A Love Story
As a popular sex columnist, Riley has a reputation of knowing her way around the bedroom. The only problem? Hardly any personal experience, because the only man she's ever wanted is her brother's best friend who's finally starting to see that she's all grown up…
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USA TODAY Bestseller • In Lauren Layne’s sizzling Sex, Love & Stiletto series, New York’s hottest “sexpert” has been living a lie—and it’s up to one man to keep her honest . . . all night long.
Riley McKenna knows sex—good sex, bad sex, kinky sex. Her articles in Stiletto magazine are the publication’s most scandalous—and the most read. But when Stiletto’s fiftieth anniversary issue requires her column to get a lot more personal, Riley is forced to confront a long-hidden secret: Her own sexual experience is limited to one awkward college encounter. Now Riley is about to call in the favor of a lifetime from the one man who’s always held her heart.
Sam Compton knows two things about Riley McKenna: She’s the only woman for him. But as his best friend’s little sister, she’s also completely off-limits. Sam shouldn’t even consider her proposition: to have a one-night stand in the name of research. But the thought of another man putting his hands on Riley is more than Sam can handle, and soon he’s agreeing to one night with New York’s resident sexpot. But Riley’s full of surprises, and what starts as “one time only” soon becomes “just one more time.” And then one more. And before they know it, Riley and Sam learn firsthand that when it comes to love, there’s no such thing as just one night.
He nudged her into the office, shutting the door so it was just the two of them in the crowded space. The late-afternoon sunshine caught on her dangling earrings, and Sam focused on that. It was a hell of a lot easier than focusing on her face.
“What do you want, Sam?” she asked, her voice bored, her eyes uninterested.
He searched her features. Had he been wrong? Had Brent been something more than a tool to make him jealous? His gut said no, but his heart wasn’t sure he wanted the risk.
And his body . . . hell. Maybe privacy hadn’t been what he and Riley needed right now. In fact, as he watched her chest rise and fall beneath her low-cut red sweater, he was suddenly sure that privacy was the last thing they needed.
“What’s the mute, caveman thing?” she asked, lifting her eyebrows. “I told my mom I’d help do the dishes, and then I need to get back to the city to do my edits due tomorrow—”
Dishes? She was seriously thinking about dishes right now? He was ready to explode, and she was talking about goddamned chores?
Well, he had something else in mind. Something a whole lot more pressing than dishes. Don’t do this, man, he ordered himself. He’d promised Liam. He’d promised himself. He was no good for her, and one of them was going to get hurt.
“Right. Okay then,” she muttered, trying to edge around him, her hand going for the doorknob.
Let her go.
Sam’s hand found her wrist before she could turn the knob, and they both froze, their breath coming fast and heavy.
His thumb moved over her palm, and she gasped at the touch. He knew what she was feeling. They’d done a damned good job of avoiding physical contact over the years, and this was why.
He moved then, pressing her into the door, his eyes locking on hers for a split second before his hand went around the back of her neck and he lowered his head.
And then he kissed her.
Holy hell, he was kissing Riley McKenna.
It was wrong, and a mistake and every kind of fucked up, and yet all he could think was finally.
—Stacey Kennedy, USA TODAY Bestseller
“Sizzling chemistry and laugh-out-loud banter. Lauren Layne delivers a sexy, unforgettable romance."
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