Getting Hers(available now at Ellora’s Cave)

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Parker Stevens has one golden rule—never mix business with pleasure. But when Melanie, his curvaceous secretary whose sultry red lips turn him to stone, announces she’s leaving him, he’s finally free to claim what he’s craved since she first sashayed into his office six years ago.

Melanie’s been in love with her charismatic boss since the beginning, and when a sudden blackout traps them in an elevator together, fantasy finally becomes reality. Parker brings her darkest desires to the fore, driving her from climax to climax. How on earth can she leave him now?

Sex with the boss…it’s the perfect fantasy

She had the full red lips men dreamed about, the mouth that belonged on a guy’s cock. Her heavy breasts and rounded ass formed a perfect body that could bring a grown man to his knees. One whiff of her light scent of honeysuckle could turn Parker Stevens’ cock to stone.

And she was leaving him.

With a low growl of discontentment, Parker forced his gaze back to the report on his desk that required his urgent attention and tried to forget about his delectable PA who stood behind the glass wall that separated his office from hers.

His soon to be ex-PA, that is. After six years by his side, Melanie Rainer was shifting onto an entirely new career path, one that would see her selling sexy lingerie and sex toys to the people of Austin, Texas. A damn fine choice of career as far as he was concerned. But he’d be damned if he said he wouldn’t miss her, if he said he didn’t mind the fact she was leaving him.

She’s not leaving you, you asshole. She was moving on with her life. He knew better than anyone that Melanie Rainer was wasted as his secretary. She’d go far, no doubt about it.

His gaze flickered back to where Melanie was bent over the copying machine. With her sweet ass high in the air, it was all he could do to hold back a groan.

She straightened and walked to his open door. “Looks like this thing is broken, sir,” she said, slightly breathless as she jerked her thumb toward the copier. “I’ll call the company.”

“Hang on,” he said, getting to his feet, urgent report be damned. “Let me see if I can fix it.” He crossed the room, tried to ignore her scent that got him all worked up. Today, he caught a hint of something sweet, coconut. A new shampoo maybe? As he followed her to the machine, he glanced at the back of her head, noting the severe updo that had been Melanie’s choice of hairstyle since she’d first started working for Wilson Advertising. Conservative and elegant. Very proper. He didn’t know how many times he’d imagined how her blonde hair would feel sliding through his fingers, all silky and thick. Or how many times he’d imagined digging his hands in her hair, clutching the smooth strands as her mouth went to town on his cock.

More times than he cared to admit, that’s for sure.

“Well?”

As her soft voice prompted him, he looked from her hair to her beautiful face and stuffed his hands in his pockets as his pants suddenly tightened. “It’s the bottom tray, gotta be.”

She swiped a stray wisp of hair out of her face and shook her head. “I checked it.”

He grinned. “Well then, let me check again.” He leaned over and grabbed the handle for the bottom tray. As soon as he pulled it out, he felt the catch. “Paper jam.” He reached in and grabbed the misbehaving piece of paper from where it was stuck at the back of the tray. “Here,” he said, straightening with the crumpled page in hand. “After six years, you’d think you’d be able to figure that one out by now.”

Her answering blush had his cock straining further. It always went this way. He made a joke, teased her about anything, and the prettiest flush rose in her cheeks. And he nearly came in his pants. Even after all this time, it was still crazy to him that just the color of this woman’s cheeks could affect him so damn much.

“Fine,” she conceded, looking up at him from beneath her lashes. “Guess if I haven’t gotten it by now, I never will.”

“Ah, I’m just kidding,” he assured her, taking a step back to put some distance between them. He’d always thought that one of these days he’d lose control of his barely wielded-in lust and throw her over the desk, but so far he’d kept his desire on a short leash. The line between business and pleasure was a thick, unyielding one in his opinion. He’d never had a relationship with a colleague, not even a fling. But no one had ever tempted him the way Melanie did.

“Maybe your new secretary will get the hang of this better than I have,” Melanie said, turning back to the copying machine.

New secretary? He didn’t want a new secretary. The only woman he wanted doing his copying was her. His copying and a whole lot more.

“I doubt that, darlin’,” he said, folding his arms across his chest. At the endearment, the color in Melanie’s cheeks deepened and he smiled. How could a woman be so adorable and so sexy at the same time? “You’re the best thing about this place.”

Her gaze flew to his and the surprise he saw in her eyes drew a laugh from deep inside his chest.

“Don’t tell me you don’t know that.” He shook his head in disbelief. “You’ve kept me sane for six years. That’s pretty incredible.”

She blinked and the slow sweep of her thick, black lashes held him hypnotized for a second. She smiled and the curve of her luscious mouth nearly undid him. “You’re exaggerating, sir,” she said dryly.

He laughed again and put his hand over his heart. “No way. I mean it. Who’s going to look after my dry cleaning now?”

“I never had to do your dry cleaning.”

Cocking a brow, he started to nod. “Yeah, that’s right. I didn’t think you could handle it.”

She rolled her eyes. “You’re teasing me again.”

“Glad to see you’re finally getting to know the difference.” She was about to turn away when he felt the urge to say more. Damn it, he needed her to know how much he’d miss her. “I’m serious, you know. This place won’t be the same without you.”

Her eyes narrowed as she seemed to debate in her mind whether he was still kidding around or not. And then she smiled again and her eyes started to sparkle. “Well, thanks.”

A few seconds of silence passed before Parker realized he was just looking at her. She looked right back and his chest constricted. She was something, this girl. Truly something.

His gaze dropped and he found himself suddenly staring at her breasts, full, heavy tits that were rising up and down beneath his eyes. Her nipples were hard and the realization grabbed him by the balls. His mouth watered to suck on the two peaks that strained against Melanie’s button-up blouse. Jesus, he’d never ached for anything more in his life.

And then she was stumbling back, bumping against the copying machine as she made her way toward the door.

“Coffee,” she said, her voice higher than it usually was. “I’ll go make coffee.” She spun around and made a darting exit from the office suite, and he became aware of the fact that he’d been staring at her tits while his erection had been tenting the front of his pants. Christ, what the hell did she think of him now?

He headed back inside his office and sank down into his chair, shifting until his cock had enough breathing room. Maybe Melanie hadn’t clocked his erection, but he was pretty sure he was clutching at straws.

He’d turned a page of the report when he stopped. Hang on one Texas minute. He hadn’t been the only one aroused. Those nipples of hers had been begging for his attention. And she couldn’t blame the room temperature, not in the heat wave Austin was sweating through.

Leaning back in his chair, he tapped his pen against his desk and considered his options. ’Bout time he made the decision he’d been going back and forth over since Melanie handed in her notice two weeks ago.

Before she left this firm for good, he was going to make her his woman. And he wouldn’t take no for an answer.