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  Oliver held up his hands. “Don’t kill me, please. It’s a natural reaction to a woman I’m

  attracted to, but I promise I’ve never done anything about it.”

  “Guilty,” Matthias said.

  “I know I should be immune, since I’m surrounded by attractive women all day,”

  Adam mused, “but there’s something about your wife, Derek. Or maybe I’m just such a

  man-whore. Not that I’m thinking of stealing her from you. I don’t poach.”

  “I don’t see what’s the fuss all about,” Lily chimed in, sitting up on Matthias’s lap and

  facing them. “You’ve all had hard-ons for me and fucked me with them, too. Sometimes, I

  think you Fortune men have more or less the same tastes in women.”

  Nathan simply nodded.

  Derek stared at them, stunned, his mind whirling at super speed.

  Perhaps this was the answer. He remembered when he was younger, how his

  perception of himself was boosted whenever a beautiful woman hit on him. Perhaps it

  worked the same way on a woman.

  He checked to be sure, never mind that his survey consisted of one respondent. “Lily,

  would you say your confidence is boosted every time a handsome man made a pass at

  you?”

  “He doesn’t even have to be handsome.” Lily giggled. “Okay, okay, seriously, yes. His

  attention reinforced the fact that I’m attractive to the opposite sex. It made me feel good about myself.”

  “Your ego is boosted, and you gain confidence in yourself as a woman,” Adam

  concluded in triumph.

  “A sexy woman who could have any man in the palm of her hands,” Lily purred.

  All the men save Derek saluted her with their beer.

  Nothing could be more powerful to convince a woman of her attractiveness than a

  man’s hard cock, erect because of her.

  Yes, this could be the answer!

  And it tied in with his own need to see her claimed and possessed by his cousins, the

  brothers of his heart.

  Before he changed his mind, he took a deep breath and asked, “My friends, how would

  you like to help me convince my wife of her worth?”

  “I’m your man.”

  “Whatever you need, pal.”

  “You don’t even have to ask.”

  “Just tell us what you need us to do.”

  “Anything.” This last came from Lily.

  Derek looked each person in the eyes, these friends whom he trusted with his life.

  Now, he was going to entrust them with something even more precious than his life.

  “How would you like to fuck my wife?”

  Forbidden Desire

  Kai Andersen

  Blurb:

  Passion beyond nine to five.

  Rebecca Adams has been in love with Gavin MacAllister for as long as she remembered,

  though she’d met him about six years ago, when she was sixteen. He’d always pushed her

  away, but no longer. She’s determined to make him see her as a woman—a very desirable

  woman. Working together in the same company should allow her to do just that.

  Only one other person knew that this was her last hurrah before she gave Gavin up

  forever. Because she has a secret she’s been keeping from him.

  Can she make him succumb to this forbidden desire pulsing between them?

  Note: Forbidden Desire is essentially a romance between two people who had the

  misfortune to become part of a family when they are already (or nearly, in the case of

  Rebecca) adults. They never saw each other as stepsiblings. All characters are over 21

  years of age. This book contains explicit sexual situations and graphic language.

  Excerpt:

  Gavin MacAllister tapped one foot with impatience as he waited near the doorway.

  “Becca!” he shouted into the empty hall. “What’s taking you so long?”

  He scowled, wishing for the nth time he hadn’t consented to having her stay at his flat.

  Oh right, he hadn’t. His dad had forced it on him, reminding him it was his duty to take care of his step sister.

  He rolled his eyes.

  Right.

  “Coming,” Becca called from behind her closed bedroom door a second before said

  door opened and she stepped out.

  Not that he had ever thought of her as his sister.

  One sight of her and his gut tightened. With desire, with lust, with hunger.

  Rebecca Adams with the straight black hair that fell to her chest, hair that he often

  dreamed would form a curtain around them as she bent over to kiss him, tickling his skin

  as she moved down his body. Her eyes a rich, chocolate brown he found himself

  drowning in. Mesmerized by the emotions swirling in them, there were times he couldn’t

  seem to tear his gaze away, though if he were asked, he couldn’t for the life of him say

  what it was he read in those expressive eyes. Her mouth a small rosebud red, a beautiful

  mouth made for smiling, with lips he ached to see wrapped around his cock.

  What a sight she would be.

  He hardened, just imagining.

  She appeared radiant today, the smooth, creamy complexion of her face giving off a

  warm, excited glow. He was so enchanted he couldn’t keep his stare off of her, so

  fascinated he forgot his irritation and the reason for his annoyance.

  “Gavin?” Becca stopped in front of him, a confused expression on her face. “Are you

  okay? You’re looking weird.”

  He recalled himself and snapped, “I’m fine.”

  He hoped his mouth wasn’t hanging open and that he was able to hide his desire for

  her. No, it wouldn’t do for her to know how much he wanted her. She was sure to laugh

  her head off. As he had predicted, she’d outgrown her infatuation for him and was even

  now pursuing one of the rising young men in his employ.

  Gavin resumed his scowl, fighting hard to ignore his attraction, his need to touch her,

  to caress the silky skin of her cheek. “Didn’t I tell you I have a meeting with an important client today at nine in the morning?”

  “Oh, lighten up, Gavin. It’s barely eight. We’ll get to the office in plenty of time.” She sashayed past him in her stiletto heels, her intoxicating scent of flowers and mint wafting to his nose and making him dream of forbidden things.

  He turned, following the fragrance. With her back to him, he allowed himself the

  enjoyment of skimming her lush curves with his gaze, lingering on the hypnotic sway of

  her hips. Her sweet, taut derriere beckoned to him and he could just imagine holding her

  tight right there while he rammed deep into her.

  His cock hardened further. Ached.

  Unbearably so.

  And that was before he noticed her long, long legs.

  Damn. It was, as she said, just barely eight in the morning. How was he going to

  survive the rest of the day?