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  "Am I early?" she asked as she sat down in the chair across from his desk.

  "No, not at all. The others will meet us in the conference room in a few minutes."

  She nodded, starting to feel a little nervous. Would her fantasy begin in the conference room? Would they order her to take off all her clothes, then… other things. She'd been looking forward to this fantasy for over a week—ever since Becca had told her she wanted to set it up, and that it would be acted out by some of Cal's ex-stripper friends—but now that the reality was here, she had a case of nerves.

  This man Mike was extremely masculine, and sexy, and he set her hormones humming, but could she really just strip down and become his sex toy. Along his three partners, too?

  Don't freak out now. This is your fantasy!

  Mike leaned forward, his hands folded on his desk. "So Cal told us what you were looking for. As I understand it, your brother cheated us out of a sizeable amount of money and you agree to be our sex slave in return for not prosecuting him."

  Sylvia felt her cheeks heat as she nodded. In her head, especially after reading that book, it seemed extremely sexy, but laid out blatantly like that made her feel brash and… well, maybe a little slutty. And… maybe she was being… uh…brash. But both Becca and Jan had lived out their fantasies, and both were pretty wild. Why shouldn't she?

  And when she'd become enamored of the fantasy, she'd never, ever dreamed she'd live it out. What woman did? But now that she had the opportunity, she really didn't want to walk away.

  "So, don't get me wrong, I find the whole thing wildly sexy, but…"—he shrugged—"we sound a bit mean, prosecuting your brother." At his grin and the twinkle in his eye, she knew he wasn't making fun of her, but he was teasing her.

  "Well, he did do you wrong."

  "True. But then we're distracted by a beautiful woman."

  Her cheeks burned hotter at his compliment. "Well, a woman offering sex, anyway."

  He chuckled and stood up. "Okay, I think we're ready to proceed. The others know the story and are ready to go and we all know the safe word is Tiger. The minute we step out of this office, we're into our roles. Okay?"

  "Okay." Her stomach quivered as she stood up.

  They walked to the door together, but before he opened it, he took her hand and kissed it. Tingles danced along her skin at the delicate brush of his lips.

  "Sylvia, thank you for including us in your fantasy." Then he winked and opened the door.

  She followed him to the end of the big table in the open area where he gestured for her to sit down. He tapped something on his phone, then leaned back in his chair.

  "The others will be here in a few moments." His tone was more business-like now, rather than the easy banter of before.

  The man from the other office walked to the chair next to Mike's and sat down, glancing at her speculatively. He had short cropped, sandy hair, a wide face with a square jaw, and warm, brown eyes. He wore dark blue jeans and a shirt. A moment later, two men appeared from the hallway, and Sylvia's breath caught at the side of the tall biker named Slade she'd seen entering the building earlier. Man, this fantasy was getting better by the minute. And the man by his side was the cyclist he'd spoken with at the door.

  The cyclist's short, straight hair was a little damp—he'd probably taken a shower—and he wore dress pants and a striped shirt, accentuating his narrow waist and broad shoulders. Thoughts of him naked in the shower, water sluicing over his muscular body sent a quiver through her. Her gaze shifted to Slade, still wearing his jeans and T-shirt. Clearly, he was the rebel of the bunch.

  They sat down and she glanced around the table at these four men, who used to be male strippers. They were all gorgeous and soon she'd be having hot, kinky sex with them all.

  "This is Sylvia, the woman we discussed a few days ago. She's here because of the arrangement to compensate for her brother's debt," Mike said. "Sylvia, this is Granger Smith, Neil Craig, and Slade Forrester."

  She nodded as she gazed at their serious expressions. Tension curled inside her.

  "So, she's going to be our office slave, right?" Slade said.

  "Yes, that's the arrangement," Mike answered.

  "Good, then I think we should start right off with seeing what's underneath those clothes she's wearing.

  Her gaze locked on his and his charcoal eyes glittered as a slow smile spread across his face. Heat washed through her.

  "Excellent idea." Mike said.

  Hot Ride

  Opal Carew

  Hot, hard, fast¸ and handles like a dream!

  Oh yeah, and the bike's not bad either.

  Hayley is looking for more excitement in her life, but doesn’t know how to find it.

  Excitement finds Rip, a biker who’s seen more than his share of trouble.

  When trouble finds Rip yet again and a bar brawl starts, both he and Hayley are thrown to the curb.

  Hayley knows this is her chance to find the excitement she so craves, but Rip doesn’t want to be some good girl’s bad-boy experience, so he turns down her advances, leaving her feeling rejected.

  But life is never that simple for Rip, and he soon finds himself in her bed and wanting more. When his three biker friends show up, Hayley’s love of numbers turns into an erotic adventure none of them will ever forget.

  But is there a chance for more than that between Hayley and Rip? Find out by taking a Hot Ride you’ll never forget.

  Excerpt

  The young woman—Hayley—gazed at Rip, her eyes widened. Well, fuck, of course she’d be nervous about walking down a dark alley with the likes of him. If she were his sister, he wouldn’t want her taking a chance like that.

  He took her hand and raised it to his mouth. The feel of her soft skin as he brushed his lips against it made him long to feel more of her. His groin tightened at the thought of kissing her, then exploring her round, beautiful breasts. The creamy swell of them exposed by her deep neckline had been teasing him all evening.

  "I promise. I’ll get you to your hotel, safe and sound."

  She stared into his eyes, mesmerized, then she nodded.

  He smiled and took her hand, then led her into the alley. A cat darted in front of them, startling her. She drew close to him, clutching his arm. The feel of her warm, soft body pressed to his side sent his hormones to alert status, but he ignored that and slipped his arm around her protectively, drawing her close. It didn’t help that he kept remembering when her gaze had dropped to his crotch with obvious interest after he’d told her about his name. He was glad she didn’t know that he actually got the name because his fellow bikers had caught him reading Ripley’s Believe It or Not one day.

  She took another step, but then stopped. "There’s another problem."

  "What’s that?"

  "Well, I’m basically barefoot, and I have no idea what might be on the ground ahead."

  "Right. I’m pretty sure I saw broken glass near where I parked the bike."

  "I could hobble along with my broken—Oh!"

  He scooped her up into his arms and she slid her hands around his shoulders.

  * * *

  Oh, God, Hayley felt so tiny and light in this big man’s arms. She could stay here all day, lulled in his embrace. As he walked, the gentle rocking of his body soothed her.

  "We’re here."

  Her eyelids popped open. Had she really dozed off? The combination of white wine spritzers, a long flight in, and staying up way too late last night finishing up work, since she was taking an extra long weekend, was knocking her on her butt.

  She glanced toward a big, powerful looking motorcycle parked close to the brick wall. It was black and intimidating, adorned with a blazing red and orange flame. It had shiny chrome wheels and a big, black leather seat.

  "It’s nice," she said as he carried her toward it.

  "Nice?" He chuckled and set her on her feet beside it. "Maybe big. Dangerous. Powerful." He grinned. "But nice?"

  Oh, God, he was big
and dangerous and powerful. Everything she dreamed of when she thought about her wildest fantasies coming true. And here he was, smiling down at her. She already missed his strong arms around her.

  She gazed into his midnight blue eyes. "I like big, dangerous and powerful." She stepped closer and flattened her hand on his hard, muscular chest. The feel of rock-solid, sculpted muscles under the thin fabric of his T-shirt set her heart thumping. "Like you."

  She dropped her shoes and purse, and slid her hands over his shoulders then stroked his raspy cheek. His eyes simmered with heat as she tipped up her face, then drew him toward her. His mouth brushed hers lightly, and she flicked her tongue against his lips and slid timidly inside. He growled and deepened the kiss, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her tighter to his hard body, then gliding his tongue deep into her mouth.

  She melted against him, heat simmering through her. But then he drew back.

  "This isn’t a good idea."

  She blinked at his words. He was rejecting her?

  "Don’t you find me attractive?"

  "It’s not that."

  Feeling bolder than she ever had, and determined not to let this opportunity slip away, she grasped his hand and drew it to her chest, then placed it over her aching breast. Her nipple hardened, pushing into his palm.

  His dark eyes glowed like a blazing fire, glittering with sparks.

  In a sudden movement, she felt herself pushed back against the building. Her breath caught as his big, solid body crushed her tight to the cold brick wall.

  Oh, God, had she made a mistake? He was so big and intimidating, and right now, he looked determined and… almost feral. He pivoted his hips forward and she could feel a hard bulge against her stomach, proof that he was aroused by her. Anxiety spiked through her, and a little fear, but right alongside those feelings was a wild surge of excitement.

  He grabbed her wrists and pushed them over her head, then held them tight, his striking midnight eyes locked on hers. She could feel the erratic pounding of her blood pumping through her veins.

  She had never felt so alive.

  God, she wanted him to take her. Right here. Right now.

  Other Books by Opal Carew

  Contemporary erotic short stories and novellas

  Taken By Storm (prequel to His To Possess)

  Debt of Honor

  Mastered By series

  Played by the Master

  Mastered by the Boss (July 2015)

  Ready To Ride biker series

  Hot Ride

  Wild Ride

  Riding Steele (novel)

  Hard Ride (novel)

  Three series

  #1: Three (also available in the anthology Northern Heat)

  #2: Three Men and a Bride

  #3: Three Secrets

  Three Happy Endings (Three series #1-3 box set)

  The Office Slave series

  #1: The Office Slave (this is also Red Hot Fantasies #3)

  #2: The Boss

  #3: On Her Knees

  The Office Slave Series, Book 1&2 (box set)

  Red Hot Fantasies series

  #1: The Male Stripper

  #2: The Stranger

  #3: The Office Slave

  #4: The Captive (tbd)

  #5: The Bridal Affair (tbd)

  Red Hot Fantasies Box Set (Red Hot Fantasies #1-3 box set)

  Futuristic erotic romance novellas

  Slaves of Love (also available in the anthology Turn Up The Heat)

  Celestial Soul-Mates series

  Book 1: The King and I

  Book 2: The Commander's Woman

  Book 3: Passion Play

  Book 4: Love Unexpected (tbd)

  Book 5: Fantasy Bound (tbd)

  Fantasy erotic romance

  Crystal Genie

  Contemporary erotic romance novels

  Hard Ride

  Riding Steele

  His To Claim

  His To Possess

  His To Command

  Illicit

  Insatiable

  Secret Weapon

  Total Abandon

  Pleasure Bound

  Bliss

  Forbidden Heat

  Secret Ties

  Six

  Blush

  Swing

  Twin Fantasies

  Anthologies and box sets

  The Office Slave Series, Book 1 & 2 (boxed set) – contains the The Office Slave series

  Red Hot Fantasies (boxed set) – contains the Red Hot Fantasies series

  Three Happy Endings (boxed set) – contains the Three series

  Turn Up The Heat (anthology) – contains the novella Slaves of Love

  Northern Heat (anthology) – contains the short story Three

  Other Books by Amber Carew

  Contemporary romance

  In Too Deep

  The Cinderella Obsession

  Virgin Wanted

  Contemporary fantasy romance

  Christmas Angel

  Magical Dawn

  Spellbound

  Contemporary futuristic romance

  Captive Lover

  About Opal Carew

  As a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of erotic contemporary romance, Opal Carew writes about passion, love, and taking risks. Her heroines follow their hearts and push past the fear that stops them from realizing their dreams… to the excitement and love of happily-ever-after.

  Opal loves crystals, dragons, feathers, cats, pink hair, the occult, Manga artwork, Zentangle, and all that glitters. She earned a degree in Mathematics from the University of Waterloo, and spent 15 years as a software analyst before turning to her passion as a writer. She grew up in Toronto, and now lives in Ottawa with her husband, and three cats. One of her sons just finished a Masters degree at Sussex University in the UK and is now pursuing a second Masters at Carleton University in Ottawa. The other son is working on his undergraduate degree at Carleton University. Yes, mom is proud!

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