the shower. Shyann was so drained she wasn’t sure her legs would hold her up much less have enough energy to wash her body, but then Jesse poured her bodywash into his large hand, lathering them just before he ran his hands over her body, washing her. Shyann threw her head back with a moan at the sensual feel of his hands so warm and slick caressing over her. She didn’t know how her body could come alive so quickly under the circumstances, but she was moaning and moving against his hands as he caressed and kneaded her. When he finished washing her, he moved aside to let the water run down her body to rinse the suds away as he began to wash his own body. After rinsing he turned the water off. Stepping out of the shower, he wrapped a towel around his waist then took another off the shelf to dry her body.

“I can’t believe how badly I want you again,” he whispered, kissing her stomach as he knelt before her to dry her feet and legs.

“I know the feeling,” Shyann said, resting her hands on his shoulders as she watched him.

“I don’t know what you’ve done to me in such a short time that I can’t be with you without touching you.”

“It’s insane, isn’t it, but I feel the same way.” She sighed.

“We should go to bed and get some sleep. We have an early day tomorrow,” he said, laying his head against her abdomen as his fingers dug into her buttocks, holding her tightly against him.

“We should,” she agreed, fisting his hair in her hand.

Jesse stood. Lifting her off the floor, he carried her to the vanity and sat her on the edge of it. She spread her legs as he stepped between them and then impaled her with one quick, hard thrust.


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