RISK IT Release Day Blast
Jennifer Chance’s Rule Breakers series turns up the heat as a wealthy playboy and a beautiful con artist engage in a high-stakes game of seduction.
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About
Risk It:
As
dominating in business as he is in bed, Rand Sterling Winston, IV,
always gets what he wants. And even before he realizes that she’s
scammed him into paying triple the cost for her friend’s painting,
he wants Dani Michaels. To catch her alone, Rand demands she
personally deliver his purchase. The attraction between them is
immediate and electric, and he knows she feels it, too. So when the
part-time petty thief rebuffs his advances, he gives her a choice: a
night in jail or an evening with him.
Despite
her checkered past, Dani has never met someone like Rand: brooding,
intense, and oh-so tempting. Only a man with a broken soul could make
losing control feel this dangerous. Still, when Rand proposes a
no-strings, no-holds-barred affair, Dani’s more than a little
intrigued. It’ll be the trickiest con she's ever run and a chance
to indulge her steamiest fantasies—nothing more. But as their
encounters grow increasingly intimate, Dani uncovers a vulnerable
side to Rand’s steely exterior . . . and opens her heart to the
ultimate risk.
Also
in the Rule
Breaker series:
Rock
It (Book #1),
Fake
It (Book #2),
and Want
It (Book #3) by
Jennifer Chance!
Here is an excerpt
“I really must be going.” Dani
turned, offering a smile. She had a clear run at the door, and she
gestured to the painting. “I hope you enjoy it.”
“Let me get you a receipt.”
“That’s not—”
“I insist.” Rand turned to his
desk, swiveling the notepad around and tearing free a loose sheet. He
jotted down a quick note of thanks, signed and dated it. Dani had
followed him to the desk.
“Truly, it isn’t necessary, Mr.
Winston,” she said as he handed it to her. She opened her purse,
and he heard the telltale buzz of her silenced phone. She didn’t
even look at it, but the effect it had on her was instantaneous, her
artfully easy manner now going tight as a drum.
“Necessary,” he mused, and
something in his voice made her glance up sharply. The shiver of
control it took for her not to step back from him was obvious, but
Rand wasn’t about to let her get away a second time. “And do you
always do only what is necessary?”
“Saves time, she said again. But her
eyes were on his lips, and he felt the attraction between them like a
living thing. He lifted a hand, and while her body didn’t flinch,
her eyes did.
Another surge of emotion blazed through
him, this one hotter, less controlled. He didn’t understand that
flinch of hers, the reflex she could not quite quell. But he knew the
reaction wasn’t about him, and he wanted her to only think
of him in this moment—to have the same intensity of emotion, the
same nerves, the same trepidation, even a little fear. He didn’t
mind her fearing him. He expected it. But the nature of that fear was
what intrigued him.
“Ah, fuck it,” Dani said, startling
him again. She stepped into his body, reaching up to draw his head
toward hers. “I don’t have all goddamned night.”
She kissed him, hard, and the spears of
desire touched together at their tips, igniting Rand with need.
Still, he didn’t move forward, just let Dani pull him closer in,
sensing that the deepening of the kiss was something she hadn’t
planned for. His hands went naturally to her waist, and felt large
against the curve of her hips, anchoring her almost possessively. She
pulled away—or tried to, her body leaning back even as he kept her
still and tight. Her smile was satisfied against his lips, and
understanding lit through him. She’d won, he realized. By
controlling the kiss between them, by taking the initiative and
coming to him, instead of waiting for him to come to her, she had
won.
“Was that what you wanted, Miss
Michaels?” he asked, and he deliberately kept the teasing challenge
in his voice.
She drew in a sharp breath, but didn’t
take the bait. “Everything I could have hoped for,” she said,
leaning back with a smug grin.
“He lifted his brows. “Did I just
experience sexual harassment?”
Dani’s smile flashed a little more
broadly now. “I do apologize, sir. I was just so swept away.”
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