So yeah, I didn’t update at all this weekend. Unsual for me I know but I actually hung out with my family and then did some work yesterday too, got started on Sensual Magic for Spice!

Megan and I finished our revisions on Taking Care of Business and it’s now with beta! If all goes well, we can get this one turned in way before deadline. So yay!

To celebrate poetry monday (which I’ve neglected for a while) how about a sneak peek of TCOB?

Taking Care of Business by Lauren Dane and Megan Hart
Copyright, 2008, Lauren Dane and Megan Hart
All Rights Reserved, Virgin/Black Lace
Releasing in the UK October 08, US late December 08

He’d called and something about his voice and his manner had made her respond. Made her let him push her buttons. She secretly liked it because it was something just between them. He flirted but nothing too outrageous. He didn’t waste her professional time, which meant a lot to her. Something about the slight accent, the dark masculine bass of his voice always made her want to melt into a puddle of female goo.

She’d never fucked a co-worker before. That would fall under the utterly wrong choice category. Until him. Why was she even thinking about fucking? They were not paying her three hundred and seventy five dollars an hour to have fantasies about Charles Dixon shoving her against a wall, ripping her panties off and fucking her until she wept.

But he wasn’t precisely a co-worker. She was of counsel, he wasn’t her boss. Technically, there wasn’t really an issue.

She dug her fingernails into her palm to make herself stop thinking about Dix driving himself into her cunt over and over, his pants pooled around his ankles, the scratch of the wall at her back, his fingers digging into the flesh of her bare ass, her skirt bunched up around her waist. The delicious tang of his sweat tickling her senses as she held on and let him take her.

Jeez-a-lou she did not just have a Dear Penthouse letter fantasy while sitting in a conference room! Flushed, she shifted in her chair and met green eyes that knew exactly what she’d been daydreaming about.

Dix pushed his very sexy glasses up the bridge of his nose and the whisper of a smile touched the corner of his mouth before he shifted his attention back to the endless, Charlie Brown-like drone of the president again.

5 comments to “Monday”

  1. Christine
    January 28th, 2008 at 12:36 pm · Link

    Very good beginning 😎

  2. JSL
    January 28th, 2008 at 1:38 pm · Link

    😀 Very hot – I’m looking forward to this book!

  3. Cathy M
    January 28th, 2008 at 1:45 pm · Link

    This is great, I just love that little smile you gave Dix.

  4. Susan Helene Gottfried
    January 28th, 2008 at 4:02 pm · Link

    Now I want to poll people and see how many of them have Penthouse Fantasies during meetings…

    and if Dix can live up to his fantasy self.

  5. Jessie
    January 28th, 2008 at 7:05 pm · Link

    It sounds very good so far!