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Stripped Bare [MultiFormat]
eBook by Lena Matthews

eBook Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance
eBook Description: Anything can happen when jokers are wild. When visiting an adult bookstore for a bachelor party, Professor Brody Kincaid is shocked to see his former student Missy Haddan working at the counter. He's had his eyes on Missy since she'd been his student several months ago and has been waiting for the perfect time to approach her. Fate has just slipped her into his path. Her warm personality and full-figured beauty holds him captivated, and he is determined to have her no matter what the cost. Missy sees all kinds at her job, but never expects to see her former professor. She knows he's out of her league, but when Brody offers to teach her to play poker, Missy can't resist the temptation to learn, or her desire for him. Their simple games goes further then even she could have imagined. When the ante is upped and her heart is on the line, Missy is willing to risk it all on a game of chance, but anything could happen when jokers are wild. Product Warnings Warning, this title contains the following: explicit sex and graphic language.

eBook Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd., Published: 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: March 2011

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It wasn't like her to be so free with her body, not that Brody had given her much say in the matter. He came, he saw, he conquered. Okay, so she came, but he had definitely conquered. She had been such an easy target. He had just swooped down and pounced, and all of her free will had vanished. Not that he'd done anything she hadn't wanted, it was just that he was so overpowering.

Brody's sexual prowess far outweighed the meager bump and grind she had experienced in her past. And after Tony, her ex, she was a little gun-shy. Which, mingled with her regular shy personality, left her feeling like an invisible mound of mush. There was no way Brody could ever be interested in her. The cute, great guy only fell for the homely, fat chicks in bad TV movies.

The door swinging open wildly sent the bell into an epileptic seizure. Glancing up, she watched in surprise as Brody strolled into the store. In form-fitting blue jeans and a gray short-sleeved shirt, he appeared as if she conjured him out of her fantasy. Every time she watched him move, she heard hot jazz music playing in the back of her head. As if she was mentally playing a song for him to strip to. The thought of him naked and shaking his moneymaker made her blush from the sheer vision of him.

"I would say a penny for your thoughts, but the way you're blushing, I'd be willing to pay a hell of a lot more," he teased, strolling up to her. His stormy blue-gray eyes twinkled in merriment.

Blushing brighter, Missy cringed at his knowing laugh and wished the ground would just open up and swallow her whole. The scent of his cologne drifted up to her and doused her senses with a direct hit of pheromones. The aroma, rich and spicy and with a hint of his own unique scent, soared around her, forcing Missy to grip the feather duster to prevent herself from attacking him and dragging him to the floor.

"You know stalking is illegal in the state of California," she quipped, once she was able to gather her ability to think.

Grinning, Brody replied, "Well, if the mountain won't come to Muhammad..."

"Comparing me to a mountain won't get you far, Muhammad."

"Sounds to me like someone is trying to call herself fat in a roundabout way."

"No, I wasn't," she denied. "But if I wanted to, I would."

"I wouldn't advise it if I were you," Brody threatened softly. His commanding tone caught her off guard, as did her urge to obey him. Something about his presence stilled her automatic response sensors.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, walking around the counter. Missy wanted to put as much distance between them as she could.

"I came to see you," he answered, leaning against the counter. "We have some unfinished business, you and I."

"Look, this afternoon I wasn't myself."

"So who was it that squeezed my fingers like a vise-grip in my office this afternoon?"

Missy's eyes widened. She flushed, feeling the heat spread up from her breasts to her cheeks. Looking over his shoulder, Missy glanced around to see if any of the few customers who were nearby heard him.

Leaning forward, she whispered hotly, "Don't talk about that here."

"I can't talk about sex in a sex shop?"

"We didn't have sex and no, you can't. This is my place of employment."

"My purpose isn't to embarrass you, Missy," he chided softly, "but to try to get to know you better."

"Know me better?" she questioned in shock. "You don't know me at all."

"Oh, I beg to differ, little one. I know enough."

"Because I took your class?"

"No, because I tasted you." Running his hands over the counter, he brushed the tips of his fingers against the soft flesh of her arm. "I want more than a taste now; I want the whole damn meal."

Pulling back her arm, she looked at Brody, not quite sure what to say. There was no use trying to act blase with him. She could no more pull off the seductress act than he could act like a choirboy. Missy was way out of her element, and she knew it.

"Stop looking at me like that," he said, reaching over the counter for her hand. Pulling it forward, he caressed her palm as if he was trying to calm a skittish mare. "What are you afraid of?"

"You," she said stiffly. "You're going run all over me."

"That's not my intention."

"But you'll do it anyway. I'm not equipped to handle you."

"What do you mean?" Brody tilted his head and smiled gently at her.

"You're going to try to turn this into a sex thing."

"And that would be bad, why?"

"Because look at you and look at me."

"I am looking, Missy."

Frustrated, she yanked her hand away and stepped back from the counter. "No, look at me, Brody."

"I am looking," he said firmly. "And I like what I see."

"You're confusing me."

"What's confusing about me wanting to get to know you better?" Brody asked, shaking his head in bewilderment.

"You're going too fast."

"I'll slow down."

Missy tried to read his intent with a slight frown on her face. He appeared to be sincere, but she couldn't be sure. She was still waiting for her bullshit meter to start going off. When something appeared to be too good to be true, it was normally because it was.

"Really." He laughed at her disbelieving stare. "We can start off as friends."

"Well, I normally don't let my friends finger me in their offices."

"Where do you let them finger you?"

"I didn't mean..." She flushed, feeling foolish and embarrassed. "I don't let them finger me at all."

"Damn," Brody teased. "And here I was looking forward to the benefits of being your friend."

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