"Ain't Misbehavin' is a smart, funny, and sensitive love story."--Ecata Romance
"Ain't Misbehavin' is a wonderful tale of blossoming love. The writing is mostly bright and cheerful, laced with more than a soupçon of angst and sorrow. Shelli Stevens paints a large panorama of a well-plotted, lovely story. Her descriptions of Amsterdam, Paris, and parts of Washington state are good enough to have the sights and smells seem real? Ain't Misbehavin' is for lovers. I recommend it."--Maggie, RRTErotic
"Ain't Misbehavin' was a well written, erotically charged story that had me reading into the wee hours of the morning anxious to see how it ended. I was never disappointed in the way that Ms. Stevens took the story and created twists and turns that will keep the reader guessing what will happen, from the first word until the last delightful page."--4 stars, Stacey Landers, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
"Ain't Misbehavin' is a book that fans will not want to put down as you try desperately to keep up with the action and I highly recommend it."--4 1/2 lips, Alisha, TwoLips Reviews
Lena stared at him, her gaze boring into his. For a moment she could have sworn she heard the music to "Let's Get It On" in her head.
She'd done it. She was actually here in Tyler's hotel room. And, damn, he looked good. Even with that fluffy hotel robe on, she could see the hard muscles of his chest and smattering of hair.
"Lena?" He straightened up a bit, and his brows drew together. "Hang on. You don't look so good. Are you okay? Why don't you come in?"
Lena stepped through the door and past him, but didn't trust herself to speak. She kept her back to him and went outside on the balcony, taking a moment to look down at the city below. The air hit cold against her lungs, but she didn't mind too much.
"Answer me. What's wrong?" He came up behind her and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder.
His touch ignited her already simmering desire for him. If she didn't do this now, she'd chicken out. She took a deep breath and spun around, grabbing his robe and jerking him to her.
"Easy--" He broke off when she grabbed his head and stood on her tiptoes, jerking his mouth down to hers.
Her tongue plowed between his lips and came up against his. His body went rigid, and for a moment she wondered if he'd push her away. Then his hands settled against her waist, and he backed her up against the guardrail.
She stroked her tongue over his, pulling open his robe and running her fingers through his chest hair.
He gave an approving laugh and pulled his mouth away from hers. Lena groaned as his lips settled against the wild pulse in the curve of her neck.
Keep the control. If he takes control, you'll be emotionally vulnerable.
She jerked away and pushed him back from her, moving forward so he had no choice but to back up into the room.
"I'm sorry." He frowned. "If this is moving too fast for you--"
When the back of his knees encountered the bed, she tackled him, knocking him backwards onto the mattress. She reached out a hand and slid it into his boxers, wrapping it around a--oh my--pretty damn big cock.
Tyler's eyes closed, and his loud groan sent a tremble of excitement through her. Keith had never given such an intense reaction to her touch.
"Hang on, Lena." He shook his head as he held her away from him, giving her a suspicious glance. "This morning you were pretty adamant that we shouldn't even have kissed. Now ... What's going on?"
Lena froze, and heat flooded her cheeks. "What's going on? I would think it's pretty obvious--"
"Well, yeah, it is." He moved away from her. "But I just don't want you to rush into anything you're going to regret."
Nearly two feet of space separated them now, and his gaze roamed over her, but she saw wariness in his eyes as well.
"Lena, I like you. Enough that I don't want to feel like an asshole in the morning for taking advantage of you. Are you sure you want to do this?"
Argh! Could he make this fling thing any more complex?
"I'll be blunt. I am trying to seduce you here. I am a woman who is blatantly throwing herself at you. There shouldn't even be an issue. So are you going to fuck me, or do I have to find someone else who will?"
He blinked. "Are you drunk?"
Oh for the love of ... "Why does everyone keep asking me that?"
All the doubts came rushing back. Bad idea, Lena. You should have known it from the start.
"You know, forget it. I wanted you and had the crazy notion you wouldn't mind getting me into bed, but apparently I was wrong."
She almost made it to the door when he grabbed her by the waist and spun her around.
"Oh, I want you all right," he said, his voice low and thick. He lifted her so her legs wrapped around his waist. "I just had to make sure you knew what you were doing."
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