I’m Cassidy Delany. Bright new shiny MD. So how do I celebrate? I let myself go crazy with the hottest man I’ve ever seen. Piercing blue-gray eyes with a ripped chest and six-pack abs I could lick for a lifetime. The two of us together equals a nuclear explosion. Too bad Daniel is an arrogant billionaire prick who thinks he can just take what he wants. Sorry, buddy, but with four orphaned siblings to take care of, I don’t have the time. Daniel Sheffield, MD. I do women; I don’t do relationships. And I always get what I want. I knew Cassidy Delany would be an amazing one-night stand with that luscious body and her smart and sassy mouth. She makes me want to buy an island where I can have her 24/7 until I get her out of my system. But I’ll never tell Cassidy she just might be the best time I ever had–– in and out of bed. She may think she walked out on me, but I’m getting her back with surgical precision. As always, this will end on my terms.
Excerpt from Why Hate the Billionaire (Book #1: The Delanys Series):
Cassidy: He didn’t run. I’ve been talking nonsense and it doesn’t seem to bother him. No funny looks either. It doesn’t even seem like he’s being nice just so we can have sex again. After what we shared, though… When he made me feel he beautiful and loved and safe Unfortunately, I know that this sort of thing doesn’t exist in reality.
But the fact is that in reality, we’re too different. Daniel’s from the land of the rich and powerful and, while he says he’ll not have anything to do with the bitch he was with, he’s still going to marry his equal in wealth and status. A woman from the upper crust trained to be the right kind of wife. One who stays home and throws $100,000 parties for every occasion and dedicates her life to making him and their family look good. Not a girl from Southy who’s worked all her life to be able to take care of her younger siblings. Daniel’s not about to be emotionally attached to someone so beneath him in status and wealth once this little moment is over. And I’d never submerge my life to someone else’s; medicine and my siblings mean too much to me.
And it’s too bad, because, besides the sex, I like him. We have science in common and a similar sense of humor. He’s probably being groomed to inherit some sort of medically related multi-international. I watch him eat. It’s fascinating just to seen a piece of egg white slide down his perfectly crafted lips, especially when I know what they feel like all over me. But as I get aroused, the room suddenly grows cold.
“Hey, babe,” Daniel is staring at me. He seems concerned.
“Just a little cold. An effect of the hot food.” I’m lying.
Daniel holds my hand and rubs it. His touch makes me slip back into the fantasy world again. He runs one of his long fingers lightly over my jaw. I make a resolution. So what if this is a blip in time. If I’m making memories, I plan on making a few more so I’ll always remember that once, someone made me feel special. I look into his blue-gray eyes and we’re connected again.
“Your eyes aren’t just hazel, they’re a golden hazel. Little bits of liquid gold in there.” He seems rapt.
Were my eyes that attractive or were wealthy men just naturally attracted to gold? I smile ruefully.
“What?” Daniel asks.
“Nobody’s ever described my eyes as a precious metal. It’s sort of embarrassing.” I’d look away, but I can’t.
“I didn’t mean it to be.” He looks at my plate. “You didn’t finish everything,” he says, astonished.
“I ate a lot,” I protest lightly. “My eggs, sausages, and most of the hash browns. I’m full. You can finish it all.”
“Thanks!” Daniel greedily grabs my plate. Good, it’ll give him lots of energy to burn off if I have my way. I watch him suck down some potatoes and remember the sensation of him sucking on me. I snap my knees closed as I stifle a moan.
The waitress brings the check. No dessert for us; that’s waiting at the hotel. I grab for the check and Daniel tries to snatch it away.
“No,” I say definitely. “It’s mine. You’ve been paying for everything so far. It’s my turn.”
“But Cassie, it’s not a big deal and it’s easier for me…” Daniel protests.
“No,” I say, maybe a little too loudly. He doesn’t understand. If he pays for everything and I just give him sex, it basically means I’m acting like a whore. “I like things equal. Last night was…last night. We either pay for ourselves or switch each time.” I give what I hope is a sultry look. “You know, we change positions regularly…”
“Hmm,” Daniel seems to consider that with a little smile. “Well, I definitely know whose turn it is on top.”
The images pore into my head and I can feel my inner walls clench and my hips wanting to rotate. Of course, now that’s all I can think about and my hunger for Daniel grows. I stand up, throwing enough cash on the table for the meal and a large tip. “Are you ready? Let’s go.”
Daniel’s right behind me as we rush out into the alley. He grabs me to him and pushes me against the wall for a heated kiss. He pushes a leg between mine and I can’t help myself. I wrap a leg on his hip and start grinding. I can feel him thickening under his jeans. Instead of relieving the need, this is making it worse.
“Cassie, baby. If you keep doing that, I’ll be too hard to make it to the hotel. When I count to 3, we’ll break and make a run for the hotel.” Daniel shoves his tongue deeper, exploring my mouth then abruptly stops. “1, 2, 3 – RUN!”
We make it to the lobby, both of us struggling to catch our breath. Daniel keeps poking the “up” button for an elevator, but it’s taking too long and I can’t stand it. Even rubbing my legs together doesn’t give me any relief. “The stairs!” I yell and Daniel chases me to our room.
About the author and where to find her:
Johanna Bordeaux grew up loving Jane Austen, Elizabeth Gaskell, Fanny Burney, Collette, Georges Sand — all the classic female writers who knew that a good romantic relationship is all about the unique personalities of the lead characters and the special spark between them. She received her degree in English Literature, specializing in Jane Austen, the early English novels, and Shakespeare, with a minor in biology. In her profession as a mental health counselor, Johanna learned and deepened her understanding of the human heart and what makes a relationship great. Her sexy romance novels are about true love and fulfilling all of her characters needs for a very satisfactory relationship.