Surrender Your Love
Release date: March 15th, 2013
Meeting Jett was like lightning. Dangerous. Better left untouched. And better forgotten. But lightning always strikes twice.
Brooke Stewart, a realtor in New York, doesn’t do relationships. When she’s sent to a remote estate to finalize a real estate deal, she discovers her new boss is no other than the guy she left naked in bed.
Sexy, dangerously handsome, and arrogant Jett Mayfield attracts trouble, and women, like a lightning rod. But the night he meets Brooke he gets more than he bargained for. The green-eyed millionaire playboy isn’t used to taking no for an answer, and he isn’t about to start now.
When he proposes two months of no strings sex, Brooke is intrigued and accepts his proposal. Little does she know Jett’s determined to claim the one woman he can’t have, pulling her deeper into his dangerous world.
A man who doesn't take 'no' for an answer.
A woman afraid to surrender to love.
Two lives that are about to cross...and secrets laid bare.
Ever so slowly, he closed the blinds and locked the door, sending my insides into a raging storm.
Sweet mercy, what the hell was he doing?
With measured steps he inched closer, pushing me against the hard edge of his desk. I fought for breath, suddenly panting even though he hadn’t even touched me yet.
“We’re at work,” was the lame excuse my mind came up with.
My pulse spiked. I brushed my hair off my face, outraged. “People could hear us.”
“I guess we’ll have to be quiet.” Jett’s fingers trailed down the front of my shirt to my skirt and he began to pull it up in slow motion, sending my imagination into overdrive. His hot lips moved to the soft patch of skin beneath my ear and he began to nibble gently, his deep moans resembling the soft moans suddenly escaping my mouth.
My breath hitched in my throat as his hands cupped my ass and lifted me onto the desk. His strong thighs wedged between my legs, the bulge in his slacks rubbing deliciously against my sensitive lust bud.
“Jett,” I whispered. My fingers clawed at his shoulders as I pondered whether to push him away or draw him closer so he could do all the unspeakable things his hot mouth promised to do.
“You smell good.” His hand prodded my panties, rubbing gently until I felt my juices gathering between my legs, preparing me for his invasion. “So wet,” he whispered in my ear. His deep voice quaked through me and gathered in the deepest pits of my sex in a delicious pull that made my arousal quadruple. “I have a meeting in fifteen minutes. Think that’s enough time to make you come?”
Oh, god, I loved it when he whispered.
“Seriously? You think it’d take you fifteen minutes?” I laughed briefly. If he kept talking in that sexy voice of his, he’d make me come in two.
“You’re right. That’s enough time to make you come twice.”