Playing with Temptation (30 page)

“Wait,” she said breathlessly. “I have a gift for you, too.”

Standing by the side of the bed, he tipped his head curiously. “Yeah?”

She nodded, a seductive smile curving her lips as she slowly, teasingly pulled up her skirt. He watched the material move up over her knees and slide along her sleek thighs, his dick getting harder and harder beneath the fly of his jeans with each inch of skin she exposed. And then, pretty red lace panties came into view, and if that wasn’t enough to make his blood run molten in his veins, she spread her gorgeous legs, revealing the opening in the crotch that framed her smooth, glistening pussy.

His mouth went dry and lust slammed into him like a freight train. “Holy shit, Raina,” he rasped, his gaze never leaving her soft, pink flesh.

Her eyes danced with delight at his reaction. “I wanted to make sure I thanked you properly for my other present,” she said of the box of underwear he’d sent to her.

Grabbing her ankles, he dragged her to the edge of the mattress, closer to where he stood. “You look so sweet and so damn hot in those panties,” he said and feathered his fingers along her wet folds, his touch teasing her. “I can’t decide what I want to do more. Eat you or fuck you.”

She gasped as his thumb stroked across her swollen, sensitive clit, her darkening gaze taunting him. “How about both?”

He grinned wickedly. “I like the way you think.”

He didn’t hesitate to go down on her, his mouth ravenous and his tongue ruthless in his quest to make her scream, which didn’t take long. He licked and sucked, again and again, and her fingers gripped his hair, her back arching as she cried out in pleasure. Beyond wild for her, he reared back, tore open the front of his jeans, and released his aching cock. He lifted her legs, draping them over his arms so he could keep them wide apart and watch as his shaft sank deep inside of her body.

The sight of his dick surrounded by sexy red lace sent a burst of heat slicing through him and caused his cock to pulse against the tight walls enveloping him. It was one of the most erotic things he’d ever seen. “I think this is my favorite pair of panties,” he said huskily.

She laughed, then groaned as he released her legs and moved completely over her, his face inches above hers as he thrust hard and deep inside her. He wrapped the long strands of her silky hair around his fist and tipped her head back, loving the feel of her pinned beneath him, completely and utterly his.

He looked into her passion-glazed eyes, unable to deny the possessive impulse rushing through him. “You’re mine, Raina,” he rasped, needing her to believe it. Feel it. Accept it.

“Yes,” she breathed, her own body quickening around his.

“
Say it
,” he demanded, gritting his teeth in his attempt to stave off his own release until she gave him what he wanted. What he needed.

She met his gaze, the emotion playing across her features the most beautiful thing in the world. “I’m yours, Logan.”

That’s all he needed to hear to let go, to lose himself in the only woman who’d ever consumed his heart, his body, his soul.

T
he bell on
the door tinkled as Raina walked into Couture Corsets, the small boutique in Old Town where Paige designed and sold custom-made corsets for clients.

“It’s just me,” Raina called out, knowing her friend was in the back of the shop, where all the beautiful creations happened, and she didn’t want Paige to have to leave a project she might be working on when Raina could just head back there herself.

The front area of the boutique was decorated to look like an elegant and romantic boudoir, with a sitting area arranged with velvet-covered vintage settees. Gorgeous corsets hung in Victorian armoires for customers to peruse, and a few decorative dress forms displayed some of Paige’s higher-end creations. A hand-painted wooden divider separated the retail floor from a private dressing area, where clients could try on the different pieces of lingerie in front of a three-way mirror.

Raina walked past the curtain of glittering crystals hanging in the doorway that separated the retail floor from Paige’s work room and found her friend hand sewing small seed pearls to an exquisite white satin corset she was making for a client’s wedding night.

“Wow, that looks stunning,” Raina said, so incredibly impressed with her friend’s ability to create such works of art.

Paige glanced over her shoulder and grinned. “Thanks. Once I add the crystal and lace embellishments along the bodice, this bride is going to knock her groom’s pants off when he sees her in this corset.”

Raina laughed. “Not a bad way to start off a marriage.”

“What? By getting lucky?” Paige asked humorously as she set her needle and thread down on a nearby worktable.

“And being totally turned on by your new wife.”

“Speaking of getting turned on,” Paige said with a smirk. “You’re glowing and smiling all the time, so things with Logan must be good, yes?”

“Really good,” Raina admitted, unable to help the fluttering of her heart that accompanied thoughts of the man who’d changed her life in so many ways. Being in love was the best feeling ever. “And I do have to say, it’s nice having sex on a regular basis,” she teased.

Paige sent her a mock glare. “Yeah, I wouldn’t know, so stop bragging.”

Her friend’s lack of a sex life was why Raina had come by. It was time for Paige to get her sexy on and end her year-and-a-half dry spell. Hopefully, a night of no-holds-barred sex with a hot guy would make her feel desired and boost her confidence so she could finally let her past, and Sawyer, go. It had worked for Raina.

“I have something for you,” Raina said and handed Paige an envelope with the word
Welcome
embossed in black across the front.

Paige’s eyes widened as she looked at the envelope. “Oh my God, is this an invitation to your wedding? I can’t believe you didn’t tell me…” Her words and excitement trailed off as she pulled out the card inside and read the message granting her a night at The Players Club.

“Oh, wow,” Paige finally said, glancing back at Raina. “I thought—”

“If I was getting married, you’d know about it before I sent out invitations because you’d be my maid-of-honor,” Raina interrupted with a laugh. “Besides, I’m not even engaged yet.” And as much as Logan was ready to put a ring on her finger, she just wanted to enjoy and savor every step of her relationship with him.

“This invitation is for you,” Raina went on. “The Players Club is a place where you can get down and dirty and freaky with a stranger, indulge in a fantasy, or try a particular kink that has piqued your interest.”

Unmistakable interest passed across Paige’s features. “I have to say, that sounds very tempting.”

“There is one thing you need to know.” Raina didn’t want Paige to be blindsided in any way. “Logan told me that Sawyer is a member of The Players Club. Which, in my opinion, could work to your advantage if he’s there the night you decide to go.”

Paige frowned. “How so?”

“
If
he’s there, think of it as a bit of revenge. Flirt with other guys and enjoy yourself. Show Sawyer exactly what he’s been missing and what is no longer his. Men are such jealous, possessive creatures, and it’ll drive him nuts to see you with another man.”

The corners of Paige’s mouth curled into a smile as she thought about Raina’s suggestion. Then a daring and bold determination brightened her eyes. “I’m totally down for that.”

Find out what happens between Paige and Sawyer in PLAYING WITH PLEASURE

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Paige Moore has a fulfilling business designing couture corsets for her high profile clientele, but her love life is sorely lacking. Being burned in the worst way possible by Sawyer Burrows has left her guarded and wary when it comes to men and their motives. When her best friend presents her with an invitation to The Players Club, she embraces the chance to enjoy a hot night with a stranger, and finally put her past heartbreak, and Sawyer, behind her.

Sawyer knows he devastated Paige with his careless actions a year and a half ago, and he’s lived every day since with those regrets. Now, seeing Paige at The Players Club, he knows this is his chance to make amends and prove that there is still something between them worth pursuing. If sensual pleasure is what Paige is looking for, then he intends to be the man to spend the night seducing every part of her.

Paige’s surrender is Sawyer’s ultimate goal, but once her desires are sated, will she give them the second chance they deserve?

T
he bell on
the door to Couture Corsets tinkled, announcing that a customer had just walked into Paige Moore’s small boutique in Old Town San Diego where she designed and sold custom-made corsets.

“It’s just me,” she heard her good friend, Raina Beck, call out.

Knowing Raina would just head to the back area of the shop where Paige did all her designing and creations, she continued hand sewing small seed pearls to an exquisite white satin corset she was making for a client’s wedding night.

A moment later, Raina walked past the curtain of glittering crystals hanging in the doorway that separated the retail floor from the work room. “Wow, that looks stunning,” she said of the one of a kind bridal corset, her voice laced with awe.

Paige glanced over her shoulder and grinned. “Thanks. Once I add the crystal and lace embellishments along the bodice, this bride is going to knock her groom’s pants off when he sees her in this corset.”

Raina laughed. “Not a bad way to start off a marriage.”

“What? By getting lucky?” Paige asked humorously as she set her needle and thread down on a nearby work table.

“And being totally turned on by your new wife.”

“Speaking of getting turned on,” Paige said with a smirk as she eyed her very cheerful friend. “You’re glowing and smiling all the time, so things with Logan must be good, yes?”

“Really good,” Raina admitted, her face flushing with happiness. “And I do have to say, it’s nice having sex on a regular basis,” she teased.

Paige sent her a mock glare. “Yeah, I wouldn’t know so stop bragging,” she grumbled, even though she was genuinely thrilled that Raina had found a man who absolutely adored her. “What brings you by?”

“I have something for you,” Raina said, and handed her an envelope with the word
Welcome
embossed in black across the front.

Paige’s eyes widened as she looked at the envelope. “Oh my God, is this an invitation to your wedding? I can’t believe you didn’t tell me…” Her words and excitement trailed off as she pulled out the card inside and read the message granting her a night at The Players Club, a very exclusive, members-only sex club.

“Oh, wow,” she breathed in surprise, and glanced back at Raina. “I thought—”

“If I was getting married, you’d know about it before I sent out invitations because you’d be my maid-of-honor,” Raina interrupted with a laugh. “Besides, I’m not even engaged yet. This invitation is for you,” Raina went on with a grin. “The Players Club is a place where you can get down and dirty and freaky with a stranger, indulge in a fantasy or try a particular kink that has piqued your interest.”