Red Hot Secrets
Book one in the Office Games Series
Now available at Elloras Cave
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Lauren Reynolds’ obsession with the sexy, cutting edge soap opera “Red Hot Secrets” used to be her hottest secret. But now she has a bigger one. More daring. More dangerous. One year ago, on a sultry summer night, she slept with a stranger. But not just any man, one who later turned out to be her boss.
Fate has thrown Lauren into the arms of a man who takes her to the absolute edge of passion, but will he destroy her career in the process? She knows she should turn away from temptation, but she convinces herself she deserves just one more night…over and over again.
And now, her red hot secret might steal her heart.
Here is an excerpt!
For long moments, they stared at one another, the air charged with electricity. With attraction. Then, he wasn’t sure which one of them moved, maybe they both did, but suddenly, they were kissing. His lips slanted over hers, taking what he wanted with a greedy exploration of tongue against tongue. Lauren’s hands did a slow slide up his arms, until her hands joined behind his neck.
Sinking into the kiss, he felt her melt, inch by inch, until her breast pressed against his chest. With a low growl, Matt merged with her, hip to hip, molding her softness to his hardness. The fire she evoked was like nothing he’d ever known. It simply wasn’t possible to get close enough. Lifting her leg to his waist, his hand flattened on her thigh and slid her skirt upward. At the same time, he centered his cock into the V of her body, wishing for no barriers. Ready to strip her naked and drive deep into the silky recesses of her body.
In the back of his mind, the voice of reason called to him. He didn’t want this to end. Slow down. He had to slow down. To savor and relish. Yet, each moment drove him closer to the edge. Hell, he’d not even managed to get her out of her clothes. He damn sure wanted to enjoy that part of this night.
As if she wanted to test his resolve, Lauren’s hands slid down Matt’s back leaving a trail of heat where she touched. When her palms flattened on his thighs, fingers near his pulsing sex, he barely resisted the urge to seize her hand and move it to his cock.
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to hold back. Lauren was a bit timid and he didn’t want to scare her. He wanted to let her do this at her own pace. Something told him Lauren needed that freedom. For once, it might be nice to let someone else drive. It was an interesting thought. One that deserved consideration. Yet, deep down he knew he was a man who took what he wanted. He valued control and his enjoyment came with more intensity when he had it under thumb. Still, with Lauren, he found himself considering…willing to see where this would go.
Lauren took the lead but her exploration was tentative. He could tell she held back her passion. As if she didn’t know what to do with the power he had silently handed over. A series of gentle caresses. A touch here. A touch there. When she tugged at his shirt, and lifted her eyes his, he saw the silent plea in her gaze. And then it hit him. She wasn’t ready for control. Lauren wanted it but she didn’t know how to take it.
He needed to push her over the edge and then hand her back the key.
Momentarily, he let her leg ease to the floor. Matt stepped backwards and reached for the front of his shirt, considering the best method of bringing Lauren out of her shell. He couldn’t believe how much he wanted to pull her close again. His body raged angrily at the loss of contact. Yet, at the same time, he enjoyed the building tension. He could feel the rise of the heat. The burn that signaled an upcoming explosion. And he knew it would be well worth the wait.
He fingered his buttons, and Lauren watched each one as he touched it. Amazingly, just knowing how attentive she was pushed his urgency an extra degree higher. Somehow, he managed to take his time, wanting the flame he saw in her eyes to turn to a fire.
The air, thick with desire, seemed to enclose them, as if it circled their bodies, and drew them together.
The instant he completed his task, Matt leaned forward and pressed his palms on either side of her head. “Take your clothes off,” he said, his voice low and powerful.
