How about something from LUSH?

USA Today bestselling author Lauren Dane delivers a second serving of sexy in her new Delicious novel—in which taste and temptation make up a sweet recipe…

Mary Whaley has her hands full running a successful catering company and overseeing her supper club. She’s got everything she ever wanted—or so she thought. When she meets ridiculously hot and very dirty rock star Damien Hurley at her friend’s engagement party, the attraction she feels is overpowering—and she isn’t about to deny herself.

Damien is used to a hard and fast life. He and two of his brothers started a band when they were all in high school—then they hit the big time and stayed there. He’s also a legendary madman on the stage and in the bedroom. But when he meets Mary, something clicks, and the bad boy starts thinking he may have finally found something good.

What begins as a series of fleeting trysts soon get much more complicated. Damien can’t figure out why Mary doesn’t want more from him. And before long it’s Damien who wants more of Mary. But it turns out Mary is no stranger to the celebrity news and he’s got a very big job ahead of him—proving that he’s worth more than a one-night stand…

Delicious: LUSH by LAUREN DANE
Copyright 2013, Lauren Dane
All Rights Reserved, The Berkley Publishing Group

The night had been full of magic. Mary hadn’t felt so light and carefree in ages. Things had been great with work and for her friends and this wedding felt like the capper on all that wonderful.

After the emotion of the music Adrian and Miles had dedicated to Gillian and the success of the food, she’d paused just at the large back porch to grab some alone time.

The air carried the scent of all the peonies decorating the entire space. Heady and sensual, it made her tip her head back to breathe deep.

“Well, lookie here.”

She opened her eyes slowly to take in the sight of Damien walking toward her. A slow, sexy lope, his features intent on her. It sent a shiver through her because goddamn, he was delicious.

She smiled. “Hello there.”

He kept walking until he was just a breath away. “What are you doing over here all by yourself?”

“I snuck in to check on the food. Don’t tell Gillian or she’ll have my ass.”

He sucked in a breath that made her hold her own. He was going to say something, she could feel it. Something that would change everything.

“Your ass? Hm. Well, I’d rather have it than let anyone else get to it.”

A burst of heat flashed over her.

He got even closer, his hand at her waist. “I’d really like to get up in what you’ve got, Mary Whaley.”

She was absolutely sure he’d used that line before. She was, after all, not stupid and she’d seen him on the celebrity news dozens of times.

Didn’t matter. It worked. She liked him. And she liked what he said and how he said it. And she wanted to fuck him. Men got to do this stuff, why shouldn’t she?

She licked her lips as she thought about it.

And then be bent a little and brushed his lips over hers in a surprisingly sweet kiss. A kiss that deepened, hinted at what else he could do with that mouth of his.

She was slightly tipsy. Very happy. In a great mood. A hot dude just laid a smooch on her and he wanted to get down. As it happened, she liked getting down. He wouldn’t want to marry her the next day so he wouldn’t be underfoot as she got her business off the ground. It would be totally about fun and pleasure. No fuss, no muss.

Well, maybe some muss would be all right.

“All right. Make it worth my while, then.”

His grin made her tingle and she knew everything else he had was going to equally please her system. She’d totally have to confess this to Gillian when they returned from the honeymoon.

“Inside?”

Mary jerked her head toward the house. “Follow me.”

Like he’d do anything else? He walked behind her, taking in the sway, the pretty heels, the way her  rebellious escaped curls brushed the back of her neck. Her neck, where he’d have his lips as soon as he could make it a reality.

He wanted her more than he’d wanted something in a long time. “I’m staying here. Just upstairs.”

Luckily, most everyone was still outside so it wasn’t so very hard to get up the stairs quickly and into his room, which thankfully had a lock on the door.

She turned and smiled, rooting him to the spot. Moonlight from the nearby window bathed her in silver. Music wafted from the party below. But it was just the two of them in this moment in time.

“I don’t even know where to start.” He suddenly felt shy.

“Well, let’s see.” She reached up to unpin her hair. It was longer than he’d remembered. “I seem to recall a few things about this sex stuff.” She stepped to him and took his arm, turning the wrist to undo his buttons there, and then the same with the other.

Then she loosened his tie, tossing it over her head and went back to the buttons on his shirt until she was able to push it off his body.

“Now then.”

He had to have her mouth right that very moment so with one hand he cupped the back of her neck and with the other he pulled her against him. Her lips parted on a little gasp of surprise and he took advantage of that moment to lick that bottom lip and then slide into the kiss fully.

She tasted better than he’d imagined from that brief brush of lips outside. She was cherries and champagne. So fucking delicious and lush he wanted to roll around in her.