Kimberly Dean - Courting Gossip

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This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

Mischief

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The News Building

1 London Bridge Street

London SE1 9GF

www.mischiefbooks.com

An eBook Original 2016

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Copyright © Kimberly Dean

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EBook Edition © 2016 ISBN: 9780008181079

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Title Page KIMBERLY DEAN Courting Gossip A division of HarperCollins Publishers www.harpercollins.co.uk

Copyright This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. Mischief An imprint of HarperCollins Publishers The News Building 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF www.mischiefbooks.com An eBook Original 2016 1 Copyright © Kimberly Dean Cover image © Shutterstock Kimberly Dean asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on-screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins e-books. EBook Edition © 2016 ISBN: 9780008181079 Version date: 2016-06-02

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Epilogue

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Genieve watched her lover through the veil of her lashes as she pulled the little black dress over her shoulders and down her body. She took her time revealing her curves as she stood in the swath of moonlight that slipped between the cracks in the curtains. In the quiet of the hotel room, Samuel’s breaths shortened. She pushed the dress over her hips and let it fall to the floor. His eyes widened as he looked his fill, and he took a step closer.

The senator approved.

‘You are so beautiful, my darling.’

She smiled as she pushed her hair over her shoulder. Darling? Gyuk . She hated when he called her that. It was old-fashioned and sexless, but he’d chosen it as his pet name for her. She moved closer to kiss him so he wouldn’t say it again.

He wasn’t the only one who needed to get into the mood.

His hands settled on her waist, warm and strong. That was better. She liked his hands. Nothing destroyed a mood for her faster than cold hands.

She pushed his shirt off his shoulders and ran kisses along his collarbone. He was stroking her back now, moving ever closer to the clasp of her bra. It loosened and those warm, strong hands covered her breasts.

‘Mmm,’ she hummed as he petted her. Now they were getting somewhere.

She loosened his belt buckle, but stopped before going any further. He had a strict rule about touching below the belt. She didn’t mind, but he was self-conscious for a reason. It limited the number of sexual tricks in her arsenal, but she kissed him again before stepping back. Smiling softly, she untangled herself from her bra. She wiggled out of her panties and gave them a sexy little kick before climbing into the king-sized bed to wait for him.

The air conditioner in the hotel room kicked on then and ruffled the curtains. With the spring weather, the poor thing didn’t know what to do. It had kicked on twice already, only to shut down a few minutes later. If they spent the night, the constant cycling would drive her crazy.

But they weren’t here to sleep.

The fluttering curtains made the swath of moonlight snake across the floor of the room. It glinted on the senator’s silver hair and made it luminous. He really was a dashing man.

She stretched out on the mattress below him as he unzipped his pants and toed off his shoes. His gaze settled on her naked breasts, and his eyes crinkled at the corners. There it was, the sure sign that his erection was slowly coming on. For all the time he spent in the gym honing his body, the senator did need the little blue pills and plenty of visual stimulation on her part.

Her nipples tightened. She needed stimulation, too.

The mattress shifted as he came down on the bed with her, and his mouth went straight to her breast. Once he got it up, Samuel moved fast. The lash of his tongue was strong and wet, and her nipple poked up further. Heat radiated from her breast down to her core, and she felt her body warming up well. She raked her hands down her lover’s back, letting her nails score his skin lightly. His teeth nipped at her, and her back arched.

‘Oh, my dar—’

She pulled him up for another hot kiss. Rolling them onto their sides, she flung a leg over his hip and ground against him suggestively. He kicked the covers down the bed, and his pillow smacked against the floor.

His mouth wasn’t as good when it came to kissing, but she could make do. She boldly stroked her tongue across his and his fingers sank deep into her bare bottom.

‘Ooo,’ she cooed. The hold was tight, and her hips rolled forward. He was breathing harder as his erection bumped against her. He wasn’t hard yet.

‘So greedy,’ he murmured into her ear.

Not greedy. She was trying to help him along. It was her job, after all. She was his escort. They had a contract that said she’d do exactly what she was doing, and in return, she’d be compensated nicely.

And there was a nice little tech stock she had her eye on…

She deliberately slid her hand down his chest and along his stomach. He didn’t have a six-pack, but his belly was flat. He also had a very sensitive belly button. She dipped her finger into the indentation and felt him jerk. His erection bumped up against her, nice and stiff, and she smiled at him.

Thank goodness it wasn’t going to be too much work tonight.