Playing His Way, an all-new sexy standalone from Erika Wilde is coming March 13th!
HE'S READY TO PLAY . . . ARE
YOU?
As the new
owner of The Players Club, Brent "Mac" MacMillan is all about dirty
sex, wicked sin and carnal pleasure . . . served up
his
way.
After being burned in the past, he's always been careful to choose
experienced females who enjoy submitting to his dark desires, and are willing
to play by his demanding rules without expecting any emotional attachments in
return.
Hiring
beautiful interior designer Stephanie Randall to create fantasy bedrooms within
his club is his first mistake. She's curious, flirtatious, and makes his
blood run hotter than it ever has before. Innocent when it comes to all
the debauchery his sinful world has to offer, she wants to take a walk on the
wild side . . . with him.
His second
mistake? Saying yes. And his third? Falling for the one woman
he knows he can never have.
Excerpt
Stephanie
strolled toward Mac, a mischievous glimmer suddenly brightening her gorgeous
blue eyes, putting him on alert. "I'd like to attend the Masquerade
party at The Players Club on Saturday, to get a better feel for the club and
what other fantasy elements might work for your
members."
He stiffened at her unexpected request. The temptation of
having her in this domain—wanting her but refusing to touch her—wasn't
something he wanted to endure. And watching her possibly hook up with
someone else, like Rick? Complete fucking agony.
He shook his head. "I don't think attending the
Masquerade party is necessary. I'm sure you can come up with a few other
ideas without being here when everything is in full swing, which is probably
going to be more distracting, than helpful."
"What if I want to be here?" the little vixen
proposed, her voice holding a hint of a challenge. "You know, to mix
a little business with pleasure?"
His expression remained composed, his resolve, firm.
"I'm going to have to say no."
She tipped her head to the side, studying him much too astutely.
"I can always get an invitation from Jillian, you know," she
said as she came closer and closer.
"No, you can't," he countered. "I put a
freeze on any new invitations until I'm done going through the current
membership."
She laughed softly, huskily, the sound like a stroke along his
cock. Much like her hand was suddenly stroking down the length of his tie
before giving it a playful tug. "Do I make you nervous,
Mac?"
His hands curled into fists in his pockets, because it was taking
extreme effort not to grasp her face in his palms and kiss that soft, plush,
impudent mouth of hers—hot and hard and deep. "Do I look like a man
who'd be intimidated by any woman?" he asked, his voice surprisingly steady.
She thought about that for a brief moment before giving her hair
a subtle toss and replying. "Intimidated, no." Then a
sexy, knowing smile curved her lips. "Nervous,
definitely, because if you weren't a little uneasy
about whatever this thing is between us, you wouldn't have an issue with me
coming to the Masquerade party and being at the
club."
"The last thing you make me feel is uneasy."
Instead, her presence had lust pumping through him like a heady surge of
adrenaline. She was certainly testing his control.
Her free hand came back up and splayed on his chest, the heat of her
touch searing him through his dress shirt. "If I don't make you
nervous, then prove it," she cajoled. "Let me come to the party
on Saturday. I promise not to be too shocked by what I see."
His jaw clenched as she met his gaze and held it, so bold and
brazen when she really had no idea what she was messing with, or what he was
capable of. This woman was no shrinking violet, and she was the furthest
thing from the kind of submissive, obedient female he preferred—and
Jesus, Christ, his dick was hard as stone for her. This was a woman who
liked having the advantage, who enjoyed a little power play, and fuck if that
didn't make him want to pin her against the wall behind her and make it very
clear who really had the upper hand between them.
"So, what will it be, Mr. MacMillan?" she murmured
huskily. "Inviting me to the club on Saturday, or are you going to
chicken out?"
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About Erika
Erika Wilde
(aka Janelle Denison) is the USA Today bestselling author of over 50
contemporary romances for multiple print publishers.
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