Sexual Encounter by L.K. Collins is available!
Find out if you Can you handle Jett in this quick and dirty Sneak Peek!
Find out if you Can you handle Jett in this quick and dirty Sneak Peek!
He’s sitting behind his huge glass desk. Right away, he looks up at me. His mouth turns into a huge grin like he’s won the lottery. “Wow, that was fast,” he says and gestures me inside.
“I need to get this over with,” I tell him.
“Well, close the door then,” he orders me with a seductive grin plastered across his chiseled face, “and have a seat.”
Turning the handle, I take a deep breath in and let it out. Jett is leaning back in his chair, wearing a white dress shirt that I can see his abs peeking through. His black pants are tight against his muscular thighs, and I shake my head, acting like I’m not totally checking him out. I take a seat across from him and stare off, probably doing a worse job than he did in the elevator.
Then he gets up and walks around his desk, leaning on the backside of it, the glass so thick it doesn’t falter from the weight of his body, and I find myself imagining I’m bent over it. The way my breath would fog it from him screwing me, and he asks me, “You okay?”
I give my head a tiny shake. “Yeah. Yeah, I am. I just have a lot on my mind.”
“I know Tom was brutal when we all met today and…I’m sorry for the way he acted.”
“It’s okay, I’m used to it, and you don’t need to apologize for him. That’s the way he’s been towards me for a long time now.” Thinking back on his venomous outburst when we met earlier reminds me of all the shit years that Tom and I had together. Tears fill my eyes, and embarrassed, I place my head in the palms of my hands.
Jett pulls me to my feet and wraps me in a tight hold. “Don’t,” he orders me in a stern voice. “Don’t let him do this to you, Natalie.”
I chuckle and look up into his eyes dancing in the bright light of his office. His messy brown hair has my fingers itching to run through it and then before I know it, his lips are on mine, and I melt into him. Fuck, I need to be kissed. He tastes like heaven, a sweet blend of mint and the ocean breeze.
A moan escapes me, and his tongue glides into my mouth. He teases my mouth with his, and I tighten my pussy. My panties are moist, loving this attention that I haven’t had in so long…too long.
His hands roam my body, from my ass to my breasts, ‘til he’s holding the sides of my face, and we stop, looking into one another’s eyes, so lost in this lust-filled connection. Then he whispers to me, “God, I’ve wanted to do that since I laid eyes on you.”
I kiss him more deeply, getting lost in this moment. Forgetting about who he is and how wrong of me it is to do this. Because, right now, I need this. I need to feel his hands on me. Then out of the blue, he snakes his strong hand into my pants and cups my sex. “You’re so wet,” he says.
“Don’t talk,” I tell him and pull his lips back to mine. My hand slides up the back of his neck, and finally, after way too much time thinking about it this morning, I touch his hair. It’s as smooth as silk beneath my fingers. I don’t want to think about him being Tom’s attorney or that we can’t do this again or anything else. I just want him to touch me, to please me. Then slowly, I mean painfully slowly, he skims open my pussy lips and touches my clit. The sensation alone almost makes me come.
I haven’t had a man touch me in over a year. My body is so hungry for attention that my nerves are all on high-alert, tingling in anticipation. His cock is hard against my leg, and as much as I want to touch it, I can’t bring myself to move, not with what he’s doing to me. My mind is screaming for more, even though this is so wrong, but my body, fuck, he’s got my body locked under a spell.
Then he adds one, followed by a second finger inside me and I gasp. His arm still has a tight hold around me, and I feel like I’m losing my hold on reality.
“Jesus, you’re tight.”
My breathing is harsh—ragged—as he pumps my pussy the way no other man ever has with only his hand. His fingers have me on a cloud, floating from the pleasure he’s giving me. So gentle, yet a tad bit rough and I like it.
His lips move to my neck, where he nips and sucks on the skin, sending a chill through my bones all the way to the tips of my fingers. Leaning my head back, I whimper, already about to come undone, and give over to him and the control he has.
Then someone knocks on his office door, and it stops my orgasm from beginning, but he doesn’t stop or respond to the knock.
He only pays attention to me. “Come for me,” he commands, and as I look into his eyes, I trust him and want to come. Forgetting about everything, good and bad, right and wrong, I relish in the pleasure he’s giving me, lost under his gaze that is so consuming. He waits for me to do as he says while his fingers fuck me so well. “One second,” he yells to whoever is outside the door, then he says in a harsher tone to me, “Come! Now!”
“I need to get this over with,” I tell him.
“Well, close the door then,” he orders me with a seductive grin plastered across his chiseled face, “and have a seat.”
Turning the handle, I take a deep breath in and let it out. Jett is leaning back in his chair, wearing a white dress shirt that I can see his abs peeking through. His black pants are tight against his muscular thighs, and I shake my head, acting like I’m not totally checking him out. I take a seat across from him and stare off, probably doing a worse job than he did in the elevator.
Then he gets up and walks around his desk, leaning on the backside of it, the glass so thick it doesn’t falter from the weight of his body, and I find myself imagining I’m bent over it. The way my breath would fog it from him screwing me, and he asks me, “You okay?”
I give my head a tiny shake. “Yeah. Yeah, I am. I just have a lot on my mind.”
“I know Tom was brutal when we all met today and…I’m sorry for the way he acted.”
“It’s okay, I’m used to it, and you don’t need to apologize for him. That’s the way he’s been towards me for a long time now.” Thinking back on his venomous outburst when we met earlier reminds me of all the shit years that Tom and I had together. Tears fill my eyes, and embarrassed, I place my head in the palms of my hands.
Jett pulls me to my feet and wraps me in a tight hold. “Don’t,” he orders me in a stern voice. “Don’t let him do this to you, Natalie.”
I chuckle and look up into his eyes dancing in the bright light of his office. His messy brown hair has my fingers itching to run through it and then before I know it, his lips are on mine, and I melt into him. Fuck, I need to be kissed. He tastes like heaven, a sweet blend of mint and the ocean breeze.
A moan escapes me, and his tongue glides into my mouth. He teases my mouth with his, and I tighten my pussy. My panties are moist, loving this attention that I haven’t had in so long…too long.
His hands roam my body, from my ass to my breasts, ‘til he’s holding the sides of my face, and we stop, looking into one another’s eyes, so lost in this lust-filled connection. Then he whispers to me, “God, I’ve wanted to do that since I laid eyes on you.”
I kiss him more deeply, getting lost in this moment. Forgetting about who he is and how wrong of me it is to do this. Because, right now, I need this. I need to feel his hands on me. Then out of the blue, he snakes his strong hand into my pants and cups my sex. “You’re so wet,” he says.
“Don’t talk,” I tell him and pull his lips back to mine. My hand slides up the back of his neck, and finally, after way too much time thinking about it this morning, I touch his hair. It’s as smooth as silk beneath my fingers. I don’t want to think about him being Tom’s attorney or that we can’t do this again or anything else. I just want him to touch me, to please me. Then slowly, I mean painfully slowly, he skims open my pussy lips and touches my clit. The sensation alone almost makes me come.
I haven’t had a man touch me in over a year. My body is so hungry for attention that my nerves are all on high-alert, tingling in anticipation. His cock is hard against my leg, and as much as I want to touch it, I can’t bring myself to move, not with what he’s doing to me. My mind is screaming for more, even though this is so wrong, but my body, fuck, he’s got my body locked under a spell.
Then he adds one, followed by a second finger inside me and I gasp. His arm still has a tight hold around me, and I feel like I’m losing my hold on reality.
“Jesus, you’re tight.”
My breathing is harsh—ragged—as he pumps my pussy the way no other man ever has with only his hand. His fingers have me on a cloud, floating from the pleasure he’s giving me. So gentle, yet a tad bit rough and I like it.
His lips move to my neck, where he nips and sucks on the skin, sending a chill through my bones all the way to the tips of my fingers. Leaning my head back, I whimper, already about to come undone, and give over to him and the control he has.
Then someone knocks on his office door, and it stops my orgasm from beginning, but he doesn’t stop or respond to the knock.
He only pays attention to me. “Come for me,” he commands, and as I look into his eyes, I trust him and want to come. Forgetting about everything, good and bad, right and wrong, I relish in the pleasure he’s giving me, lost under his gaze that is so consuming. He waits for me to do as he says while his fingers fuck me so well. “One second,” he yells to whoever is outside the door, then he says in a harsher tone to me, “Come! Now!”
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MORE About Sexual Encounter
Sexual Encounter is a quick and dirty, over the top, insta-love read. Jett and Natalie will have you on the edge of your seat, waiting in anticipation for what’s next, and trust me, you’ll want to find out what happens ‘cause it’s oh-so-naughty.
I’m not supposed to want Natalie Valero, not the way my body does, in every consumable way possible. But from the moment I laid eyes on her, I craved her like never before.
As I sit across the table from her, listening to all the disrespectful things her husband—my client—is saying to her, I can’t help wanting to protect her.
It makes me want to wipe her tears away.
To show her how a real man speaks.
The only way I’d ever make her cry is begging me for more.
But it’ll never happen.
Natalie is off limits to me; a line any lawyer knows you don’t cross.
But fuck does my cock want to.
Maybe just once—maybe…
Sexual Encounter is the first book in a three-book mini-series of standalone reads, all of which have an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger—just panty-melting hotness.
Sexual Encounter is a quick and dirty, over the top, insta-love read. Jett and Natalie will have you on the edge of your seat, waiting in anticipation for what’s next, and trust me, you’ll want to find out what happens ‘cause it’s oh-so-naughty.
I’m not supposed to want Natalie Valero, not the way my body does, in every consumable way possible. But from the moment I laid eyes on her, I craved her like never before.
As I sit across the table from her, listening to all the disrespectful things her husband—my client—is saying to her, I can’t help wanting to protect her.
It makes me want to wipe her tears away.
To show her how a real man speaks.
The only way I’d ever make her cry is begging me for more.
But it’ll never happen.
Natalie is off limits to me; a line any lawyer knows you don’t cross.
But fuck does my cock want to.
Maybe just once—maybe…
Sexual Encounter is the first book in a three-book mini-series of standalone reads, all of which have an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger—just panty-melting hotness.
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LK Collins is the naughty alter ego for the husband-and-wife duo behind multiple bestselling and international bestselling novels. This real-life couple is downright dirty in the bedroom, which bleeds through the pages of their steaming hot stories. While LK writes the books, Mr. Collins, the tattooed god himself, is the mastermind behind so much of the page-turning sexiness.
If you are looking for a scorching read with chemistry so intense it jumps off the pages, then an LK novel is for you. From standalones to series, their stories will have you blushing and panting, ready to reread them the moment you’ve finished. The heroes are alpha, demanding, filthy-talking men that will do anything for their girl…or to get them.
Join our mailing list for new releases, author updates, and the latest sales. You can also stalk…I mean follow us even more here: Amazon I Facebook I GoodReads I Twitter I Instagram
If you are looking for a scorching read with chemistry so intense it jumps off the pages, then an LK novel is for you. From standalones to series, their stories will have you blushing and panting, ready to reread them the moment you’ve finished. The heroes are alpha, demanding, filthy-talking men that will do anything for their girl…or to get them.
Join our mailing list for new releases, author updates, and the latest sales. You can also stalk…I mean follow us even more here: Amazon I Facebook I GoodReads I Twitter I Instagram
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