I’m Noah Weston. For a decade,
I’ve quarterbacked America’s most iconic football team and plowed my way
through women. Now I’m transitioning from star player to retired jock—with a
cloud of allegation hanging over my head. So I’m escaping to the private
ocean-front paradise I bought for peace and quiet. What I get instead is
stubborn, snarky, wild, lights-my-blood-on-fire Harlow Reed. Since she just
left a relationship in a hugely viral way, she should be the last woman I’m
seen with.
On second thought, we can help
each other…
I need a steady, supportive
“girlfriend” for the court of public opinion, not entanglements. Harlow is
merely looking for nonstop sweaty sex and screaming orgasms that wring pleasure
from her oh-so-luscious body. Three months—that’s how long it should take for
us both to scratch this itch and leave our respective scandals behind. But the
more I know this woman, the less I can picture my life without her. And when
I’m forced to choose, I’ll realize I don’t merely want her in my bed or need
her for a ruse. I more than love her enough to do whatever it takes to make her
mine for good.
"Hi, Sleeping Beauty."She grins my way.
"Sorry about that. I can’t remember the last time I just fell off.”
“You obviously needed it. Feel
better?”
“Tons. Thanks. How about you?”
“Great. I love drinking
alone.” Her smirk says she’s poking harmlessly at me again. “But you gave me
time to finish the dishes, do some laundry, read War and Peace…”
“Stop,” I groan. “Three hours
is a long nap. I admit it. You going to ease up now?”
“When teasing you is so fun?”
She raises a brow. “What do you think are the odds?”
Shitty. “How can I make it up
to you? If you want to hop out of the pool and come to my bedroom, I’ll do my
best to put a big smile on your face.”
“I’m intrigued,” she admits.
“But in between chapters of the sad Russian saga, I Googled you. You’re, um…a
big deal.”
I feel heat rush to my face.
I’m used to people talking about me, but I’ve never been completely comfortable
with it. “I’m told I was. But like I said, I’m retired now.”
“Hall of Famer, for sure.”
“So my agent assures me.” I
shrug. “I’m trying not to linger in the past. I still have a lot of life to
live.”
She splashes around a little
more. “I don’t know. You’re practically ancient compared to me.”
Is this woman going to rib me
about everything? Probably. And I still think it’s oddly adorable. It’s way
more entertaining than the bowing, scraping, and yes-sirring I’ve been hearing
for years. “How much older?”
“Almost nine years. When you
were graduating from high school, I was starting junior high. These days, do
you need vitamins before sex or a little blue pill?”
Now she’s laughing, and I find
myself smiling in return. “Fuck you.”
“That is the idea…”
“Come here, baby.”
Her eyes sparkle under the
moonlight, and it’s all I can do not to jump in after her, clothes and all. I
want my hands on her now.
“Why don’t you drop trou and
come in after me?”
“You’re all wet.”
She purses her lips together,
and I know she’ll make one hell of a sexy bad girl. “Don’t you want me that
way?”
The way I feel now? Every day,
all day. “Just your pussy. That should be juicy and swollen and ready for my
cock. The rest of you shouldn’t be wet unless I’m making you sweat in
pleasure.”
“You sweet talker,
you…”.
More Than Want You, Book 1
More Than Need You (More Than Words, Book 2)
Shayla Black
is the New York Times and USA Today
bestselling author of more than fifty novels. For nearly twenty years,
she’s written contemporary, erotic, paranormal, and historical romances via
traditional, independent, foreign, and audio publishers. Her books have sold
millions of copies and been published in a dozen languages.
Raised an only child, Shayla
occupied herself with lots of daydreaming, much to the chagrin of her teachers.
In college, she found her love for reading and realized that she could have a
career publishing the stories spinning in her imagination. Though she graduated
with a degree in Marketing/Advertising and embarked on a stint in corporate America
to pay the bills, her heart has always been with her characters. She’s thrilled
that she’s been living her dream as a full-time author for the past eight
years.
Shayla currently lives in
North Texas with her wonderfully supportive husband, her teenage daughter, and
two spoiled tabbies. In her “free” time, she enjoys reality TV, reading,
and listening to an eclectic blend of music.
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