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I can’t stand it. I can barely keep myself under control. I can’t imagine what the office might think . . .
My life is crumbling all around me. My dad is dying of cancer, my job barely pays the bills, and I have crushing student loans hanging over everything.
But things change when I meet a mysterious man online. He’s sexy as hell, passionate, and ripped in all the right places. I can’t take my eyes off the dirty texts and pictures he sends me.
It turns out that my mystery date is notorious reclusive billionaire Shane Green, and he’s planning on buying a smartphone app that I wrote myself. Now I’m stuck working for the man who looks at me like he wants to tear my clothes off every day. He’s controlling and incredibly private, and he loves pushing my buttons with that cocky grin.
There are new rules, rules which threaten everything around me. I need to figure out how to deal with my overwhelming desire for my new boss or else risk giving him more than I bargained for.
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Prologue
He’s just down the hall. And I know exactly what he wants.
It’s the same thing he wants every night. I keep thinking about his skin, his tongue and his lips running down along my spine, his callused fingers slipping below my panties, teasing shivers through my body.
I hated him for a while. I wanted him even more than I understood.
Now, our parents can’t know. Nobody can. Not when there is so much at stake, much more than just our reputation.
It’s our lives.
And it’s not just that he’s my stepbrother. There is so much more than that between us, so many people threatening everything we know and love. But he’s always there, his strong hands holding everything above him.
When he comes, the door to my room rattling softly, I’m always wide awake. I can’t sleep when I know he’s so close by. He slips into my room like a shadow, closing and locking the door behind him.
“You’re always breathing so deep,” he whispers into my ear as he presses his warm, muscular body against mine. I suppress a moan as my fingers roll down his defined abs.
His lips press against my neck. “I’m not going anywhere,” he says.
I grip his muscular arm. I can hear the house creak around us. I keep imagining the deep forest, trees and scrub brush jutting up against the windows and straining to get in, trying to swallow us up. It’s half dream and half desire. I want nature to reclaim me, to be wild and free, to let him do whatever he wants with me. His body is soil and musk as he presses me down onto the mattress.
“Did you even want to get away from me? When you heard what I do, did you think that I’m a monster?” The stubble along his cheeks rubs against the nape of my neck. His fingers roam down toward the soaked spot between my legs.
I don’t want him to stop.
All it takes is a door. One open door and everything between us goes spilling out into the open. And we both know we can’t survive in the open.
We live out near the forest. The deep forest. The trees there are bigger than anything I can imagine and ancient like the feeling that drives me to bite his bottom lip. We could disappear into the forest so easily, swallowed up by time and space.
“Some part of you wants to get caught.” His voice is low and throaty, thick with desire.
I arch my back and gasp as his skilled fingers find their mark.
My mind blanks as waves of intense pleasure roll through me.
“Reid,” I say, over and over.
“Morning is a long way away,” he whispers.
I hope it never comes.
Chapter One: Rebecca
I first saw Reid Conway in third grade. He was the new kid in town, just moved to Ridgewood with his single mom from the big city. I’d lived in town my whole life, and any change in a tiny place like Ridgewood was bound to make a splash.
He was quiet back then. He’d always been serious, but back then he wasn’t popular yet, hadn’t grown to well over six feet tall and hadn’t gotten all that lean muscle all over his fit body. He was just a little kid when we first met.
We didn’t talk until years later, not seriously, at least. I felt bad for him in those first few months and went out of my way to say hello, but that was really it. Still, I noticed him, and wouldn’t stop noticing him as we grew up. I wasn’t the only one, of course. When it became clear how extraordinary Reid was, people flocked to him. He grew out of his shyness as soon as he hit his growth spurt and girls started throwing themselves at him like crazy.