Deluxe Cinderella Chronicles 3 Story Box Set
Lisa Renee Jones
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Sexy on the sweeter side -- more my Blaze level heat -- but there will be some sizzling sex for sure!
A Modern Day Fairy Tale! Who doesn't want their own Prince Charming?
She's a struggling good girl taking care of a sick mother. He's the hot one night stand that she dared indulge in a year before...and now he's her sexy, rich new boss.
Book 1 The Cinderella Chronicles -- 55,000 words
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.
THE HOTLY EVER AFTER STORIES 1 and 2!
ABOUT PLEASURE WITH PURPOSE:
Heather and Brad have been close family friends for ten years but both have secretly pined for each other, secretly fantasized about one sultry hot night together. So when fate delivers them a chance at that night -- will they take it -- and risk a lifetime of friendship being destroyed? Or will they convince themselves they can really wake up tomorrow and pretend it never happened?
ABOUT TWICE THE PLEASURE
Samantha's fiancé is rich and handsome, and as an added plus he moves in her father's business circle. But Samantha feels uncertain. Logic says love and passion are about youth and fairy tales. Still…deep in her heart there was one man who still calls to her. The one who left her and never looked back. Eric.Young and foolish, Eric walked away from the woman he loved, tired of her father's snobbery. When Eric learns Samantha is getting married, he knows he has to act. Eric plans to conquer Samantha's heart no matter how down and dirty he has to get.When Eric shows up at Samantha's bachlorette party, she figures one last romp between the sheets with him might prove Eric isn't the hot lover or "love" her mind and heart have conjured up all these years. But soon passion burns like never before, and Samantha might just have an addiction she can never beat…Eric.
her to face him, keeping her close, their thighs touching. Bodies intimate in their connection. Lauren rested her hands on his too-perfect chest. Then, she did the very thing she knew equaled the death of her willpower—she let her gaze lock with his. What she saw scorched her with its intensity. Potent and sexual, the look in his eyes told her how much he wanted her. Her fingers curled in his shirt, fighting the urge to run her hands across his chest and shoulders. He wasn’t dressed for work as
refused to analyze why that might be. Instead, she thrilled at the way she filled out the bra. And the panties…a tiny, barely-there triangle meant to entice. Touching her leg, she eyed the pink stitching on the black thigh-highs, wishing for her heels, now in the living room. They would complete the look. Imaging how Matt would react to her outfit, she fluffed her hair. Wine and desire had dilated her eyes. Anticipation had her body thrumming with warmth. Her nipples ached for his mouth.
his hips as she pulled down his slacks and underwear in one movement. When he sat up again, his cock stood at attention. Straight as an arrow, his arousal was in full display. Lauren’s hand wrapped his length and Matt sucked in a breath. “Very impressive,” she murmured, sliding her palm from top to bottom several times. Her eyes lifted to his face as her fingers slid along the tip. “Lauren,” he said in the midst of a pleasure-based sigh. She wet her lips. And knew what came next. As her mouth
at the sound of a knock on the door. Her heart flip-flopped. For some reason, she knew it was Matt. She raced across the room and pulled the door open. He stood there, a suitcase in hand, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, nowhere near ready for the party, looking rugged and sexy. “What are you—” She never finished the sentence. Matt stepped inside the apartment, kicked the door shut, and kissed her. It all happened in a split instant. Strong arms pulled her close, and the warm seduction of his
Samantha naked, and beneath him. Or on top of him. Any damn way was fine by him. The wait was almost over. That realization comforted where the rawness of need might otherwise demand action. He watched as she reached for her skirt and unzipped it. Then, the material slid down her curvy hips, and Eric felt sizzling anticipation of what came next. Of seeing those little silk panties. His eyes went to the ground, and then made a slow slide up her sexy legs. Until he came to his destination. For all