We're thrilled to share an exclusive excerpt from Seduction in Session by New York Times bestselling authors Shayla Black and Lexi Blake, book 2 of The Perfect Gentleman series. We've been anxiously awaiting the mysterious and brooding Connor's love story. We had the pleasure of reading an advance copy and were instantly sucked into a decadent and luscious world of power, money, corruption and sinfully wicked scandal. Seduction in Session releases on January 5th but we have a treat for you today with a smoking hot sneak peek. Happy reading and be sure to pre-order today.
Note: It is recommended that Seduction in Session be read after Scandal Never Sleeps, Book 1 of The Perfect Gentleman series.
Note: It is recommended that Seduction in Session be read after Scandal Never Sleeps, Book 1 of The Perfect Gentleman series.
Exclusive Excerpt
“It’s my life. I run it the way I want.”
“Not while I’m in charge, you don’t. And you need to relax around me. If your father hadn’t distracted those reporters, there’s no way they would have believed we’re in a relationship. You were stiff. Hell, you barely looked at me. You certainly don’t act like a woman who has an attentive lover.”
Had he not heard a damn word she’d said? “Because I don’t. This is all stupid. It will go away. I’ll hide out in my apartment for a few days and this crap will be behind me. Then you can go back to California and order around all the women you like. And I’m stiff around you because you scare me.”
He was suddenly in her space, and it felt as if all the air had been sucked from the elevator. His chest brushed hers and she couldn’t help but tilt her head up to meet his demanding stare. He was so tall, so big and broad and manly.
“Then I have to make you comfortable around me in case this threat doesn’t go away. You’re stuck with me for a while. We might as well enjoy the time, sweetheart.”
“What does that mean?” The question came out all breathy and come-hithery when she’d really meant it as an intellectual question. Mostly.
“It means follow my lead and we’ll get along nicely. Relax, Lara.”
His mouth hovered right over hers, and she felt his hands trail up her shoulders and caress her neck until he cupped her face. “I’ll take care of you.”
“They’ll never buy it.” She couldn’t quite believe she was standing here with him, her heart threatening to pound out of her chest.
“I’ll make them. And I’ll make you believe it, too.” His mouth descended, covering hers.
Connor was so hard. His lips shouldn’t be that soft. But they were, as well as plump and sensual. It had been years since she’d pressed her body to a man’s and felt his dizzying heat seep into her cold bones until she melted into him.
His hands sank into her tresses. “So fucking much hair. It’s going to make me crazy.”
She wasn’t sure how her hair could do that, but then he kissed her again and she couldn’t think about anything beyond the tingles she felt from having his hands and his mouth on her. He was utterly in control and she didn’t care. So much of her sex life up until that moment had been unremarkable. She loved to cuddle, but the actual sex act hadn’t thrilled her or even meant much. She’d certainly never just given over to a man. Her high school boyfriends had been too shy, and Tom had never liked kissing much. Lara hadn’t minded because he’d been a little sloppy.
There was nothing sloppy about Connor. As he backed her against the cool metal wall of the elevator, he seized her in a slow, thorough melding of lips before he kissed his way over her cheeks, her forehead, and even the tip of her nose, as though he could explore her with his mouth.
“Open to me.” His words sizzled along her skin.
The minute she parted her lips the slightest bit, he was on her. His tongue surged in, sliding against hers in a way that made desire spark and her body shiver. Without even thinking about it, she pressed against his until she could feel the masculine part of him thicken against her belly. He didn’t do the gentlemanly thing and pull back. No. Connor actually rubbed himself against her as if he couldn’t wait to get inside her.
She meant to do the ladylike thing and shove him away . . . except her hands seemed to have the same affliction as her nipples. Before Lara realized it, she’d wrapped his lean waist in her grip. Her left leg slid up his right. He gave a gentle tug on her hair and delved deep inside her mouth, his tongue dominating her.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she felt the elevator stop and heard the ding announcing the fact that they’d reached their destination, but it wasn’t until she heard Tom’s voice that she came out of her haze of lust.
“Lara? What the hell is going on?”
“Not while I’m in charge, you don’t. And you need to relax around me. If your father hadn’t distracted those reporters, there’s no way they would have believed we’re in a relationship. You were stiff. Hell, you barely looked at me. You certainly don’t act like a woman who has an attentive lover.”
Had he not heard a damn word she’d said? “Because I don’t. This is all stupid. It will go away. I’ll hide out in my apartment for a few days and this crap will be behind me. Then you can go back to California and order around all the women you like. And I’m stiff around you because you scare me.”
He was suddenly in her space, and it felt as if all the air had been sucked from the elevator. His chest brushed hers and she couldn’t help but tilt her head up to meet his demanding stare. He was so tall, so big and broad and manly.
“Then I have to make you comfortable around me in case this threat doesn’t go away. You’re stuck with me for a while. We might as well enjoy the time, sweetheart.”
“What does that mean?” The question came out all breathy and come-hithery when she’d really meant it as an intellectual question. Mostly.
“It means follow my lead and we’ll get along nicely. Relax, Lara.”
His mouth hovered right over hers, and she felt his hands trail up her shoulders and caress her neck until he cupped her face. “I’ll take care of you.”
“They’ll never buy it.” She couldn’t quite believe she was standing here with him, her heart threatening to pound out of her chest.
“I’ll make them. And I’ll make you believe it, too.” His mouth descended, covering hers.
Connor was so hard. His lips shouldn’t be that soft. But they were, as well as plump and sensual. It had been years since she’d pressed her body to a man’s and felt his dizzying heat seep into her cold bones until she melted into him.
His hands sank into her tresses. “So fucking much hair. It’s going to make me crazy.”
She wasn’t sure how her hair could do that, but then he kissed her again and she couldn’t think about anything beyond the tingles she felt from having his hands and his mouth on her. He was utterly in control and she didn’t care. So much of her sex life up until that moment had been unremarkable. She loved to cuddle, but the actual sex act hadn’t thrilled her or even meant much. She’d certainly never just given over to a man. Her high school boyfriends had been too shy, and Tom had never liked kissing much. Lara hadn’t minded because he’d been a little sloppy.
There was nothing sloppy about Connor. As he backed her against the cool metal wall of the elevator, he seized her in a slow, thorough melding of lips before he kissed his way over her cheeks, her forehead, and even the tip of her nose, as though he could explore her with his mouth.
“Open to me.” His words sizzled along her skin.
The minute she parted her lips the slightest bit, he was on her. His tongue surged in, sliding against hers in a way that made desire spark and her body shiver. Without even thinking about it, she pressed against his until she could feel the masculine part of him thicken against her belly. He didn’t do the gentlemanly thing and pull back. No. Connor actually rubbed himself against her as if he couldn’t wait to get inside her.
She meant to do the ladylike thing and shove him away . . . except her hands seemed to have the same affliction as her nipples. Before Lara realized it, she’d wrapped his lean waist in her grip. Her left leg slid up his right. He gave a gentle tug on her hair and delved deep inside her mouth, his tongue dominating her.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she felt the elevator stop and heard the ding announcing the fact that they’d reached their destination, but it wasn’t until she heard Tom’s voice that she came out of her haze of lust.
“Lara? What the hell is going on?”
Seduction in Session
The Perfect Gentleman Series, Book 2, January 5th, 2016
Privileged, wealthy, and wild: they are the Perfect Gentlemen of Creighton Academy. But the threat of a scandal has one of them employing his most deceptive—and seductive—talents…
Recruited into the CIA at a young age, Connor Sparks knows how dirty the world can be. Only when he’s with his friends can he find some peace. So when an anonymous journalist threatens one of the Perfect Gentlemen, Connor vows to take down the person behind the computer, by whatever means necessary—even if it means posing as his target’s bodyguard.
Publishing a tabloid revealing Washington’s most subversive scandals has earned Lara Armstrong the ire of the political scene—and a slew of death threats. To keep herself from ending up a headline, Lara hires a bodyguard, a man as handsome as he is lethal.
When the bullets start to fly, Lara is surprised to find herself in Connor’s arms. But as they begin to unravel a mystery that just might bring down the White House, Lara is devastated when she discovers Connor’s true identity—and finds herself at the mercy of forces who will stop at nothing to advance their deadly agenda.
Recruited into the CIA at a young age, Connor Sparks knows how dirty the world can be. Only when he’s with his friends can he find some peace. So when an anonymous journalist threatens one of the Perfect Gentlemen, Connor vows to take down the person behind the computer, by whatever means necessary—even if it means posing as his target’s bodyguard.
Publishing a tabloid revealing Washington’s most subversive scandals has earned Lara Armstrong the ire of the political scene—and a slew of death threats. To keep herself from ending up a headline, Lara hires a bodyguard, a man as handsome as he is lethal.
When the bullets start to fly, Lara is surprised to find herself in Connor’s arms. But as they begin to unravel a mystery that just might bring down the White House, Lara is devastated when she discovers Connor’s true identity—and finds herself at the mercy of forces who will stop at nothing to advance their deadly agenda.
Scandal Never Sleeps
The Perfect Gentleman Series, Book 1
They are the Perfect Gentlemen of Creighton Academy: privileged, wealthy, powerful friends with a wild side. But a deadly scandal is about to tear down their seemingly ideal lives . . .
Maddox Crawford’s sudden death sends Gabriel Bond reeling. Not only is he burying his best friend, he’s cleaning up Mad’s messes, including his troubled company. Grieving and restless, Gabe escapes his worries in the arms of a beautiful stranger. But his mind-blowing one-night stand is about to come back to haunt him . . .
Mad groomed Everly Parker to be a rising star in the executive world. Now that he’s gone, she’s sure her job will be the next thing she mourns, especially after she ends up accidentally sleeping with her new boss. If only their night together hadn’t been so incendiary—or Gabe like a fantasy come true . . .
As Gabe and Everly struggle to control the heated tension between them, they discover evidence that Mad’s death was no accident. Now they must bank their smoldering passions to hunt down a murderer—because Mad had secrets that someone was willing to kill for, and Gabe or Everly could be the next target . . .
Maddox Crawford’s sudden death sends Gabriel Bond reeling. Not only is he burying his best friend, he’s cleaning up Mad’s messes, including his troubled company. Grieving and restless, Gabe escapes his worries in the arms of a beautiful stranger. But his mind-blowing one-night stand is about to come back to haunt him . . .
Mad groomed Everly Parker to be a rising star in the executive world. Now that he’s gone, she’s sure her job will be the next thing she mourns, especially after she ends up accidentally sleeping with her new boss. If only their night together hadn’t been so incendiary—or Gabe like a fantasy come true . . .
As Gabe and Everly struggle to control the heated tension between them, they discover evidence that Mad’s death was no accident. Now they must bank their smoldering passions to hunt down a murderer—because Mad had secrets that someone was willing to kill for, and Gabe or Everly could be the next target . . .
