Thanks so
much for hosting me today with my new release, The Job.
How far
would you go to help out your friend and flatmate? If you’re Alexandra
Farrington quite far, indeed. While she can’t get her head around the fact that
her friend does that, she is somewhat
reassured that the escorts provided by Premiere Companions are not required to
have sex with their clients.
Alex can do
this—she's an actress after all—and killer stiletto sandals make good weapons if
said client gets frisky.
Yes, all
good in theory, until she opens the door to a face from her past. The one man
she hoped to never see again. The one man she simply cannot resist.
Enter the
world of the escorts of Premiere Companions, the elite escort service in London.
The Job releases October 8th
Accepting money for sex is wrong—isn’t it?
Alexandra Farrington certainly thinks so. The job she’s agreed to do for her friend is not supposed to involve any sex. However, no man spends this much money on a swish hotel suite and sinful lingerie, and not expect the horizontal shimmy in return.
And what sort of man employs escorts anyhow?
Nathanial Longton cannot believe his eyes when the door opens to reveal his companion for the evening. He has never forgotten the housekeeper’s daughter. The girl he grew up with has grown into a beautiful, sexy woman, and what’s more she’s all his for the night.
Alex and he have unfinished business and, with her at his mercy, it’s payback time.
If only this was just about sex, but Alexandra’s submission awakens much more than his inner Sadist….
Love is far harder to ignore.
Alexandra Farrington certainly thinks so. The job she’s agreed to do for her friend is not supposed to involve any sex. However, no man spends this much money on a swish hotel suite and sinful lingerie, and not expect the horizontal shimmy in return.
And what sort of man employs escorts anyhow?
Nathanial Longton cannot believe his eyes when the door opens to reveal his companion for the evening. He has never forgotten the housekeeper’s daughter. The girl he grew up with has grown into a beautiful, sexy woman, and what’s more she’s all his for the night.
Alex and he have unfinished business and, with her at his mercy, it’s payback time.
If only this was just about sex, but Alexandra’s submission awakens much more than his inner Sadist….
Love is far harder to ignore.
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“Staying
then, sweetheart?” he asked.
Alex’s
fingers itched to wipe that knowing smirk of his face.
“Get
off on blackmailing women to do your bidding?” She flung the words at him, inwardly
grimacing at the breathy quality of her voice. Her heart beat faster when he
straightened up and walked toward her. His long limbed gait ate up the distance
between them. Every instinct screamed at her to run away, but her limbs didn’t
seem capable of following the demands of her rational brain.
Besides where would she run to?
Besides where would she run to?
She
was bought and paid for, after all. Alex would do anything to spare her frail
mother any embarrassment. It’s why she had embellished her current work
situation to her. Mum didn’t need to worry over her. Besides Alex was doing
fine. She had a roof over her head and food in her belly, which was a lot more
than some people had, so she couldn’t complain really.
“You
have no idea what I get off on, Alex, but if you’re a good girl and do as
you’re told, you might just find out.”
Oh, the infuriating male. His words
served to escalate the flame of her arousal into a fever pitch, as he stopped
so close to her that the heat off his body scorched her skin. It took every
ounce of will power she possessed to not lean into his strength and warmth, to
let him take away her worries. Now where
had that thought come from, for fuck’s sake?
Alex
jumped when Nathanial put his large hands on her shoulder. He slid them slowly
upward until he framed her face and tilted her head up. The gentle pressure he
used was strangely comforting.
“Breathe,
Alex.”
Her
pent up breath burst forth with such force that she ruffled the stylishly
unruly dark lock of hair that fell over his forehead. His amber eyes crinkled
up at the corners in seeming amusement.
“That’s
better. You were in danger of passing out on me then, girl. As much fun as
being the cause of that can be, I do need you sentient tonight. Later on, well,
we’ll see…”
A
shiver of apprehension crawled up her spine at his murmured voice, even as her
breathing sped up, as all sorts of erotic scenarios bombarded her brain. Really,
what was wrong with her? Think, dammit.
“I
told you already, I won’t sleep with you, or are you going to blackmail me into
that too?” Alex immediately regretted the words, when his brows drew together
in a frown. His hold on her tightened imperceptibly, and she couldn’t bring
herself to hold his gaze.
“I
realize that you may not have the highest opinion of me after the way we parted
back then, but—”
He
stopped speaking when she couldn’t help her most unladylike snort of derision. Grasping
her chin, he forced her to look up at him. Alex wasn’t small, but even in her
killer stilettos she was still a head shorter than him. It made her feel all
sorts of dainty and feminine, which was definitely a new sensation. Her stomach
churned anew at the disapproval that was edged in his features.
“Has
no one told you it is rude to constantly interrupt? If you carry on like this,
I’ll be forced to put you over my knee to teach you some manners, girl.” He
smiled when her mouth fell open in surprise.
Alex
automatically clenched her thighs together to stop the hot flood of arousal
creaming her pussy at those mental images.
“You
try anything like that, and I’ll have you up for an assault charge.” Her reply
lost all of its intended sting thanks to her voice doing its best to imitate a
breathy porn star, but dammit, could he read her mind or something?
Alex
liked a little, or should that be a lot of kink in the bedroom. Someplace she
was so not going with him.
“You
have bought my escort services for the evening, Sir.” She meant that
intonation as an insult, but the way his eyes flared in heated awareness and
his breathing sped up, told her what she was beginning to suspect. Nathanial
would indeed be more than capable of fulfilling her needs. That meant she couldn’t
let him near her. He would break down her barriers and she was not prepared to
risk her heart—not again.
So
instead, she pushed him away. Alex breathed a sigh of relief when he let her
go.
“But
that’s all you’ve bought. You can’t force me to do anything sexual, and—”
“Dammit,
Alex.” His frustrated growl and the way he ran a hand through his hair, as he
started to pace the floor in front of her stopped her from saying the rest. She
hugged her arms around herself and bit her lip instead.
When
he eventually stopped in front of her again, he indeed looked ready to put her
over his knee. She stopped breathing when he reached out to her, stopped
halfway, and curled his hand into a fist, dropping it to his thigh instead.
“Do you really think that little of me?” he asked.
Doris is a writer of
sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines
who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, Sci-fi,
BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Happily married for
the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine
in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
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