"Humor, action and suspense. What more could you ask for?"--ParaNormalRomance
"Stilettos, Inc. was a fast-paced, witty read that kept me engrossed in the story from the very beginning. I would recommend this title to anyone!" --Romance Junkies
Humans with special abilities are vanishing, and empath Paige Sykes and her Stiletto Girls are on the case. Paige hopes the investigation will bring the missing Specials home and provide answers about her mother’s long-ago disappearance. But sexy government agent Darian Lorring wants her off the case and continues to get in her way—and in her bed. How can she trust what she feels around Darian when his ability allows him to project emotions and physical sensations? How can she trust any man when her ex appears tied to attempts on the president’s life?
"...a story you won't want to stop reading until the last page. I know I didn't." --Whipped Cream Erotic Romance Reviews
He projected arousal, swamped her with it, and she didn’t say another word. He was damn near depleted after tonight, but somehow he always had a little more to give when Paige was involved. Not that it mattered. The second he touched her, his power would come back. Not in sips, as it always had when he’d kissed other women, but in gulps. The sexual energy was just too intense between them.
Five feet from Collin’s table, he pressed Paige against the wall and clamped his mouth over hers. He pumped all his mental energy into making her hot, showing her with his mind how she looked when she’d laid herself out on his bed and opened her legs to him. He showed her how she looked, pink and swollen for him, made her feel how much he wanted her—the pulsing ache of his cock on the dance floor, how much he wanted her every time she walked into the room. How much he wanted her now.
The music pumped around them, bodies writhed in every state of dancing and making out. Some couples were discreet, some less so.
He watched her catlike green eyes as he ran a hand up her side, then down, not bothering to be gentle. More interested in having his hands on her. Now. When he ran his hand up again, he slipped it under her shirt, running his fingers over her ribs, grazing the soft, subtle swell of her stomach. Up again, he cupped her breast, then squeezed. Every touch saying, I want you and I’ll take you. Now.
About Lexi Ryan
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Published September 9, 2012
by Ravenous Romance.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy.