He wasn't. I mow the Dawson’s yard while rich housewife Tracy lounges by the pool, watching me from behind her dark sunglasses. Her flirtatious banter and low-cut swimsuits fuel my fantasies, but I try to stay professional.One day, Tracy leads me into the guest house to pay me, and I start having impure thoughts. When she asks me to have a little afternoon delight...well, what guy could resist?When Tracy admits her husband was home and watching us from the house, I panic and worry about getting my ass kicked. But handsome and dominant Eric Dawson makes me an offer I can’t refuse, turning my whole world upside down.This is book one in The Landscaper Series."...I was impressed with Stone's clean, slick writing...I'm just glad the second book was already on my Kindle when I finished this one. I couldn't have waited." - author Patient Lee

    But business is slow in the run-up to Christmas, when businessmen and bankers are too busy bickering over bonuses to rent themselves a little high-class action. Though Jared’s wallet finds the downtime unnerving, the rest of him rather enjoys the opportunity it gives him to admire Tristan, an old hand in the club whose reputation usually sees him well-booked. Jared has been crushing on Tristan for months – he’s no more immune to Tristan’s cockiness and confidence than the johns, and those are just Tristan’s inner qualities. Just as Jared’s about to chat Tristan up, a businessman asks for something a little different: he wants to book them both. They agree – and Jared finds himself going from crush to mind-bending lust as he’s made the pawn in a sexual power game. Tristan shows him how a pro handles a john while delivering the top-shelf sex for which the Market Garden is so rightly renowned. This 10,000-word short story was previously published.

    They share their kinkiest adventures. And ultimately, they share themselves with an abandon they never knew possible. From voyeurism to wife-watching to group sex, they push their boundaries and cross every line they have.Find out what happens when five sexy twenty-somethings get trapped together with a week’s worth of liquor and nothing to do but party.

    Especially when that woman was Tess, Cullen's best friend's girlfriend. To make matters worse, Rael, a sophisticated and very much male acquaintance, is along for the ride, and seemingly content to stir up Cullen's long since suppressed curiosities.Wound up from the sexy ride over, Cullen finds himself the center of a rather sexy competition, as Tess and Rael jockey for position to see who will get to lay claim on Cullen.Stunts involve a raunchy game of poker with a live sex act, a game of chase in the kitchen that ends up in bondage and a spanking, an orgy of five guys and one woman in a hot tub, and a lot more frisking, teasing, and tantalizing.Warning: Contains public exhibition, light bondage and voyeurism

    When a huge, black wolf-like dog with green eyes jumps into her news van, Elain has no idea her life will drastically change. Aindreas, Brodey, and Cailean Lyall aren't just triplets--they're Alpha shape-shifters running a Florida cattle ranch. They've never found their One, the woman destined to be their mate. Until the day of the Arcadia Highland Games, when both Brodey and Cailean lock onto Her scent. Brodey shifts and gives chase, then goes home with Elain and confirms she is their One. When Prime Alpha Aindreas mistakenly thinks Elain's already taken and refuses to use force to claim and mark her, Brodey and Cailean must resort to trickery to learn the truth about the wedding ring Elain wears and work to convince her that triple trouble could very easily put her into seventh heaven in their arms. A Siren Erotic Romance

    The mysterious billionaire who is no more than a shadow. Are the rumors true? Does he actually exist? Michelle isn't usually the adventurous type. Tonight, however, is an exception to the rule. After her boss kept her late and ruined the plans she had laid out for the evening she is determined to prove to herself that he doesn't own her. Stopping at the nearest bar, she quickly finds herself in foreign territory. The outside wall is lined with motorcycles, and inside their riders. "Just a quick drink," she tells herself before swallowing the lump in her throat. Little does Michelle know that her stop is going to be anything but quick. She's soon going to find herself taking orders from the mysterious billionaire, and she's going to be doing it all night long.

    When her boyfriend dumps her a week before the holiday, she turns to her friends Mikhel and Zach for comfort, never expecting more than a fun evening and peck on the cheek as the New Year begins. But as the night progresses, Mikhel and Zach seem different, almost animalistic. Definitely dangerous. And her friends are acting more like lovers. Acting like they both want her. She knows that the time will come when she has to choose between the two men. When Mikhel offers the option of her taking both men as her lovers, Taylor doesn't know what to do. One thing for sure, no matter what she decides, it's going to be a wild ride. "Reader Advisory: Contains a scene of male/male sexual interaction."

    As a woman Marked to be the mate of an Alpha pair, she’s not going to find happiness anywhere other than in the arms of two Alpha werewolves. So, off she goes with her sisters in tow. ‘Cause yeah, she’s one of the plump Wickham triplets, and they’re all being carted off to werewolf speed dating.Keller and Madden, Ruling Alpha pair, can’t believe their luck. They’ve found their mate, and she’s more than they could have ever hoped for. She’s feisty with spirit to spare, and lush curves that they want to trace with their tongues. They can’t wait to solidify their bond and get to know the beautiful woman who is to rule at their side. But first, there’s the minor inconvenience of a challenge to the death…

     Sunday Night Dinner Club, Book 1 When Spencer Allen arranges an impromptu date with Chelsea Holden, the beautiful restaurant owner he’s lusted after for months, he discovers an unexpected obstacle in his quest for true love—his best mate. Levi Barret’s always been reluctant to give his heart to one woman, until Chelsea catches his attention. Now he’s finding it difficult to think of anyone else. Levi’s interest in Chelsea could spell the end of a lifelong friendship…or the beginning of a whole new relationship. Warning: Be sure to keep a safe distance from the oven. When things heat up in this kitchen, sparks are going to fly. (This novella is 25 000 words in length. It can also be found as a part of the bestselling Down and Dirty box set and is intended for mature audiences 18yrs+) "Book 1 in a new Jess Dee series and I'm already hooked and craving more. Once again Jess Dee writes a carnal and emotion-filled ménage that's sexy as hell and doesn't take the easy road. I loved everything about this novella! EVERYTHING! I could have read on forever about Chelsea, Spencer and Levi!" (MaggieReadsRomance) "So damn hot! I got really excited seeing that this was Book 1 in the Sunday Night Dinner Club and I can’t wait to see what comes next in this series!" (Slick Reads, Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews)

    As the owner of The Wicked Horse, an elite sex club located along the Vegas Strip, I never spend the night alone. I don’t grant favors and will rarely give you the time of day—unless I want you in my bed. So when the sister of my sworn enemy shows up asking for help, saying “no” should be easy. But all I see is the opportunity to help this beautiful woman while exacting revenge on her brother, and I am not about to pass that up. Beaten and bruised, Trista Barnes is running out of options, and, unfortunately for her, I’m her last chance to get out of the mess she’s in. She doesn’t know why I despise her brother so much, but as long as I can help her, she doesn’t care. And while I am more than happy to keep her safe, I intend to do so while opening her up to a sinful world she never knew existed.As Trista falls into the wicked world of guilt free pleasure with no regrets, my feelings of possessiveness begin to grow. But when she finds out I used her as my pawn for revenge, my wicked favor may cost me everything.

    His last attraction to an alpha male got him into an abusive relationship, and now ogling two hot members of the Australian volleyball team on Laguna Beach gets him harassed yet again. Australian Gareth Marshall needs to come out. A lifetime of hiding his orientation from his best friend and volleyball partner, Edge, as well as everyone else around him, has left him hurt and frustrated. When Gareth gets a load of David posing nude as the Michelangelo statue in the famous Laguna Pageant, he knows his days in the closet are numbered. And David is more than willing to help him take the first step out of the dark.But Gareth’s teammate, Edge, has secrets of his own, and David's ex-lover will never be happy without David under his thumb. With everything stacked against him, can a gay Laguna man find happiness with an alpha male – or two?

    But Molly isn’t your average slave. She and Clayton share a serious, full time dynamic. Mephisto feels a weight of responsibility he isn’t used to, and worse, an intense attraction to Molly, the partner of his friend. Mephisto is determined to sublimate his inappropriate desires and provide a challenging and instructive week for the devoted slave. He subjects Molly to orgasm denial, speech restriction, scenes of erotic torment, even an orgy where she is made to service his friends. Along the way, he experiences unfamiliar jealousy, and deep cravings to possess her himself. Throughout the week, he is also haunted by persistent questions. Is she happy being a 24/7 slave? Or is there another Molly trapped beneath her submissive, surrendered gaze? If you've read Club Mephisto, you know this story from Molly's perspective. Now, prepare to relive the experience from Mephisto's point of view... Publisher's Note: this 32K-word erotic novella depicts "total power exchange" relationships that some readers may find objectionable, as well as sado-masochism, objectification, orgasm denial and speech restriction, caging, anal play and double penetration, BDSM punishment and discipline, M/f, M/m/f, M/m, orgy and group sexual encounters, and voyeurism. This is a retelling of the book Club Mephisto from the dominant point of view.

    Only small cover alterations, and minor editing updates to the story, have been made.* * * * *Friends for much longer than they’ve been lovers, Taryn and Richard enjoy each other’s company while looking for “Mr. Right”. When they meet Caleb the attraction is instant and mutual–for all three.Caleb wines and dines them then shows them how good it can be if they trust him to lead the way. One night is all it takes to prove that the three of them are a perfect match, at least in the bedroom. Taryn has to decide if explosive sex and the feelings that are quickly overtaking her are worth the risk of losing it all - she knows only too well that you can’t count on fate to always go your way. Richard sees Caleb and Taryn as the perfect couple - but isn’t so sure there will always be room for him. Caleb has to suppress his urge to tie them both to the bed until they understand that they belong with him, - but if they don’t come around soon, he’ll be pulling those ropes out after all.

    No cheating. No cliff-hanger. No male on male action. Just three handsome, rich guys pleasing one curvy lady and one big, and very hot, happily ever after for all four of them.This is a revised and expanded edition that includes a longer ending and extra steamy scenes!

    . . and then three hunky bank robbers took me hostage. Sure, I'd always dreamed of escaping my life, but I was thinking Greyhound bus - not getaway vehicle! Then I started asking questions, and I found out about their rules. These guys have more rules than a grammar class. Except their rules are shockingly dirty. And way more fun to memorize. They're letting me stay for now, but I'm never supposed to ask their real names. Or where they're from, or why they lead this life. And we can never, ever think about tomorrow. Here's a secret: I'm starting to suspect my tough-as-nails outlaws might have tender-as-taffy hearts. And every night I go to sleep wishing this didn't have to end.