Hell, before I saw the new erotic romance movie, I didn’t even know what BDSM was. I was that naïve. Mix together a few shots of alcohol, my dangerously adventurous girlfriend and a dose of curiosity, and you had the recipe for a very crazy night. That’s how I ended up inside the sex club.How did I end up being schooled in the arts of BDSM by my sinfully sexy stepbrother? Now that was just pure madness.

    No excitement, no flutters, not even a glimmer of curiosity.That all changes when my bossy neighbor steps in and shows me how it’s done, just this once.But when the kiss that sets me on fire ends, it’s not enough. I want more. I want it all. And I want him to be the one.On the wrong kind of man.I’m bossy, possessive, dirty-talking, and twice her age. Kissing my cute, innocent neighbor is a terrible idea—especially when kissing turns into more. One taste of her sweet lips might not be enough. Once I touch her, there’s no going back. Once I've had her, she’s mine.

    Doing it? That’s another story. In the research lab, Marin’s lack of practical knowledge didn’t matter, but now that she’s landed a job at The Grove, a high-end, experimental sex therapy institute, she can’t ignore the fact that the person most in need of sexual healing may be her. Dr. Donovan West, her new hotshot colleague, couldn’t agree more. Donovan knows that Marin’s clients are going to eat her alive unless she gets some hands-on experience. And if she fails at the job, he can say goodbye to a promotion, so he assigns her a list of R-rated tasks to prepare her for the wild clientele of The Grove’s X-wing.But some of those tasks are built for two, and when he finds Marin searching for a candidate to help her check off her list, Donovan decides there’s only one man for the job—him. As long as they keep their erotic, off-the-clock activities strictly confidential and without strings, no one will get fired—or worse, get attached…Exclusive to this edition only—a bonus short story

    all the way. I'm not supposed to f*ck my patients.But I've never been good at following rules.And they all fly out the window when Elizabeth Jane walks into my office for a purity exam.I've known her and her strict, religious mom for years as their family practice doctor.But now Little Lizzy is all grown up.Her pigtails and bobby socks have been replaced by seductive curves and sultry eyes.Her mom wants me to find out if Elizabeth still has her virginity.But little does she know Elizabeth wants me to take it from her.Mommy Dearest soon finds out just how lengthy, hard and thorough my exams have been.So Elizabeth and I pretend to be engaged.It's for her reputation; it's for my career.That's what I keep telling myself.But there's one last rule I've already broken- I was never supposed to fall in love.** Dr. Fake Fiance is a standalone older man/ younger woman romance novel with no cliffhanger and no cheating. It's a sizzling hot read with a very high heat level. It features a dominant billionaire alpha male and a feisty BBW virgin who earn their happily ever after. It includes bonus content from the Always, Boss: Bad Boy Boss/ Office Romance, series and The Bradford Brothers: Bad Boy Military Romance, as well as super steamy Deleted Scenes for your continued reading pleasure.

    Arrogant. Jerk.I mean… which sensible man would have nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist in his own office?And which sensible girl can avoid all those naughty thoughts then.He’s in his forties – old enough to be my father.OMG… those green eyes that I want to drown myself into, that smooth voice when he orders me around, and don’t even get me started on the muscles… and those hard abs I saw that day in his office… oooh Lord! Have Mercy!Because I am compelled to…Call him DADDY!He says, ‘Age brings in experience,’ and I am so ready to surrender my V-card.We are going great,But then he decides to change things.I can’t!I can’t allow him to ruin my career.So what… if I am head over heels in love with him and the baby in my belly is his!

    They’re sweet and sticky, and when I was a kid, my dad’s best friend would give me a cherry-flavored sucker, pat me on the head and call me, angel. He was one of my favorite people. But as I grew, the suckers stopped, and he stopped visiting too. I wasn’t allowed to say his name either, and it wasn’t until I turned eighteen that I learned the truth: he cheated my dad out of a lot of money. 
Deciding to be the person who does something about it, I borrow a friend’s ID and infiltrate his firm as an intern. 
I want to find proof of what he did. I want to find a way to make him pay. Instead, I find something I’m not expecting, not in a million years. 
Landon James is all man. And he’s been watching over me.
Why does that make me all warm inside? 
And why do my knees shake when he calls me angel?
One thing is for sure, everything I thought was right is now wrong. Does that mean my feelings are wrong too? Warning: this quick read contains over-the-top declarations, insta-love and molten hot moments between a younger curvy girl and the older man who swore to protect her.