On the other hand, sleeping with a friend and a co-worker is a recipe that calls for just the right mix of ingredients. Add too much of a spice, and it tastes awful. Bake too long and it burns. Would we be able to manage all the complications of working together and screwing at the same time?
My mind latches onto the prospect of . . . screwing Ryder Lockhart.
Having sex with the most handsome man I know.
Getting horizontal with this gorgeous, witty, generous man who’s willing to give me a piece of himself.
My stomach has the audacity to swoop.
My skin prickles as my mind fills with images. Undressing him. Undoing his zipper. Guiding him inside me. I lick my lips. My nipples tighten.
Oh dear Lord in Heaven.
It sounds dangerous and divine.
Truth be told, it sounds like a faster route from A to B, too.
And it’s also eons easier than the other way. This is the way it’s done. He’s asking to make my life simpler and to give me my greatest dream.
All I have to do is get naked for him and spread my legs.
Why on earth am I weighing pros and cons? This is all pro.
“You think we could pull this off?” I ask. “Working together and taking baby-making to the next level?”
He scoffs as if it’s incredulous that we couldn’t do that. “You and me—we’re pros. Who else can approach sex from such a practical angle?”
“And this is the practical way to achieve a goal?”
He shrugs playfully. “Practical and more pleasurable. Besides, we’re mature adults, and this is a quicker and better solution.” He takes a beat and pins my gaze. “Unless you don’t think we’d have fun in bed...”
I swallow and quickly dispel that notion. “Oh no. That’s not a worry at all. I’m sure it would be fun.”
He lifts a hand and fingers the end of my hair. “What do you think? Still think I’m a good guy?”
The swoop revisits my belly when he touches me. I nibble on the corner of my lip and fiddle with his collar. “Want to know what I’m thinking?” I ask, coy and flirty.
“That I now win the weirdest thing someone has asked you?”
“Would it be weird? Sex with you?”
“Do you like it weird?”
“I like it hard. I like it good. And I like it a lot.”
There are three little words most guys don’t want to hear on the first date. Not those…I mean these… “knock me up.”
This single gal has had enough of the games, the BS and the endless chase. I know what I want most, and it’s not true love. It’s a bun in the oven, and I’m not afraid to hit up my sex-on-a-stick co-worker to do the job. Ryder is gorgeous, witty and charming — and he’s also a notorious commitment-phobe. That makes him the perfect candidate to make a deposit in the bank of me.
I won’t fall for him, he won’t fall for me, and there’s no way baby will make three.
There are four words every guy wants to hear on the first date — “your place or mine?”
When my hot-as-sin co-worker makes me a no-strings-attached offer that involves her place, my place, any place — as well as any position — I can’t refuse. Besides, I've got my own reasons to take her up on her deal even with her one BIG condition.
There’s no way I’ll want more from one woman than any position, any where, any night? Except . . . what if I do?
Note: Be prepared to swoon and fan yourself from the heat! This full-length standalone contains lots of hot baby-making s-e-x, happy tears, naughty jokes and a hot, swoonworthy hero you will fall madly in love with.
Available on June 23rd!
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