Crystal Cierlak [Bidden 02] Sinful Reunion (epub)

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.Natalie Harlow's prospects are improving.She's debt free, living on her own and can occasionally get through the day without thinking of a certain Gentleman and the steamy night they spent together five months ago.When her party-loving friend Quinn suggests they go to Vegas to celebrate Natalie's new promotion she's game, but Natalie is about to learn that in the city of Sin anything can happen - including a passionate reunion with the one man she'd never thought she'd see again.Spend another night with Natalie and Gentleman Twelve in this sexy follow-up to CANDIDATE FOUR, and discover the secrets that connect them far beyond the four walls of the bedroom.SINFUL REUNIONBook Two of the Bidden SeriesCrystal CierlakSINFUL REUNION is a work of fiction.All the characters and events portrayed in this novel are either fictitious or used fictitiously.Any resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental.Text copyright © 2014 Crystal CierlakAll rights reserved.No part of this publication may be reproduced or distributed in any format, digital or otherwise, without the expressed permission of the author.As always, for Jeffrey P.ContentsPROLOGUENatalie couldn’t get the door opened fast enough.The masked man’s hands were everywhere – her hips, her back, and her breasts.She was eager to get him inside and let him strip her of her dress, to feel his body on, against and inside hers.As soon as the hotel door lock lit green and opened he picked her up, her legs straddling his waist as he carried her towards her bedroom.She barely heard the door slam shut behind them.“That way,” she murmured between kisses, pointing haphazardly at the direction she thought her room was in.He burst through the door and kept walking until he reached the bed, dropping Natalie on her back and climbing on top of her, kissing greedily at her lips.She moaned into his mouth when she felt his erection pressed against her as he arched his hips.Her lust was like fire fueled by the alcohol, all she wanted was sensation.“Take off the mask,” she breathed into him between kisses at his ear and neck.He pulled the mask off and her heart flipped at the trick her drunk mind was playing on her.“God, you look just like him.”“Whom do I look like?” he asked.“Mmm,” she murmured as her fingers found their way beneath his shirt and to his muscled abdomen.“Like the man I wish was you right now.”He smiled, an arrogant, brooding smile that made her want him even more.“Maybe I am that man?” He pushed her dress up over her breasts and kissed over the fabric of her bra, his tongue searching along the edge for skin.“But you’re too drunk to see it?”“If only that were true,” she sighed tiredly.“Then maybe I’ll come back tomorrow and we’ll find out?”“If only that were true,” she mumbled again, induced into sleep from too much alcohol before she could finish the sentence.If only you really were him.ONENatalie Harlow could hardly believe her luck.It couldn’t have been happening to her.There was a mistake, a miscalculation or a typo by a severely dyslexic person.Not her.“We’ll be going over performance reviews this week and will have a decision announced on Friday.The person we select to fill this position will begin Monday, bright and early.Are you up for the task, Miss Harlow?”Natalie nodded, a smile widening her mouth into her cheeks until she was grinning like an idiot.“Yes, I am.Thank you!”Graham Martin, the Vice President of Marketing and technically her boss’ boss, had just informed her she was being considered for a promotion.If she got it, Graham Martin would be her boss.It was Monday and the wait would be agonizing, but if she got it… more opportunity, more freedom, more responsibility! Not to mention more income.She’d worked and saved and had finally moved out of her parents’ apartment and into one of her very own.It was tiny but affordable, and thanks to the extra money left over from the one previous side job she’d acquired in order to help pay for her student loans, she was set.That was nearly five months ago, though time had done nothing to erase or fade the memories that had been burned so deeply in her mind, to her body, by Gentleman Twelve.Every Friday at 9:30PM since she’d looked outside her apartment window expecting a Concierge to drive up in a fancy car and transport her to The Golden Palm Club – a secret society-type of club in a luxurious private residence up in the hills where rich men bought a woman for the night for the pleasure of her company.Or at least, that’s how it had been described to her by her friend and frequent Golden Palm Club attendee, Quinn.It was, for all intents and purposes, an auction.A girl – a Candidate – would offer herself for bidding, the highest of which paid for the right to spend the next thirteen hours doing whatever the bidder – the Gentleman – wanted.Natalie had only gone once and was bought by a bidder she came to know as the twelfth man, or Gentleman Twelve.He was a roguishly handsome man with deep blue-green eyes that bore holes into the sockets of anyone he looked at, and he had looked at her and only her.After a few rough beginnings, one which led to her walking out on him completely and without payment, they spent an unforgettable night together.He claimed he would ruin a girl like her, and it wasn’t until the next day she began to truly understand his meaning.In truth she wanted to return to the house and become Candidate Four again just on the off-chance he was there, too.She craved for his touch the way any addict jonesed for a hit of their drug of choice.Until her night with him she’d only ever known good sex [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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