It’s open to all types of partnerships—straight, gay, bi, multiples, everyone.” She shook her head while the reporter on the line asked another question. “No. It’s not like the singles cruise. It’s a relationship cruise. It gives people a chance to ...
Summer tugged Devin’s hand toward the water. “I know.” He craned his neck and flashed her a grin. A sexy, take no prisoners grin that had her sucking in her breath and trying not to stumble. Damn that dimple. “So where are we going?” &nb...
No cars. No movement. Not a single police siren or flashing light. Where the hell are the cops? It’d taken him at least ten minutes to get there. He’d been driving down the coast, letting his thoughts drift to Holly and things he shouldn’t. Then she’d texted and flipped everything upside down. He...
Interruptions like this were the reason they paid a premium to rent out the private space. Some paparazzo probably snuck in through the kitchen. One shot of the MacIntosh brothers in a compromising situation would make a photog’s year. Too bad, asshole. &...
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Did you love this story? Then check out Part One of my new serial, Billionaires for Charity! Naked and exposed wasn’t how she usually approached sex. Men didn’t fawn all over her body, rubbing their hands over her hips and across her belly. But James touched her like she was dipped in gold. Preci...
Damien pulled back and tried not to focus on her swollen pout. She was the district attorney’s daughter. The dead district attorney’s daughter. He had kidnapped her. Put her in his trunk. Tied her up. Tackled her into the grass. And all he wanted to...