This tale of lust and love had my heart pounding from the first page. The fact that it started out in Vegas then moved to a lingerie company in San Francisco added to the heat.
Welcome to Danni and Adam’s sexually-charged world, where any fantasy can happen…and does.
A shameless fantasy come true…
When tall, dark, and delicious Adam Farrell crosses Danni’s radar at a Vegas trade show, it’s not lust at first sight. He’s starred in her wicked fantasies for a while, pleasuring her with domination and submission that leaves her breathless. Aching for his masterful touch, believing she’ll never have it, she indulges in a public sex act Adam alone witnesses. What follows is a wild and impassioned night in his powerful arms. It’s only the beginning.
An undisclosed business deal has turned Adam from competitor to Danni’s new boss. His hunger for her is absolute and he’ll make her fantasies seem tame as he takes her in ways she never imagined—whenever he wants, wherever he desires.
Seduced by Adam’s plan to mix exquisite control with adoration, Danni’s swept into a sensual adventure she can’t resist. Until corporate politics intrude and she learns what Adam’s been hiding to protect her…a secret he’s long feared will tear them apart.
His clean breath whispered against her. “I didn’t mean to run you off a few minutes ago or in the showroom. I followed you to the elevator because I had to be with you. The look I saw on your face during the show was one I’ve wanted to put there for so damn long. However, if that’s not what you want, tell me to stop and I will.”
He fought for air, the same as she did, betraying his struggle for control.
Stunned, she ached to go with the moment and indulge herself as she had in her fantasies or those early days with Matt and Bryan.
Painful memories jolted her. “You’re not involved with anyone, are you? I won’t help a guy cheat and hurt another woman. I know what it’s like to be betrayed, and it will never happen to me again.”
“Oh, Danni.” He brought back his hands.
Her stomach sank so fast she got queasy and stepped away.
Adam pulled her right back, cradled her neck, and stroked her scalp.
Pleasure shot down her spine.
“No, I’m not married, engaged, promised, or even going steady and I’m glad you’re not either. To be honest, I haven’t had a date in months. I’ve been too busy with—” He shook his head. “Work’s been taking every minute I have. When I do get a moment alone, I crash. Do you think I prowl hotel showrooms so I can pounce on unsuspecting women?”
She leaned into his touch, amazed it was happening. “Of course not. I thought a model had invited you backstage.”
“You weren’t in your seat.”
His eyes widened, understanding in them. “Like I said before, I had to take a call.” He paused then shrugged. “About work. This thing that’s coming—”
“No.” She rested her fingertips on his lips, awed at their silkiness. “Don’t explain. Please. You don’t have to. I don’t want you to.” Good God, she didn’t want to police a man. “I believe you.” Maybe she’d end up hating herself, she had in the past with other men, but she couldn’t deny herself this moment with him. “Can we start over?” She molded her length to him.
He inhaled deeply.
She did too and didn’t regret doing so for a minute. His white shirt smelled like sunshine, as if he’d dried it in a warm breeze. Beneath it was male musk. Her insides quivered. “I don’t want you to stop.”
“Believe me, I won’t.” He brushed his lips on her throat.
She gripped his arms, needing him for support before she dropped to the floor. “Good.”
“To hell with that. What’s coming is going to be great. You’re not getting away from me for the rest of the night.” He eased back to see her face. “Agreed?”
Her heart raced at his touch and what lay ahead. “Agreed.”
His grin faded. “About your fantasy.”
She hadn’t expected him to mention it and wasn’t certain whether to be embarrassed or intrigued. “You want to act out your part?”
“I want a woman who’s with me the entire way, not one who’s letting me do all the work while she’s daydreaming about other guys. Fuck that. I damn well don’t share what’s mine.”
His territorial manner and commanding tone made her yield too easily. Still, she wasn’t averse to yanking his chain to see what might happen. “What man does?”
“I’m different.” He pulled her close, arm tightened around her waist, his strength barely contained, his mouth angled over hers. His kiss zoomed straight to possession.
God, God, God. She sagged into him, barely able to whimper at his tongue filling her mouth. No fantasy ever matched this. He held her so tightly they had to take turns breathing. His tongue probed hers and swept over her teeth. He tasted like peppermint and champagne offered at the show. His hot, bristly cheeks rasped her skin. A gentle punishment. Visions showing cinchers, leather bindings, and uncivilized male lust rose unbidden, in defiance of what he’d said. She entertained them, because he starred in each, excluding other men.
Emboldened, she pushed his tongue aside and thrust hers into his mouth.
His low growl vibrated his chest. He fought to get closer.
Attuned to his needs, she wreathed her arms around his shoulders.
His rigid cock pressed against her mound, his kiss savage and wondrously brutal. He sucked hard, wanting her to go deeper.
She filled him as much as she could. Wasn’t enough. She craved more.
They kissed like former celibates who’d been lied to about sex and discovered its beauty for the first time.
At last, he tore his mouth free and heaved in a huge breath, possibly because he couldn’t do without it any longer.
Screw that. They could breathe later. Now was the time for passion. She cupped his face to pull him back down to her.
Faint voices sounded from behind.
Adam looked past her. “Better take this to my suite.” He spoke scarcely above a whisper. “Unless you get excited when others watch.” He cupped her breast.
The voices grew closer.
She was horny, not nuts. If they got thrown out of here or arrested for lewd acts, their fun would end before it began. “Maybe later. You have a suite?”
Mischief shone in his gorgeous eyes. “I have all kinds of things.” He released her breast seconds before anyone could see.
She thumbed her lipstick from his mouth and stroked his bottom lip.
Smiling, he captured her wrist and sniffed her musk-tipped fingers. He growled again, deep and primal. “You smell good enough to eat.”
Laughter bubbled inside her. Desire softened her for their pleasure. “I’m going to hold you to that.”
The others reached the elevator.
She kept her back to them.
Adam retrieved her purse, shoved it under his arm, then led her hand-in-hand down the hall to his suite.
There would be no getting away from him now. She was his, all his, for the evening.
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