Probably the kind of sparkle his TV bimbos would like. “Open it.”“Oh, I don’t think-”“Please.”Judith let out a breath, went over to the reception desk, and picked up the box. Keep your hair on, sweetheart.”As fun as their banter was, it was also balanced out by quite a few really sweet moments.His attention flicked to the box. Less sprinkles and more smiles.”Caleb, I swear to God-”“Okay, okay. Pretty please with sprinkles on top.”Caleb’s grin was revoltingly self-satisfied, as if he knew exactly how discomfited she was by him. However, since you insist, please tell me your wonderful, special idea. “Hey, I’ve got no problem dancing with you. Wow, was she that easy to read? Not liking the thought one little bit, she gave him another saccharine smile. Judith forced herself to ignore the inconvenient physical feelings. He’s moved even closer, so close they were almost touching. “Or we continue to dance as long as I want.”The shivery feeling intensified, the liquid heat pooling in the pit of her stomach. “Excuse me?”“I said ask me nicely.”“Or what?”The hand on her hip moved, fingers pressing gently through the silk. There was a lot of amusing snark flying back and forth between Jude and Cal, interspersed with a whole lot of heat:Judith blinked, a shivery feeling moving through her. I know I do-and fortunately, I picked it up when the Indulgence line was on sale last month.) Judith is Talking Dirty with the CEO‘s Joe’s little sister, and Caleb is his best friend.I really enjoyed this book.
(Warning: you’ll probably want to read book one, though. But when I start to want more than sex, Caleb is clear: He’ll take care of me, give me boundaries, make me his little girl, but he’ll never fall in love.Talking Dirty with the Player is book two in the series, but it can definitely be read as a stand-alone. He makes me call him daddy, and I want him to take care of me, and corrupt me in a hundred different ways. I’ve had a crush on my dad’s best friend for years, but who knew he wasn’t just hot? He’s also kinky, and he makes me want to do very bad things. I’m sure that I can scare her away, but when I tell her to call me daddy, she doesn’t run. When she shows up at my sex club spoiling for a fight, I’m tempted to give her one…and a punishment she won’t soon forget. She’s too young, and far too innocent, and I’m not the right kind of man for that. She’s a tempting little brat, but she’s definitely off limits. I’m a man without limits, except for one: my best friend’s daughter, Isabel. Welcome to Arcadia…where every dark fantasy can be yours.
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