A spy who specializes in seduction
Kayla Summers was an elite CIA double
agent, working inside China’s deadly MSS. Now, she works for McKay-Taggart
London, but the Agency isn’t quite done with her. Spy master Ezra Fain needs
her help on a mission that would send her into Hollywood’s glamorous and
dangerous party scene. Intrigued by the mission and the movie star hunk she
will be shadowing, she eagerly agrees. When she finds herself in his bed, she
realizes she’s not only risking her life, but her heart.
A leading man who doesn’t do romance
Joshua Hunt is a legend of the silver
screen. As Hollywood’s highest paid actor, he’s the man everyone wants to be,
or be with, but something is missing. After being betrayed more than once, the
only romance Josh believes in anymore is on the pages of his scripts. He keeps
his relationships transactional, and that’s how he likes it, until he meets his
new bodyguard. She was supposed to keep him safe, and satisfied when necessary,
but now he’s realizing he may never be able to get enough of her.
An ending neither could have expected
Protecting Joshua started off as a mission,
until it suddenly felt like her calling. When the true reason the CIA wanted
her for this assignment is revealed, Kayla will have to choose between serving
her country or saving the love of her life.
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EXCERPT
“Kayla?”
Her eyes came up, a flash of
recognition there. “Yes?”
“Are you going to sign the contract or
do you have more questions?”
She picked up the pen sitting on top
of the contracts that would bind the two of them together for the next six
months. They would reevaluate the relationship at that point in time, but for
the next six months, she was his. His bodyguard. His submissive.
Bought and properly paid for. He would
take care of her and she would give him what he needed.
She signed with a flourish and sat
back, a gleam of curiosity in her eyes.
He was curious, too, and there was
zero reason to not satisfy their curiosity. Hard and soft limits had been gone
over. They would find their communication style as they went along. But first
she should understand that he was in control.
“Come sit on my lap.”
She didn’t hesitate. She stood and
turned, shifting so she could maneuver her way onto his lap.
Her weight came down on him and he
wrapped an arm around her waist. Damn but she made him feel big. He’d seen her
take out a man twice her size, but sitting here in his lap she felt small and
vulnerable, and fuck him but that did it for him.
He slid a hand along her knee, letting
himself indulge in the silky smooth feel of her skin against his palm. “Did you
do as I asked?”
He was well aware his voice had gone
husky, deeper than normal.
“Yes, Joshua.” She squirmed the
tiniest bit, as though trying to find a comfortable position. It might be
difficult for her because she was sitting right on his cock, and it was harder
and thicker than he could ever remember it being.
“How can I trust you?” This was all
part of the game he loved so much. Here he could let go and play out the darker
of his impulses—to control, to take, to possess. See. Want. Have.
“You’ll have to check,” she replied.
“Though shouldn’t we go inside?”
He reached out and picked up his cell
with his free hand, pushing one number and connecting to the security room. He
put them on speaker. She needed to understand what she was up against in order
for the game to be fair. “Landon?”
“This is Burke,” the deep voice
replied. “Shane’s on patrol. What can I do for you?”
“Burke, I would like to fuck my
submissive on the third-floor balcony. Is anyone watching us? Can you see any
cameras pointed our way?”
A low, masculine chuckle came across
the line. “No, Mr. Hunt. And given the angle relative to the beach, you should
enjoy your evening without worry. The only peepers I would worry about would be
your next door neighbor, and Jared is out for the night.”
“I wouldn’t care if he wasn’t. Keep up
the good work.” He hung up and his hand tightened. “I would prefer when we’re
playing that you don’t question me like that. I know where I want to fuck you.
I know when I want to fuck you, and I’m in charge. If I want you in the middle
of a crowded freeway, your only response is a yes or a no. Not to question me.”
She seemed to relax back against him,
as though she was giving up the struggle and choosing to submit. “Yes, Joshua.
Yes, I understand, and yes to the sex. Please.”
He liked the breathy little please and loved how she squirmed.
Still, he wasn’t absolutely sure she’d obeyed him, and he was a man who
required proof. He slid his hand up her thigh. “Spread your legs for me.”
ABOUT LEXI BLAKE
NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn't until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.
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