Saved: BBW Contemporary Romance (Seductive Interns Book 1) by Karina Ashe Read Free Book Online

While we stood there together it was as if all the thousands of screaming fans just died away. I no longer heard them and they didn't matter to me. It was just Eli and me in that moment, in our own little world. We could build that world anywhere. Just the two of us. Nothing else mattered. Not Jarrod's arrogance or what Dan wanted. The crowd didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was how I felt when I was in his arms. And I felt perfectly happy.
         It was time for him to get back to his fans and give them the show of his career. I turned around to the fans, grinning, and I heard the crowd once again. I waved to them as I headed off stage. I looked over my shoulder and found Eli watching me as I left. I blew him a kiss and smiled devilishly.
         Eli Oliver was all mine and I had no intention of ever letting him go.
     
     
     
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    Sexy Sneak Peek

    One date - one chance to have her.

Marcus Hawkins has a problem - he needs a date. His solution happens to be standing right in front of him. Curvy Leah Frane has been driving him to distraction since the day she became his assistant.

Now is his chance to do something about it.

Leah is coerced into the date by her sexy, gorgeous boss - a man she wants so badly she can taste it. He only sees her as his super-efficient assistant - when he sees her at all.

It's just one date. What could possibly happen?

For the 18+ crowd, due to steamy love scene.

Excerpt:

Marcus waited for her just outside the door. So, no escaping. Not yet.

She opened her mouth to say something, and froze, startled by the way he studied her. Like he was seeing her for the first time. He ran one hand through his hair, tousling the rare neat style, leaving him even more devastating. His hair always reminded Leah of raven's wings - so black it had blue highlights. She forced herself to stop staring at his long, graceful fingers, to stop staring at him.

"Damn me," he whispered. "Screw the rules." He grabbed her hand, dragging her across the wide, crowded foyer.

Rules? What was he talking about?

She didn't have time to think about his cryptic statement as he pulled her down an empty hallway, stopping at the far end of a side exhibit. Oh, God - she was alone with him, only the prehistoric dioramas as witnesses.

"Marcus-"

"Finally." He pinned her to the wall, his hands braced on either side of her, and leaned in until his breath warmed her lips. "I never thought you'd say my name."

He shocked the breath out of her when he slipped one arm around her waist, hauled her forward and kissed her.

She dropped her clutch and grabbed the lapels of his perfect tux, moaning when his tongue traced the curve of her lower lip before slipping inside and driving her crazy. Her tongue warred with his, her body straining to get closer. She wanted to remember this kiss forever, since she expected him to come to his senses any second now and remember who she was.

Instead he hiked her up and trapped her between his body and the wall, rocking his impressive erection against her. The kiss turned raw, and she arched into him, every inch on fire. God--the things he could do with his mouth. She never wanted the kiss to end.

Her hands freed his lapel and moved up, into his hair, her fingers tangling in the silky length. He growled, and his hand moved - under her gown, sliding up her leg until he gripped her ass. With a gasp she tried to pull out of the kiss, mortified.

"No," he whispered. "You're perfect. God, you feel so good." He held her in place and ground himself against her, his breathing ragged. "I need to touch you, Leah."

 

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