Samair Jones is bored with her go-nowhere job, and fed up with her two-timing boyfriend. She’s had it up to here with being the pushover. All Samair wants is to let loose, be herself, and live by her own rules.
But it’s only when she meets Valentine Ward, the hot owner of the club Risqué, that the decadent possibilities of answering only to herself become daringly clear. Especially when Valentine is willing to indulge every one of Samair’s fantasies-no strings attached. At least none that Samair can see…
Then she meets Valentine’s ex-wife Vera. She’s powerful, wealthy, jealous and dangerously manipulative. Vera’s about to throw new kink into Samair and Valentine’s games. But this one could be trouble.
Recommended Read! “Trouble is an awesome story of two people learning to trust and love. Samair and Val are a perfect pair and both characters will have readers panting for more. Ms. White gives the reader everything they want and so much more.”
- Fallen Angel Reviews
“In a market flooded with erotic romance Sasha White easily stands out among the crowd. … Filled with emotion, passion, raw sexuality and wit, I doubt anyone will have any TROUBLE devouring this steamy read.”
- 5 Kisses, Romance Divas
“White’s highly erotic tale is an attention-grabber from page one. The story starts with a scorching encounter between the main characters and keeps the heat level high with a steamy threesome. The heroine’s personality will appeal to the wild side that lurks inside us. All the characters are easy to relate to, and a vicious ex-wife adds plenty of conflict. Other elements keep the tension building, and the plot doesn’t lag anywhere.”
- 4 Stars, Romantic Times Magazine
“TROUBLE is rife with hot sex, rich and compelling true-to-life characters and a story that caught and completely held my attention. Sasha has again managed to pull off a sensual, erotic romance with the sexual and emotional tension building and building throughout the story until its resolution brought a most satisfying afterglow.”
- Maura, Joyfully Reviewed
Val stood in the shadowed corner watching Samair as she danced. Things were pretty hectic the last few days with staff problems, Vera calling, and a visit to the courthouse to testify about a fight that had happened outside the club six months earlier. All normal things, but everything seemed to be happening at once, and the curvaceous blond had popped into his head at odd times. He’d be doing the schedules or on the phone with his liquor vendor and the image of her on his desk, all angelic and naughty at the same time would fill his mind.
He hadn’t lied when he told Karl he wasn’t going to let her distract him, but he’d been able to think of nothing other than learning more of her secret fantasies since she’d walked into Risque that night.
The club was pretty busy for a Monday night and he’d watched from his office as she laughed and danced with her friends until the itch under his skin became undeniable. After a quick round of the club, checking in with his doormen and bartenders to see that all was well, he’d found a corner and searched her out with his gaze.
A soft pink top hugged her upper body and showed off her fantastic cleavage, and some long flowing skirt hid the curve of her delectable ass. Her breasts bounced and her skirt swung as she danced with an enthusiasm and abandon that called to the animal deep within him.
As if she sensed his thoughts, she spun around and her gaze landed directly on him. On the corner where he stood.
There was no way she could see him in the darkened corner, but she knew someone was there, watching her. A defiant and blatantly devilish grin spread across her face and she shook her ass, rubbing back against her partner. The challenge in her gaze was clear. She was out to have a good time, and nothing was going to get in her way.
Raising her hands, she spun in her partner’s arms, did a last rub against him, then walked away, leaving the loser who’d been trying to make a move on her behind on the dance floor.
The thrill of the chase fired up inside him and he stepped out of the shadows to follow her. If she really wanted to misbehave, he was the man for her.
He saw her at the back bar and moved in that direction. When he stepped up behind her, Tommy was just sliding her drink in front of her. With a shake of his head Val signaled the bartender to refuse her money. Before she could turn around, he leaned in and spoke softly against her ear. “What’s number two?”
She did a tight turn, her body brushing erotically against his, and looked up at him. “Number two?”
“On that list of favorite sexual fantasies you mentioned.”
“Oh, that.” Her baby blue eyes met his dead on. “You thinking of helping me experience the whole thing?”
“Possibly.”
Her little pink tongue snuck out and slid slowly over her pouty bottom lip making his cock twitch with need.
Samair saw the flare of heat in Valentine’s dark eyes and an answering flame licked at her insides. The urge to dance close to the fire had her reaching out to place a hand low on his belly. His stomach contracted and heat seeped through the silk of his dress shirt to her fingertips, invading her body.
“I’m not so sure ‘possibly’ is good enough. You’re asking me to share my deepest desires. They’re very personal.” She struggled to keep her voice light and flirtatious.
“How about we make a little deal?”
“Deal?”
He moved closer, leaving mere millimeters of space between their bodies as he reached up to brush a lock of hair away from her cheek. “You tell me your fantasies and I’ll make them come true.”
Samair swallowed. Her heart pounded and her insides melted at his touch. She’d known from the first time she set eyes on him that he was a powerful man. Her time in his office, in his arms, had made her hyper aware of just what kind of passion she’d been missing out on. This was no boy to be toyed with. If she said yes, there was no backing out. Mind you, he was offering her sex not love, and not a relationship. He was offering her the perfect affair.
Valentine Ward was all man. Just being near him set her body to humming with erotic anticipation. His words promised untold pleasures and his steady gaze made it clear he was confident in his abilities to follow through.
Yet, she couldn’t help but try to push a button or two of her own. She smiled slowly and lifted a hand to toy with the button at his neck. “Promises, promises.”
He stepped back and tucked his hands into his pockets. His hooded gaze ran over her, making all her pleasure points tingle, and threw out a challenge of his own. “Are you brave enough to see if I can keep my promises?”
Nope, definitely not a boy.
A thrill ripped through her at the prospect of having this man willing to do whatever she wanted. “Right now my fantasy is to have you on your knees, with your face buried between my thighs.”
“Done.”
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