Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Their Virgin Secretary by Shayla Black and Lexi Blake

Masters of Ménage, Book 6

Annabelle has been working for the three lawyers for a year. She wants them but she doesn't think they are interested in her. But Tate, Eric and Kell are interested.  They are in Dallas to celebrate Kinley's dog wedding. The men decide to tell Belle that they want her. But when she tells them she's not experienced, she does not get a great reaction, especially from Kell who has some heartbreak that he has not gotten over and it rules his life. 
Belle gets help from Kinley to leave Dallas. She is so embarrassed and hurt. Her grandmother died recently and even though Belle had only met her once, she was left everything. So Belle is off to New Orleans. The men are frantic when they realize they blew it. Kinley refused to help them find her. It takes them awhile to figure out where she went. Eric had looked over the papers Belle got from her grandmother's lawyer. So he remembered the house she inherited. But there is more going on in New Orleans than they bargained for.
Will they get their happy ending?

I really liked this one. 

Three determined bosses…

Tate Baxter, Eric Cohen, and Kellan Kent are partners for one of the most respected law practices in Chicago. But these three masters of the courtroom also share a partnership in the bedroom, fulfilling the darkest needs of their female submissives night after night. Everything was fine—until they hired Annabelle Wright as their administrative assistant.

One beautiful secretary…

Belle felt sure she’d hit the jackpot with her job, but in the last year, the three gorgeous attorneys have become far more than her bosses. They’re her friends, her protectors, and in Belle’s dreams, they’re her lovers, too. But she’s given her heart to them all, so how can she choose just one?

An unforgettable night…

When her bosses escort her to a wedding, drinks and dancing turn into foreplay and fantasy. Between heated kisses, Belle admits her innocence. Surprise becomes contention and tempers flare. Heartbroken and unwilling to drive them apart, Belle leaves the firm and flees to New Orleans.

That leads to danger.

Resolved to restore her late grandmother’s home, she hopes she can move on without the men. Then Kellan, Tate, and Eric show up at her doorstep, seeking another chance. But something sinister is at work in the Crescent City and its sights are set on her. Before the trio can claim Annabelle for good, they just might have to save her life.

“Answer me. Do you understand what I’m asking of you?” Kell barked.

In that moment, she was thankful for her books. “You want me to undress and present my naked body for your pleasure, Sir.”

A look of deep satisfaction crossed his face. “That’s exactly what I want, and we’re going to sit back and watch you take off every stitch of clothing.”

They were all watching her now. The three of them stood side by side. Having already ditched his suit coat, Eric worked at the buttons of his shirt, but he’d been an athlete all his life. She already knew how gorgeous he was going to be. Tate had stripped to the waist in the last few minutes and now shocked her as he showed off his jaw-droppingly muscled chest. His slacks rode low on his hips, showing off the notches there. He might have an amazing brain, but he obviously knew his way around a weight room. And Kell…she’d accidentally caught sight of him changing shirts in his office once, so she knew how gorgeous he was. Hell, those three men were practically Greek gods.

Annabelle had always felt too big—big butt, big boobs, big dreams. Her mouth was a bit too sassy, her skin a shade too dark. What did they see in her?

“Stop thinking, Belle,” Kellan commanded. “Focus on the orders you should obey and the Masters you should please.” His voice went low, the very sound of seduction. “You don’t have to worry about anything, love. We think you’re beautiful.”

“Yes,” Tate agreed. “Show us.”

“Let us see what we’ve been dreaming about for a year.” Eric finally slipped out of his shirt, leaving her gaping at his perfect form—wide shoulders, hard pectorals, tapered waist, ridged abdomen.

They weren’t stupid men. They must see her flaws. Shockingly, they didn’t seem to care. She forced her fears aside. She’d let them rule her for too long, and that hadn’t gotten her anywhere. The only path her anxiety had taken her down was a lonely one.

Belle reached around for the zipper of her dress, trying to grasp it between her fingers. Since she’d needed Kinley’s help to get dressed, it shouldn’t shock her that she couldn’t quite reach.

Kellan slipped behind her. “Allow me.”

She stood still, head bowed as he brushed her long hair over her shoulder, her breath catching as he dragged the zipper down. Cool air caressed her back. A wave of heat seared her when Kellan brushed his palms across her skin, parting the dress, letting it slide from her torso and fall to her waist.
Eric and Tate stared. Their gazes sizzled her flesh, flared her need again. But Kell took his time exploring, his fingertips tracing her spine and down to the small of her back.

Pages: 324 
Published: 2014

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