Kinky Chronicles - Jodi Redford - Bog

Welcome to the kinky side of life... Kinky Chronicles: Volume Three REPORT FOR BOOTY Mason Gamble and Nash Vincent are pros at making people sweat. As former Army Rangers who run the toughest, ball-busting fitness boot camp in Michigan, they take great pride in that fact. But thanks to the knockout brunette house sitting next door, suddenly they're the ones experiencing excess perspiration. Fortunately, the perfect opportunity to be neighborly presents itself courtesy of a package delivery snafu. Regan Wallace has trust issues. Specifically, trusting that her best friend won't make good on her threat to send a Strip-O-Gram for Regan's birthday. Is it any wonder she'd jump to the wrong conclusion when two gorgeous, camo-garbed hunks land on her front doorstep? Oops. The crazy part? They don't seem the least bit scandalized or offended by her boneheaded blunder. Judging by the sinful heat in their eyes, they're all too happy to provide her with a little two-on-one dirty dancing. For a woman recovering from a bad breakup, fielding the interest of two sex-on-a-stick men is both surreal and exhilarating. Indulging in a three-way fling? Completely out of her comfort zone. But with her stay limited to a week, some no-strings-attached sex might be precisely what she needs to get her confidence back in stride.None of them are prepared for the consequences of a sexy fling feeling like so much more. As Regan's stay draws closer to an end, Mason and Nash realize there's no way in hell they're letting the perfect woman slip through their fingers. And when it comes to fighting for her love, there are no fitter warriors for the ultimate battle to her heart. FRISKY BUSINESS The best way to get over a man? Get your kink on with another. And Jane Campbell knows the perfect escort agency to get the job done.As the owner of Hunks for Hire, Jack Brewster is used to the raunchy requests that land in his inbox. Bondage and blindfolds? Par for the course. But Jane's email whispers a wicked enticement. A sane man would delete the message. Or send his best escort to the date armed with a steel cup. Only problem? The thought of Jane naked and bound beneath any guy but him is like a knife in Jack's gut.He doesn't do commitments. And he sure as hell doesn't do love and Happily Ever Afters. He was a fool before in that regard. Never again. But he can indulge in a taste. Then he'll walk away from Jane. For good.But eating forbidden fruit has its addictive consequences, and two stubbornly anti-love sinners are about to take the biggest fall of them all.