From the Blurb:
He’s the man she loves to hate…
Olivia Kane’s wedding day has just imploded spectacularly. Shots lined up at the bar? Bring it. Hot stranger on the hook? Come on down. What this party does not need is six feet and change of home-grown Texas cockiness in the form of her brother’s best friend, the man who broke her heart seven years ago.
She’s the woman he has to have…
Flynn Cross won’t stand by while Liv finds sensual solace in the arms of a stranger, not when his own hard-for-her body is more than up for the task. For one week, he’ll make her honeymoon-for-one a sizzling party for two.
Breaking the rules, one steamy night at a time…
But the taboo they’re breaking is only the beginning…and Flynn’s part in Liv’s wedding debacle could bring about their end.
Flynn moved closer and the air she breathed was full of him. Liv felt herself weakening, falling under the thick wave of his masculine essence.
“I haven’t agreed to your offer and even if I did, I’m not seeing how doing what you tell me comes close to fulfilling my fantasy.”
He crowded her against the mirror. “Don’t you?”
So maybe she was having a moment of clarity, but damned if she’d let him get away with being on top in everything.
“The point is that you’re my sex slave, right?”
His gaze dipped to her lips, unmistakable hunger in it. “Sex slave. Yeah, sounds about right.”
“You’re supposed to do as I say. Every wicked thing I want.”
Inclining his head to the well of her neck, he breathed her in. The sensual proximity popped her nipples hard against the bikini cups.
A very male sound emerged from his throat. “Every. Wicked. Thing.”
“Then go get me a supersized pina colada in a to-go cup. If I have to listen to you while you sex me up, then I’d rather be trashed.”
“I usually need a little more romance, but okay,” he whispered. “Try again.”
“Another order. Fuckin’ turns me on when you get all bossy.” He moved closer, his body practically covering hers like a sexy blanket of all Flynn. Wrapping her up, smothering her senses. Between her legs, wetness bloomed, and hell, it looked like she was buying this bikini whether she wanted it or not.
“Someone might come in.”
“Makes it more exciting.”
So true, and wasn’t that what she wanted on this trip? A chance to lose herself in pleasure, to dull the edges of the pain, to feel wanted and desired? But she refused to let him call every shot.
Control, she needed a scrap of it. “On—on your knees, Cross.”
Without hesitation, he folded to the floor, dragging his rakishly-stubbled jaw down her sensitized body, his head now aligned with her belly.
The reality of the situation suddenly crashed over her, not just the danger of discovery but also the danger of him. The boy she’d pined over, the man she’d hated for so long. How could she even be considering him as her savior? So they were on the same page about a week-long fling, but she was already skipping ahead a few chapters to the end, which she was pretty sure did not include a HEA. More like heartbreak, and she was done with that.
It’s just pleasure, her body argued against that downer bitch of a brain. You deserve this.
One Week to Score by Kate Meader is a contemporary romance, released by Entangled Publisher on July 11, 2016.
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Originally from Ireland, Kate cut her romance reader teeth on Maeve Binchy and Jilly Cooper novels, with some Mills & Boon thrown in for variety. Give her tales about brooding mill owners, oversexed equestrians, and men who can rock an apron or a fire hose, and she is so there. Now based in Chicago, she writes sexy contemporary romance with alpha heroes and strong heroines who can match their men quip for quip.
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