Maureen Child - The Highest Bidder

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The six books of the Modern romance series collected together.THE HIGHEST BIDDER – Where everything’s for sale, true love is priceless…GILDED SECRETS by Maureen ChildDefending his legacy…at any cost. When scandal threatens the luxury auction house that bears his family’s name, Vance Waverly suspects the media feeding frenzy is an inside job. Could his gorgeous assistant, Charlotte Potter, be plotting his downfall? There’s one way to find out: seduce the truth out of her! Charlie is between a rock and a hard place. She can reveal Waverly’s secrets to her unidentified blackmailer or lose custody of her child. Whatever she does, she’ll lose the career she loves. But losing the man she’s come to love – her big, bad boss – could put her over the edge…EXQUISITE ACQUISITIONS Charlene SandsSold to the sexy cowboy! For Macy Tarlington, the only good part of seeing her legendary mother’s possessions sold at auction is ogling Carter McCay, the tall Texan who buys the famous diamond ring. Even better is seeing him again, when he rescues her from the paparazzi like a white knight in a Stetson. Carter whisks her to safety at his ranch, hiding her identity by day and lusting after her by night. Yes, he’s sworn off love. But with this Hollywood runaway starring in his every fantasy Carter might find Macy too much temptation – even for a hard-hearted cowboy.A SILKEN SEDUCTION Yvonne LindsayThe fine art of temptation. London socialite Avery Cullen refuses to sell her late father’s art collection. But bold, brash Marcus Price will try everything to get her to reconsider. He even launches an all-out sexual siege on the lonely heiress. Securing the collection would be a coup for his auction house, but for Marcus it will settle a lifelong score. He’s managed to keep his true motives hidden along with his family’s skeletons…and now he’s so close he can taste success in Avery’s kiss. But after their torrid night of passion is Marcus prepared for the outcome?A PRECIOUS INHERITANCE Paula RoeHe won the auction… Vanessa Partridge has a good reason for wanting the manuscript offered at auction – it is her twins’ legacy. But she doesn’t count on the winning bidder, financial guru Chase Harrington, showing up on her doorstep.Now he wants the woman… Chase has a new obsession – Vanessa. There’s more to the former socialite-turned-working-single-mum than meets the eye…and he’s going to find it. He’s got secrets of his own – secrets threatened by the sexy Vanessa. More than anything Chase wants to give in to their sizzling attraction…but can he afford to play with fire?THE ROGUE’S FORTUNE Cat SchieldElizabeth Minerva tries to steer clear of legendary adventurer Roark Black and focus on her career. But the rakish treasure hunter is the only one who can help her, if she’ll do him one tiny favor…. To save his beloved auction house and his own reputation from ruin, Roark needs to settle down…fast! After a six-month «engagement,» he and Elizabeth can go their separate ways. But Roark knows priceless objects, and Elizabeth is the real deal. Now he intends to keep her….by any means necessary.A GOLDEN BETRAYAL Barbara DunlopIn his kingdom, Crown Prince Raif Khouri commands, and women obey…until he meets headstrong American Ann Richardson. To get back the priceless statue he’s convinced she stole, Raif kidnaps her!Held captive by the sexy prince and mired in scandal at her auction house, Ann has her hands full. How can she convince Raif she's innocent…and convince her traitorous body to resist his sultry kisses? But after one night with the woman his duty will never let him have, it's Raif who realises that the highest price to pay might just be his heart…

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She lasted three days, and three long, miserable nights. On the fourth night, wide awake, cramped and uncomfortable, she waited until Tariq’s breathing was deep and even. He wouldn’t know, she reasoned. How would he tell what time she’d joined him? It might as well be now as in the cold streaks of dawn. At least then she’d get some sleep.

She rolled silently to her feet, whispering her way across the tile floor, her soft cotton gown flowing in the moonlight. She inched back the covers, slipped one leg onto the bed, and carefully eased onto her back, laying her head on the blessedly soft pillow.

“You are weak,” came Tariq’s deep voice.

She tried to make a quick escape, but his arm clamped over her, pinning her to the bed.

“I thought you would last longer,” he told her.

“I didn’t think you’d wait,” she blurted out in a fit of honesty.

“I guess we both surprise each other.”

They fell silent. Laila couldn’t bring herself to ask what happened now.

Tariq rose on one elbow. He seemed genuinely confused. “You are not the first princess to marry for her country.”

She knew he was right. She knew it was her duty. She even conceded that he had been unexpectedly patient with her. Her gaze focused on the Gold Heart statue at the foot of the bed as she struggled to put her fears into words. “You have killed so many people.”

“I won’t kill you.”

The words surprised a laugh out of her. “That makes it better?”

“You are my wife, Laila. I will protect you and your family and your country.” His face was all planes and angles in the white moonlight. And though he still looked fierce, he didn’t look frightening. For the first time, she pondered the idea of his strength as protection instead of a threat.

This morning, she’d seen him practicing with his sword in the courtyard, swift and skilled against his partners. He was impressive then, and he was impressive now. His chest was bare, and his muscles were defined and delineated from his biceps to his abdomen. Angry-looking scars crisscrossed his chest and shoulders, and she felt her sympathies engage. Despite those flaws, he was a handsome man, a magnificent man. She’d become aware that she was the envy of the women in the palace.

“You’re good at fighting,” she ventured.

“I’m still alive.”

“While your opponents are not.”

“That’s the way it’s supposed to be.”

She nodded, her gaze resting on his bronze chest.

“Touch me,” he whispered.

She shook her head.

“My patience is not endless.”

She looked into his eyes. They had darkened again, and she missed his better mood. So, she took a breath, screwed up her courage, and placed her fingertips against his chest. It was hot, supple, but iron-hard.

His hand closed over hers. “You are beautiful.”

“Is that why the king chose me?” The question leaped out. She had two sisters, but her father had chosen her for Tariq, and she couldn’t help but wonder why.

“The king said you were strong. You are not.”

“Are you disappointed?” There was no reason for her to care, but she did.

“I am impatient.” He moved in closer, his lips coming down on hers in the way she remembered. They were soft at first, then firmer, then they parted.

His tongue teased the seam of her lips. She knew what he wanted this time, and she knew she had no choice. She parted her lips, waiting for revulsion to overwhelm her.

It didn’t.

As he kissed her deeply, a flicker of warmth grew to life in the pit of her belly. He shifted, and his hard body pressed intimately against hers. This time, when his hand closed over her breast, she waited, holding still in wonder as the pleasure rippled over her skin.

His thumb flicked her nipple, and a spike of exquisite sensations shot through her body, twitching her thighs and making her gasp.

Tariq drew back in obvious surprise.

He did it again, and her chest arched reflexively against his hand.

“I have changed my mind,” he rumbled, his tone pouring over her like sun-warm honey.

She wanted to ask why, but words were nothing but a jumble inside her head.

“I am not disappointed,” he finished. Then his lips came back down on hers.

For some reason, her arms wound around his neck. She curled against him, reveling in the hard contours of his male body. When he pulled up the hem of her gown, she knew she should protest. But his hands felt exquisite along the length of her thigh, and she could only lie mute, kissing him back, squirming against the softness of the bed as desire caught fire in her throat.

He touched her intimately, and she knew she should be mortified. But she liked it, she loved it, she never, ever wanted him to stop.

“Laila,” he breathed, easing her thighs apart, bunching her gown up out of the way.

He drew back the covers, his gaze on her naked body. Instead of feeling shy, she felt wild and alive.

His fingers pressed firmly to her. She knew what he was doing, but she didn’t care. It didn’t hurt. No one had told her his touch would feel good.

He gazed into her eyes. “You are beautiful.”

“You are gentle,” she told him in absolute wonder.

He smiled at that. His hand moved against her, and warmth suddenly flooded her limbs. She writhed and moaned, arching her hips.

“I am selfish,” he rumbled.

He put his lips to her breast then, drawing her nipple into his heated mouth, his tongue doing something that showered sparks through her body.

“Tariq,” she cried, gripping him tight.

He moved on top of her.

His weight felt good.

His palms stroked the backs of her thighs, pushing up her knees, as his maleness pressed bluntly against her.

She waited for the pain.

Her aunt had told her that much.

But it was swift and slight, and then she was wrapped around him, and he was fully inside her, and all her sensations were magnified.

He started to move, and pulsing desire washed over her.

She tipped her head back, exposing her neck, instinctively angling her hips.

He kissed her tender skin, while his rhythm stabilized then accelerated, and her limbs wrapped fully around him.

He pushed a pillow beneath the small of her back, and the earth shifted to where they were joined.

He sped up, thrusting harder. His muscles tightened. His kisses grew deeper and more frantic.

He groaned deeply against her lips. “I’m sorry.”

Then his hand went between them, touching her intimately. Stars exploded inside her head, melting down in the black desert sky. Her muscles contracted and unheard-of pleasure ricocheted to every corner of her body.

She struggled to catch her breath.

Tariq was heavy, their bodies slick everywhere they touched. But she didn’t want him to move.

No wonder he’d been impatient.

Why hadn’t somebody told her?

Why had they scared her?

Tariq slowly lifted his head, smoothing back her dark hair, tenderly kissing her swollen mouth.

“Is it always like that?” she managed.

A low rumble of laughter moved through his chest. “It’s never like that.”

As her heart thudded deep, over the curve of his scarred shoulder, she caught a glimpse of the Gold Heart statue. The Royal Han marble was a rich glow in the moonlight. The woman still smiled. But Laila could swear the smile had changed from serene to satisfied.

Exquisite Acquisitions

Carter backed her up against the wall.

He murmured all the things they were going to do in this room, and Macy’s face flamed as hot as her body burned. The dress was an easy target for a man with roaming hands, and Carter made sure he touched every part of her. His sweet assault made her moan his name over and over, and she knew they’d never make it to the bed.

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