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by Michelle Marquis
Category: Erotica/Multicultural-Interracial Erotica
Description: Candace Wilson wasn't a complicated woman. She had a decent job working at a law firm and plenty of money in the bank. But with one big scandal, all her security is stripped away leaving her in desperate need of another paycheck. Then a friend gets her a short term job with big name movie producer, Markus Grant, and all Candace can think is, Hooray for Hollywood!
eBook Publisher: Amira Press, 2012
eBookwise Release Date: May 2012
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [80 KB]
Reading time: 46-65 min.
He handed her a cup and saucer. Candace sipped from it gratefully. Her headache faded.
"What time is it?"
"Two in the afternoon."
"Wow. What time did we get here?"
He ate a piece of toast and offered her one. "We got here around four in the morning."
She took the toast and ate it. Some of the things she'd said came rushing back into her head. She closed her eyes for a moment, resisting the urge to groan. "Oh boy. Listen, I'm sorry about how I acted last night. I guess the drinks caught up with me."
"That's okay. You were very tempting, but I didn't want us to sleep together unless you were stone-cold sober."
"Some men wouldn't have let that stop them. That was very nice of you. Thanks."
"You're welcome. Are you sober now?"
She finished her cup of coffee and placed it on his tray. "Like a judge."
"Good." He leaned forward and kissed her. The kiss was tender, with a slow carnal burn behind its sweetness. Candace recognized it as an exploration to see how she was going to respond. She could have analyzed the wisdom of getting involved with her boss, but the truth was she didn't care. He was sexy as hell, and she needed this. It had been way too long since she'd been in a man's arms. Let the consequences be damned. It was only sex, after all.
Candace responded to his kiss. She infused their contact with a little pressure, a little fire, and a little spice. He groaned softly and broke the kiss. He removed the tray from his lap and placed it on the bedside table. Then he pulled her into his arms and tenderly stroked kisses down her throat.
Her body ignited like a match. Hunger, buried inside her for so long, roared to voracious life. Her hands took on a life of their own as they explored his heavily muscled form. Everything about him was big and hard and strong. She caressed his chest, stroking the light chest hair and circling his nipples.
He lifted her shirt off and unhooked her bra. Her breasts sprang free and were immediately covered with his eager, hot kisses. He knew exactly how to touch her. His hands worked magic over her skin, coaxing an arousal in her she'd never experienced before. He ran his hand into her panties and over her bottom, squeezing and caressing the mounds. His breath came quicker in her ear.
"Take your panties off," he commanded.