Late Call by Emma Hart
(Call #1)
Publication date: May 1st 2014
Genres: Adult, Erotica,
(Call #1)
Publication date: May 1st 2014
Genres: Adult, Erotica,
Synopsis:
She’s a high class call girl. He’s taking over his father’s business.
Seven years ago, they fell in love in Paris.
They walked away at the end of the summer, never imagining they’d meet again.
Now he’s her client.
We fell in love the way you jump from a cliff. Hard and fast with a reckless sense of abandon. The six weeks we spent together changed my life, but at seventeen, I was naive. I was a dreamer. A believer.
Now I’m twenty-four and cynical. I don’t believe in love. There’s no place for such emotions as a high class escort. The only things I’m allowed to feel are physical – and that’s why it’s so damn hard when the client of a last minute job turns out to be the man I left in France seven years ago. When he buys me for six weeks at triple my rate, my agent makes it clear I have no choice but to take the job despite our previous relationship. And my heart makes it very clear I have to stay firmly on top of the cliff this time.
Because for six weeks, I once again belong to Aaron Stone.
Seven years ago, they fell in love in Paris.
They walked away at the end of the summer, never imagining they’d meet again.
Now he’s her client.
We fell in love the way you jump from a cliff. Hard and fast with a reckless sense of abandon. The six weeks we spent together changed my life, but at seventeen, I was naive. I was a dreamer. A believer.
Now I’m twenty-four and cynical. I don’t believe in love. There’s no place for such emotions as a high class escort. The only things I’m allowed to feel are physical – and that’s why it’s so damn hard when the client of a last minute job turns out to be the man I left in France seven years ago. When he buys me for six weeks at triple my rate, my agent makes it clear I have no choice but to take the job despite our previous relationship. And my heart makes it very clear I have to stay firmly on top of the cliff this time.
Because for six weeks, I once again belong to Aaron Stone.
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His
blue eyes twinkle with a lusty mischief. “Then I’ll lock you in the suite.”
“What
exactly will that achieve?”
“I
have no idea, but the thought of you being locked in here all day is giving my
cock ideas.”
I
press the button on the machine and lean on the island, my arms squeezing my
breasts together. His gaze flicks from them to my mouth, then to my eyes.
“And
you can tell your cock its ideas are completely useless considering it’ll be
with you in a meeting all day. You can lock me in this suite, Mr. Stone, but if
any orgasms happen, you won’t be a participant. They’ll be of my own making.”
The
mischief dissipates from his stare, morphing into a dark heat that sends
shivers through my body. “Of your own making?”
I
dip my finger into the sugar pot and lick it off. “I’m quite adept at providing
my own orgasms. I’ve done it plenty of times. I know all the right spots.”
He
crosses the room in a few quick strides. He flattens his hands against the
counter and leans forward until we’re barely a breath apart. “Let’s get
something clear, Dayton,” he rasps. “If anyone makes you come, it’ll be me. And
if I decide you can do it yourself, you’ll be doing it while I watch you.”
The
idea of his eyes fixed on me while I touch myself makes me ache.
“Are
we clear?”
I
lick my lips.
“I
said,” he leans in closer, his lips moving against mine as he speaks. “Are we
clear?”
“Still
a little murky.”
His
fingers curl around my neck and he pulls my face to his. He kisses me slowly.
Deeply. Intensely. A ball of need coils low in my stomach, tightening until
it’s at the very brink of exploding. It hovers there, growing as Aaron’s kiss
teases and taunts me.
He
pulls away briefly before returning to my mouth and drops a long, lingering
kiss there. “My coffee.”
I
grab the side of the counter until my woozy, heady feeling from him passes. Holy
shit, the man can kiss. The tongue strokes, the pressure, the twitch of his
fingers on your skin…
“Is
apparently yours.” He shoves his jacket on and pockets his phone. “You,” he
murmurs, rounding the island and cupping my chin, “have distracted me, and now
I’m going to be late.”
“Better
late than never.”
“I
told you, you’re my biggest temptation.” One more kiss. “There’s a car waiting
for you downstairs when you want it. Just call the concierge and they’ll bring
it round.”
“Why
on Earth do I want a car?” I frown, watching him cross to the door.
“I’m
not locking you in here. Not today,” he adds with a wicked grin. “Go and
explore. You have the whole day to yourself.”
“I
don’t want it,” I respond. “The car. How can I explore if I’m stuck inside a
fancy ass car?”
“You
have a point. By the way, I thought you’d say that, so I programmed the
concierge’s number into your cell in case you get lost. He’ll arranged for you
to be picked up wherever you are.”
“In
case I get lost?” I raise an eyebrow.
He
winks. “Have fun, Bambi. Oh, and keep your eyes to yourself. I know how you
like concierges.”
“Gosh,
no concierge, no touching myself… Is there anything I can do?”
“Yes.
Me. Tonight.”
AUTHOR BIO
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies - usually wine - and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy - unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy - unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.
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