Publication date: May 29th 2018
Genres: Erotica, Romance
A blindfold. Four men intent on only her pleasure. Knowing she’s being watched. It’s her ultimate erotic fantasy—and it’s really happening.
Brighton Wakeford has played by the rules her entire life. From her country-club upbringing to her job as a paralegal, she’s the image of propriety and class. And she’s tired of it.
An invitation to the Boardroom is Brighton’s chance to transform. Here she’s Brie—free to explore her wildest cravings, her most scandalous desires.
As the lawyer for the exclusive Boardroom club, Ryan Burns knows confidentiality is vital. As a member, he gets off on the controlled ecstasy, the exhilarating balance of trust and power. So when he recognizes a beautiful, blindfolded and very willing new participant as a coworker, he knows he should back off. Brighton Wakeford is business. The Boardroom is about pleasure.
But the rules are about to change.
The slow, steady swirl of his finger over Brie’s clit was precisely what she needed in that moment. The pent-up energy burst free on a wave of languid heat that quickly turned to an inferno. Her entire body became a conduit of erotic sensation. There was nothing but the wet and warmth and touch and…
“Do you want to come?” Ryan nipped her chin before he forced her head up and claimed her mouth again. He took with this kiss. Stole her reservations and incriminations. Her smallest doubts and biggest fears. He took them all and gave her his strength. His power.
The connection wound around her until she wanted to crawl within him and never leave. Not this safe place or this reckless feeling that left her both grounded and freed.
He released her mouth, and “yes” burst out of her without thought. “Please. Yes.” The tendons on his wrist moved beneath her fingers where she still gripped him, the contact yet another oddly intimate point that brought the moment deeper.
This was just sex. Yet it was more.
Everything condensed into a tight ball of want, need, desire and lust right below his finger. That damn perfect finger. He rubbed harder. The tongue on her pussy plunged deep within her, followed by the jab of a finger—or two.
Her cry pierced the room. She curled up with the jolt of fulfillment that only increased the longing pulsing from her.
“Beautiful.” The word stroked past her ear. “Stunning.” She clung to the praise, letting it feed her. “So free.”
Yes. I am.
“Show us.” The command swept over her before it snuggled in beside her desire to please. “Let go. Give it to us.”
Her release broke open on a hard clash of finally. “Yes!” The rejoicing exclamation shot out to punctuate the wave of heat and energy blazing from her pussy to her fingers.
She clung to him, grounding herself to the moment, when it’d be so easy to slip into the unknown. She dug her fingers into his hair and rode her orgasm until she couldn’t breathe. Until she shattered.
The pressure finally eased. The mouths moved away. His finger slowed.
Brie sucked in a long breath. Exhaled. Floated in the glow of boneless euphoria. There were no words to describe how light she felt right then.
There was no tomorrow. No stress. No fears or worries.
His hand smoothed up her abdomen. Her feet were set back on the table. The mouth on her pussy was gone.
They were winding down.
And she wasn’t ready for this to end.
He kissed her jaw in that soft confirmation of goodbye or maybe thank you. Gentle. Lingering.
Her heart wept in that instant. Not yet, her mind screamed. Or was that her soul?
She tensed, tightened her grip on his hair to hold him there. Right there. He stiffened. The room went still and the energy condensed, waiting for her.
Her heart pounded out a beat of fear, but it was negated by a sudden surge of determination. This was her chance, probably her one and only, to have everything. Be everything.
And she wasn’t backing down.
She brushed her lips against his. The grazing stroke blazed a path to her chest to loosen the constraints clenched around it. This man. Who was he? What did he look like? Would she ever know?
Did she want to?
She couldn’t answer that, but she did know one thing. She laid her lips against his, ran her tongue over the soft rise of his. Her voice was low and seductive when she finally told him what she really, truly longed for.
“I want to fuck you.”
At least once. Before this glorious night ended.
Lynda Aicher is an RWA RITA Award finalist and RT Reviewers’ Choice winner who loves to write emotionally charged erotic romances. She spent years traveling weekly as a consultant implementing computer software into global companies until she opted to end her nomadic lifestyle to raise her two children. Now, her imagination is her only limitation on where she can go and her writing lets her escape from the daily duties of being a mom, wife, chauffeur, scheduler, cook, teacher, cleaner and mediator. If writing wasn’t a priority, it wouldn’t get done.
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