Published by HEA Press on May 3rd, 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Political
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“I want to spend your last semester getting you out of those pearls and on your knees.”
That's what he said when he discovered that, with five months of college left, I was cut off. Young, wickedly handsome, and politically incorrect, he was unlike any man I ever met. And his proposition to cover my tuition in exchange for a semester of “anything goes” was offensive and thrilling.
If you’re wondering if I told him off—if the night ended with me slapping that delicious smirk right off his face—that didn’t happen.
Instead, I decided to be practical.
My name is Eleanor Courtney, and I'm the first to admit my mistakes. Agreeing to crawl into bed with the devil in a designer suit might be my biggest ever. Because he said something else to me that night:
“I don’t want to sleep with you, Elle, that would be too easy. I want to possess you.”
And Senator Graham Delaney—well, he always gets exactly what he wants.
*Disclaimer: A small portion of this 85,000 word standalone was previously published as Maya St James.
“And if there’s anything to bring Robert Courtney and everything he pretends to stand for down a notch-or ten-I’m looking right at her.
My ace in the hole.
The perfect pawn.”
“You know, you talk about sex so much it makes me question if you’re one of those all talk, lame action situations.”
“May I?” He extends his hand, gesturing for mine. Warily, I place my fingers in his and release a yelp when he pulls it under the table, pressing my palm against his zipper. He closes my fingers, one by one, around the unquestionable—and admittedly very, very impressive—bulge.
“That’s not hard either,” he informs me in a low voice, “but if you’re doubtful of my ability to make you forget your fucking name, how to walk, how to eat—and everything else but yes, please, and more—it won’t take long for you to get me there.”
“So that’s why you invited me to dinner, huh?” I snatch my fingers back and grab a handful of my dress to ease the electricity under my skin. It doesn’t help, and I’ve got a feeling I’ll be undone for the rest of the night all thanks to what’s hidden under Graham’s zipper. “To screw me? I guess I had you all wrong.”
“If I wanted only to fuck you, Elle, it wouldn’t have mattered where I took you for dinner—or if I fed you at all.” He whips the plate cover off my food. “Hope you like steak.”
This book had a couple of my favorite things in it that I think enhanced it for me, boys that talk dirty and politics. Even though the politics are slim to none in this book it had enough that I loved that part.
“Yes, I bathe in it every morning right after I piss excellence.”
Graham was so hot and cocky it was so much fun to read. He did evolve and change but it wasn’t to the point that he became “soft” or completely different. I really appreciate that in a book.
“I’ll pass but give my regards to your pussy.”
I love how strong Elle was. She is conservative and a bit shy but she came into her own and that is one of my favorite things.
“I wasn’t requesting a rain check on your cunt. I was giving it a firm, resounding, no.”
There was a few things I would have liked to have seen played out more or done a bit different. Would this stop me from reading it again or suggesting it to others? Nope. I highly enjoyed this one and I’m so glad I read it.