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Blurb
From
the New York Times bestselling authors of Stuck-Up Suit and Cocky Bastard, comes a sexy new standalone novel.
Money or love? Which would you choose?
You probably just answered the question in your head thinking it's an easy decision.
For me, it's not. Did I mention it's a lot of money? A hell of a lot.
I needed to go far away to think it through.
As I embarked on an impulsive trip, I hit a detour when I met sexy Carter in the airport lounge. We struck up a heated conversation.
Then, he left.
I thought I'd never see him again.
But fate had other plans.
Surprise! He was the pilot of my flight.
The bigger surprise was the adventure that followed after the plane landed.
Carter was dangerous and always on the move.
Even though our connection was magnetic, I knew it was only temporary.
He would give me tickets, and I would follow him around the world to exotic places.
A bevy of flight attendant exes and rumors about Carter's reputation were never far behind.
I didn't know what to believe.
But I was addicted. Nothing else mattered anymore. And I was going to get hurt. Because a part of me wanted to be the one to finally ground the playboy pilot.
At the very least, he was taking me on a thrilling ride.
All good things must come to an end, right?
Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.
Money or love? Which would you choose?
You probably just answered the question in your head thinking it's an easy decision.
For me, it's not. Did I mention it's a lot of money? A hell of a lot.
I needed to go far away to think it through.
As I embarked on an impulsive trip, I hit a detour when I met sexy Carter in the airport lounge. We struck up a heated conversation.
Then, he left.
I thought I'd never see him again.
But fate had other plans.
Surprise! He was the pilot of my flight.
The bigger surprise was the adventure that followed after the plane landed.
Carter was dangerous and always on the move.
Even though our connection was magnetic, I knew it was only temporary.
He would give me tickets, and I would follow him around the world to exotic places.
A bevy of flight attendant exes and rumors about Carter's reputation were never far behind.
I didn't know what to believe.
But I was addicted. Nothing else mattered anymore. And I was going to get hurt. Because a part of me wanted to be the one to finally ground the playboy pilot.
At the very least, he was taking me on a thrilling ride.
All good things must come to an end, right?
Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.
Excerpt
Shit.
I laughed under my breath and banged
the back of my head against the wood. “Praying?”
“Do you always breathe like that
when you’re praying?”
“It’s an intense prayer.”
“What are you really doing?”
“I think you might know what I’m
really doing, Kendall.”
“Can I come in?”
Still fully erect, I tucked my cock
back into my pants as best I could before opening the door.
Her eyes trailed down to my massive
erection. “I’m sorry….to make you resort to that.”
“It’s okay. My hand and I haven’t
spent time like this since I was a teenager. I think he missed me.”
“What were you thinking about?”
“You.”
“Yeah…but what specifically?”
“It was this fantasy of fucking you
on the dance floor back at the club.”
She looked down at me again. Her
expression was serious when she asked, “You need some help?”
“I thought you said we weren’t going
to go there.”
“I can’t have sex with you. But I
want to touch you. I could take my clothes off, let you finish what you started.
You know…help you.”
Looking up at the ceiling, I shook
my head. “You have no fucking clue, do you?”
“What do you mean?”
“How crazy you make me. There’s no
halfway with you. Jerking off with your naked body right in front of me…not
being able to do what I really want to you…would be torture. I don’t have that
kind of willpower, not with you, not anymore. Even when I kiss you, all I can
think about is burying myself inside of you. But you naked in front of me? Too
much, Kendall. When you strip down for me, I want it to be when you’re ready to
let me have you. Otherwise, it’s better if I don’t know what I’m missing out
on.”
Looking filled with remorse, she
waved her hands. “Okay. I get it. I’m sorry…for interrupting.”
“Go back to bed. I’ll be right
there.”
After Kendall left, I closed my eyes
in regret. Was I crazy for turning her away like that?
Now that she knew what I was up to
in here, I couldn’t relax. Still needing release like a motherfucker, I turned
on the shower and got in. Ironically, I jerked myself to thoughts of her naked
body against the bathroom door and imagined she was watching me.
Fuck my life.
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