Have you ever had a crush on someone you thought you could never have? Ever lusted after the cute guy who sat next to you in the cubicle at work? What about the sexy hunk of a janitor who came to clean your office while you worked after hours? Or maybe the hottie who sat behind you amongst a class full of strangers?
A Player's Agenda is a glimpse into one couple's steamy encounter and is published through Breathless Press.
A Player's Agenda can be purchased from the following:
http://www.breathlesspress.com/erotic/a-player-s-agenda.html
http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-aplayersagenda-443834-144.html
http://1romanceebooks.com/romantic-fiction/a-player-39-s-agenda/prod_1790.html
http://www.amazon.com/A-Players-Agenda-ebook/dp/B003VYBFX8/
Book Trailer can be viewed here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=na-CiWryQQk
Blurb-
Mariah has had to work hard for everything in life, and that includes her MBA in Accounting. She doesn't have time for promiscuous sexy jocks with only one thing on their mind. She'd have to be content with daydreams about former football player Damien, whose nightly sexual conquests made the campus rumor mill. No one is more surprised than she, when Damien approaches her after class one day with a lust-filled agenda on his mind. Does Mariah have the right mix of bedroom moves to tame this player…forever?
Excerpt-
"How long are we going to pretend that we don't want each other?"
The question should have embarrassed her, instead the voice intrigued her. She'd heard him speak before. Only once, about a month ago, did he direct a simple hello to her.
"Mariah?" His hands moved down her shoulders, arm, and elbow, then his fingers curved slowly around the small of her waist. "How long?" His voice was deep and rugged.
"W-what are you talking about?"
He grinned. "I don't want to pretend any longer, Mariah."
She loved the way her name sounded coming off his tongue like a melody. It melted her insides like ice on the summer solstice. "I don't understand what you are talking about."
His hand was almost big enough to wrap around her entire waist. "This." When he gripped her tighter against his pelvis, she swallowed a small cry of shock. The hard rod that pressed against her abs was a clear indication of exactly what he was talking about.
He leaned down and spoke against her ear, causing goose bumps to rise on her exposed skin. "You are quite a little vixen, aren't you? Do you deliberately dress in tight jeans and fitted little dresses to get attention? Do your hips move on their own accord like a gypsy? How many times are you going to bend down in front of me pretending to pick up the same pen over and over again?"
Utter shock ran through her. She hadn't been aware that she drew attention to herself like that. She didn't wear baggy jeans, because she felt uncomfortable in them. She wore sundresses sometimes because some of the classrooms were extremely hot and muggy. She didn't pay attention to the way she walked much. And some of the desks were extremely old with tilted desktops that caused her pens to roll off during the lectures.
"I wasn't trying to draw attention."
He walked forward causing her to move back until her spine was flat against the wall. "You don't want this?"
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Thanks, Janie, for having me on your blog ;)
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