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PLAYING FOR HER HEART
Gamers Series #2
Megan Erickson
Releasing Aug 11th, 2015
Entangled: Brazen
Grant
Osprey just had the hottest sex of his life. Sure, they were both in costume,
and yes, it was anonymous, but he never expected her to bolt in the middle of
the night without so much as a good bye, let alone exchanging numbers. Or
names. All he’s left with are her panties and some seriously X-rated
memories…until he meets his business partner’s little sister.
Osprey just had the hottest sex of his life. Sure, they were both in costume,
and yes, it was anonymous, but he never expected her to bolt in the middle of
the night without so much as a good bye, let alone exchanging numbers. Or
names. All he’s left with are her panties and some seriously X-rated
memories…until he meets his business partner’s little sister.
Only
Chloe Talley isn’t the bold, sexy vixen he remembers. And she wants nothing to
do with him.
Chloe Talley isn’t the bold, sexy vixen he remembers. And she wants nothing to
do with him.
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is Chloe’s only chance to leave her boring, socially awkward world behind. To
forget that she’s failing at life and can’t be with anyone, let alone a
single-father like Grant. But the raw hunger between them is undeniable. With
him, she can be a misbehaving maid. A sexy call girl for hire. Each scene
pushes Chloe beyond her strict boundaries, until Grant demands the one
character she can’t play.
is Chloe’s only chance to leave her boring, socially awkward world behind. To
forget that she’s failing at life and can’t be with anyone, let alone a
single-father like Grant. But the raw hunger between them is undeniable. With
him, she can be a misbehaving maid. A sexy call girl for hire. Each scene
pushes Chloe beyond her strict boundaries, until Grant demands the one
character she can’t play.
Herself.
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Excerpt
He peered through the peephole. Chloe
was standing on the front porch, large sunglasses over her eyes—even though it
was nighttime—and wearing a belted trench coat.
was standing on the front porch, large sunglasses over her eyes—even though it
was nighttime—and wearing a belted trench coat.
When he opened the door, he gazed down
to her bare legs and sky-high black heels.
to her bare legs and sky-high black heels.
“Mr. Osprey?” she asked, her lips a
bright cherry red.
bright cherry red.
He leaned on the door and raised an
eyebrow. “Yes.”
eyebrow. “Yes.”
Her pink tongue slipped out, wetting
her bottom lip.
her bottom lip.
“My handler said you have hired my
services for the night. I only accept cash.”
services for the night. I only accept cash.”
He nearly swallowed his tongue. So she
wanted to play some Pretty Woman role, huh? He went from kinda hard to full
mast.
wanted to play some Pretty Woman role, huh? He went from kinda hard to full
mast.
“We agreed on two grand and I get you
until two in the morning.” He deliberately leered. “All of you. Every inch of
you. However I want you. Suit you, Princess?”
until two in the morning.” He deliberately leered. “All of you. Every inch of
you. However I want you. Suit you, Princess?”
The lapels of her trench coat
quivered. “Suits me.”
quivered. “Suits me.”
“Great.” He stepped back and gestured
inside. “Come in, please.”
inside. “Come in, please.”
She brushed past him and he smelled
strawberries. He shut and locked the door, then turned around to face Chloe.
strawberries. He shut and locked the door, then turned around to face Chloe.
She’d taken her sunglasses off and her
hands were on her untied belt. In one practiced move, she flung open the edges
of the coat and rolled her shoulders so the khaki material fluttered to the
ground at her feet.
hands were on her untied belt. In one practiced move, she flung open the edges
of the coat and rolled her shoulders so the khaki material fluttered to the
ground at her feet.
Grant had to shoot out a hand to brace
himself on the wall because he suddenly had vertigo.The physical parts of Chloe
he loved the most were encased in lavender lace—a bra that didn’t cover much,
because he could see her hardened nipples poking through.
himself on the wall because he suddenly had vertigo.The physical parts of Chloe
he loved the most were encased in lavender lace—a bra that didn’t cover much,
because he could see her hardened nipples poking through.
Her thong didn’t cover much except for
a small triangle scrap, hiding her pussy—which he knew she shaved bare—from his
view.
a small triangle scrap, hiding her pussy—which he knew she shaved bare—from his
view.
Jesus, all that skin, that delicious
lace, all for him.
lace, all for him.
She watched him with those green eyes,
a sexy smirk to her mouth. She slowly twisted, so that her ankles were crossed,
and showed him her back, she looked at him through her lashes over her
shoulder. Only a string ran along the top of her ass and between her crease.
a sexy smirk to her mouth. She slowly twisted, so that her ankles were crossed,
and showed him her back, she looked at him through her lashes over her
shoulder. Only a string ran along the top of her ass and between her crease.
He was hard in his jeans, ridiculously
so, and he hadn’t even touched her yet. Hadn’t yet taken that mouth or plunged
his fingers in that tight heat. He was going to do all of that and then some.
so, and he hadn’t even touched her yet. Hadn’t yet taken that mouth or plunged
his fingers in that tight heat. He was going to do all of that and then some.
He stepped toward her. “Hands on the
wall. Ass out.”
wall. Ass out.”
Megan worked as a journalist covering
real-life dramas before she decided she liked writing her own endings better
and switched to fiction.
real-life dramas before she decided she liked writing her own endings better
and switched to fiction.
She lives in Pennsylvania with her
husband, two kids and two cats. When she’s not tapping away on her laptop,
she’s probably listening to the characters in her head who won’t stop talking.
husband, two kids and two cats. When she’s not tapping away on her laptop,
she’s probably listening to the characters in her head who won’t stop talking.
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