How to One-Night Stand
It’s a bad idea…but it’s a proposition I can’t refuse.
Kiera
Casual sex? I’d rather not…but every man I meet just wants to hook up. After another date who’s more interested in a side piece than a steady girlfriend, I’m done hoping for white lace and promises. I’m going to find the perfect guy to teach me how to hit it and quit it. It’s a great idea…until I accidentally email my proposition to the sexiest manwhore I know. My boss.
Jonathan
Dating? No. At the end of my broken engagement, I swore off relationships. I’m enjoying singledom and a different woman every night—until I receive a shocking come-on from my gorgeous new assistant, Kiera. It’s not smart…but I can’t resist teaching the little brunette all about no-strings sex.
Except…when I touch her, I’m shaken. When I take her to bed, the pleasure addicts me. Our pillow talk proves she’s funny, sweet, and honest. Suddenly, I’m falling hard and reconsidering my romance ban. But is it too late to convince her to give love another try now that I’ve taught her how to one-night stand?
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The smart thing would be to leave here, drop her off at her door, and say a platonic goodnight. Yes, we’re supposed to have sex eventually, but my head isn’t screwed on straight at the moment. Even if my dick protests my logic, it would be smarter to wait.
“Normally we’d kiss, but I’m not going to suggest something you’re not ready for.”
She crosses her arms over her chest. “What makes you think I’m not ready for kissing?”
I’m taking a risk, but a masochistic part of me is curious to know what she’ll do if I dare her. I’m also dying to kiss her. “You think you can learn to run before you walk? That you can kiss me without emotion?”
“Of course I can.”
She’s lying—either to me or to herself. I should exercise caution…but something—my ego? My desire?—demands I prove her wrong.
I stand, then saunter to the entrance and untie the drape. As the curtain falls and shields us from the outside world, I turn. For a moment, I see hesitance in her eyes, like she realizes we’re alone. That nothing and no one can stop what happens except her.