I thought for today's Monday Moan, I'd take a step back to an early work. Later today I'll have a guest, so for those early birds, here's Must Be Doing Something Right. I wanted to write something with voyeurism and Courtney and Nate obliged. Can't blame them.
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Must Be Doing Something Right
m/f, bdsm , voyeurism, anal sex
If she can open her heart, she'll find he's her naughtiest dream come true. Being mischievous with him is exactly what she needs.
Nate Waterford knows exactly who he wants in his bed and his heart, but he's on guard. When women find out his profession, they see dollar signs. He's been hurt by gold diggers and he's not about to fall in love - until he sees Courteney. She's his fantasy come to life and once he gets her in his arms, he'll be damned before he considers letting her go. Unless she tells him to go to hell first...
Despite her success as a fledgling romance author, Courteney Bennett's had her share of bad relationships. She's attracted to her best guy friend, Nate, and she's not ready to throw a friendship away for one night of passion - even if his idea of desire puts the hottest scenes in her erotica stories to shame.
Is her heart a fair price to pay for an evening to remember or will it be the biggest mistake of her life?
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes including strong language, bondage, anal sex and voyeurism.
And now for the moan!!
“You like to watch.”
Her breath caught in her throat. He knew her fetish—one of them. Forget his one-night stands for now. Ignore his tendency to flaunt his sexual prowess. Liquid lust pooled low in her belly and soaked her panties. She might as well jump in head first and clue him in on more. “I do.”
She placed his left palm on her breast to relieve the delicious ache. She squirmed in his arms. Men like Nate didn’t fall for women like her, but she refused to think about the severity of the situation. If the light of the morning sun reflected the poor judgement of their behaviour, she’d deal with it. For now, she’d relish in the heat of his arms.
As his smooth lips danced over her earlobe, she shivered. His mouth should’ve been labelled as a registered weapon.
“Then watch and let me make you feel good.” He nipped her neck, sending a fever crashing through her system. His husky voice warmed her to the core. “I like to watch, too.”
Rational thought left her brain. She wanted—no, needed—to feel. She backed into him, rubbing her ass over the bulge in his jeans. A ripple of lust surged through her veins. If she moved a little to the side, his cock would touch right where she wanted him.
Nate’s long fingers pinched and plucked her nipple through the fabric of her bra and tunic. A sigh escaped her lips. If she gave him free rein, she’d find heaven in his arms.
With each cry echoing from the parking lot, Courteney’s control splintered. She didn’t want to watch any longer. She wanted to participate—with Nate.
“Ever made love on the boss’s desk?”