My hands had been skating up her sides but when she locked eyes with mine, she stopped me dead in my tracks and my heart squeezed with the love I felt for her. Sliding her down my hard body to her feet at the side of the bed, I slipped the straps of Chloe’s dress over her slender shoulders and watched in awe as the gorgeous dress cascaded down her body, unveiling her as it floated down and crumpled at her feet.Ĭhloe had been looking down, unaware of the sexy, sinfully innocent picture she made right there in front of me, then she suddenly lifted her gaze and stared straight into my eyes.

Barclay, now that your debut novel is out of the way, I think we should get started on the research for your next one right away.” Chloe wasn’t protesting and I could feel her body hum against mine with a need that resembled my own. If you ever want some research for your…romance books, I figure I could devote some time to that.” Standing up, I chuckled and cradled her ass in my hands, then turned and began walking her backwards over to our bed. Live shows–DVDs–private performances-you name it. Glancing up at her I caught the sexy way she was looking at me and fought the urge to lift her up and take her to bed. “Really? I’ve married a guy who only wants to read porn?” Sliding out from her chair, she surprised me by moving swiftly beside and straddling me, raking her fingers through my hair.

I have a deficit remember?”Ĭhloe knew I was joking but she played along. Snickering I sniffed in pretense, “Then I’ve definitely not read it, darlin’-unless there are plenty of tits and ass…it doesn’t hold my attention. If she wanted me to read it, she would have shared it with me.Ĭhloe’s jaw dropped her eyes popping widely at me. “Is it pornographic?” I asked with a smirk on my face and then wishing I had after seeing her blush, but I wouldn’t have disrespected her like that. “You read it?” Chloe blushed and her face looked horrified thinking I knew the content of the book. “Well…I thought if you wrote a book about a girl who became a smoking hot rock chick, I figured there wasn’t anyone more smoking hot than my girl… I mean my wife.” Winking cheekily at her I could see that she wasn’t totally unhappy, but I needed a little more from her to be reassured I’d done the right thing?

Everything She Needs by K.L. Shandwick