Carly’s Crush
By Maddie Taylor
My sexy snippet:
His slow, tender smile was as intimate as his kisses when he asked, “You’re going to be good for me, aren’t you, Carly?”
“I want to be, Trent--so very much.” She laid a trembling hand against the side of his neck, her thumb sweeping along his jaw, and said boldly, with a directness she’d withheld before tonight, “I’ve wanted you for a long time.”
“Same here, baby, but I was too blind to see what was in front of me, or too stubborn to accept it.” He took her hand once more and led her to the back of the store to one of the tables, not to the same one she’d posed on, but another, covered with neatly folded and stacked piles of underthings in satin and lace. With a sweep of his arm, he sent the lot of it to the floor in a shower of color, and three-digit price tags. At any other time, she would have protested the designer sacrilege.
His long fingers curled around her shoulders and he turned her to face the now empty table. “We’ll do this here.”
He patted the surface, and it occurred to her the same hand would soon be doing more than patting her backside, undoubtedly with a good deal more energy and enthusiasm.
“Bend over, Carly. Grip the table edge and rest your cheek against the top.”
~~~~~
One-click this steamy hot novella just in time for Valentine's Day.
KU Subscriber? You can read Carly's Crush for #FREE!
BLURB:
Being stuck in the friend zone sucks. Even worse, the man of your dreams seeing you as nothing more than a kid. But what's a shy girl to do when her secret crush for months won't take the hint? Seduce him, of course!
Carly puts her plan into motion. One night, after closing the lingerie shop where she works, she slips into the sheerest scrap of nothing she can find, climbs on a table in the middle of the sales floor, and strikes a pose. Now, she waits for Trent, the head of mall security, to make his rounds and find her. Simple enough, right?
Except things go terribly wrong. Silent alarms are tripped, and Carly is left with one furious Alpha on her hands. Will she end up in the arms of the man of her dreams, or will her bottom, left bare by the skimpy black thong, end up paying for her unintended crime? Or, if she's lucky, will she get both?
~~~~~
Follow Maddie Online!
No comments:
Post a Comment