Only For a Night by Naima Simone
Release Date: May 30, 2016
About the Book
Rion Ward fought hard to be free of the Irish mob life. Now, as the co-owner of Boston’s hottest aphrodisiac club, he’s traded crime for the ultimate sexual fantasy. But when the “good girl” from his past walks through Lick’s doors, he discovers that his unconsummated hunger for her never abated.
Widowed for two years from a man who felt that anything besides the missionary position was dirty, Harper Shaw is ready to move on. The first step to feeling alive again is sex. Hot, dirty, black-out-from-orgasm sex. And who better to provide it than the brooding, sexy, tatted bad boy-turned-man she’s known for years?
Rion, however, has one stipulation: He’ll be hers only for one night. One night to explore her every fantasy. One night to push her limits. One night to introduce her to a passion that makes both doubt if it will be enough…
The door opened on a hushed whoosh. Rion’s tall, wide-shouldered frame filled the entrance, his gray gaze immediately finding Harper on the bed. Black hair tumbled around his face, brushing the dark strands framing his mouth and shadowing his jaw. A knot of lust pulled tight in her stomach, heat winding through her. Just one glance at his masculine beauty, and she reverted to the school girl who’d secretly wanted to pet and stroke him.
So focused on Rion, she didn’t notice the figure enter the room behind him. As tall and big as Rion, and light to his dark. Pale blond, closely cut hair. Stark, strong facial bones and a hard but full slash of a mouth that possessed an almost cruel slant. And wolf eyes.
She jerked her attention back to Rion, who studied her with a hooded stare. Silence permeated the room, the only sound her increasingly rapid, shallow breaths. Understanding dawned, creeping past her shock.
“What’s your safe word, Harper?” Rion murmured, stalking closer. Sasha remained near the door, and she could almost feel his intense scrutiny on her face and bared shoulders.
“Rosebud,” she whispered, clutching the blanket to her chest.
“Do you want to use it?”
Did she? Part of her screamed a blaring warning to stop, at least slow up. To think. Was she really getting ready to do this? How did she go from being celibate for two years to sex with two men? But then the other half of her reminded her of Rion’s stipulation: one night. One night to experience everything she’d fantasized about, everything she had been too afraid and ashamed to ask her ex-husband for. And if she didn’t do this now, she wouldn’t. It had to be with Rion, the one man she trusted and desired enough to lead her into this new, intimidating territory. But…
“You don’t mind?” When Rion arched an eyebrow in question, she tightened her grip on the blanket. “Sharing me with another man. You don’t mind seeing him…touch me?”
An emotion flashed in his gaze, but when he cocked his head to the side, his eyes revealed nothing. “If I said yes, would you go through with it?”
“No.” Even though she had no claim on him past the next couple of hours, the idea, the mere thought, of his face buried between the thighs of another woman sucker punched her in the chest, the blow swift and bruising. She shook her head. “No, I wouldn’t.”
He quietly regarded her, his expression as enigmatic as the Sphinx. “Tonight is about pleasure. Yours and mine. And seeing those pretty eyes dilate, hearing you scream my name, and making you come is my pleasure. But make no mistake, Harper. He might join us, he might eat your pretty p***y, he might even fill that sexy mouth with his c**k, but it will be me giving you what you need. Me. So no, I don’t mind.” He crossed his arms. “Now. Do you want to use your safe word?”
“No,” she breathed
About the Author
Naima Simone’s love of romance was first stirred by Johanna Lindsey, Sandra Brown and Linda Howard many years ago. Well not that many. She is only eighteen…ish. Though her first attempt at a romance novel starring Ralph Tresvant from New Edition never saw the light of day, her love of romance, reading and writing has endured. Published since 2009, she spends her days—and nights— creating stories of unique men and women who experience the first bites of desire, the dizzying heights of passion, and the tender, healing heat of love.
She is wife to Superman, or his non-Kryptonian, less bullet proof equivalent, and mother to the most awesome kids ever. They all live in perfect, sometimes domestically-challenged bliss in the southern United States.
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