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Sharon Tice seems to have it all. She’s beautiful, confident, sexy, and holds an executive position in her father’s prestigious firm. But when her father puts her in charge of his latest building project, Sharon soon discovers that her life is missing something…Mark Antonious Richfield.
Mark is one of Los Angeles’ most eligible bachelors, charming, charismatic and successful. His first encounter with Sharon takes him by complete surprise. The attraction between the two is undeniable and when they give in to the impulse to satisfy it, and one another, it’s positively explosive.
After his first taste of Sharon, Mark is left wanting more, and the sultry blonde is more than willing until she’s introduced to Jack, Mark’s roommate, and begins to suspect that they are lovers. Somewhere between rumor and innuendo lies the truth. Will Sharon put aside her fears and jealousy long enough to discover the possibility of love? Or, will it simply remain A Question of Sex? Editorial Reviews:
From L.T. Blue, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
“Conflict, love, envy, and desire... hot and exciting from the very first encounter.”
Excerpt:
Sharon dashed down the corridor, spotting Mark lingering in the lobby as the receptionist tried her best to flirt with him. Both parties turned to look as she rushed toward them, Mark’s confusion clear on his face.
“Did I forget something? Did you make a decision already?”
Seeing the young woman waiting for her to reply, Sharon chided, “Don’t you have a phone to answer?”
When she quickly lifted the ringing phone, Sharon moved closer to Mark. “I loved the design.”
“Oh? Good. Then perhaps you’ll have some influence over your father.”
“Yes, I will. Could we just step out into the hall for a moment?”
Mark turned to where she gestured and walked out of the glass doors to a hallway with two side by side elevators.
Thinking on her feet, Sharon said, “I’ll walk you down.” Then hit the elevator button.
“That’s not necessary. I’m a big boy.”
“I’ll bet you are,” she breathed and looked down at his crotch.
“Pardon?” Mark asked.
When the doors opened and Sharon could see no one was inside, she shoved Mark into the elevator and backed him into the corner.
“Miss Tice!” he laughed at her forwardness. “Are you seducing me?”
Pushing the stop button on the elevator so it halted between floors, Sharon pressed up against him and sighed. “Smart as well as gorgeous. What talent don’t you have?”
“Won’t Daddy Tice be upset?” Mark dropped his portfolio and touched her shoulders gently through her silk dress.
“Frig Daddy. Kiss me.”
She was delighted when he wrapped his powerful arms around her and drew her close. Opening her lips to his she received his tongue with pleasure. While his mouth was busy she ran her hands down his chest, feeling the most exquisitely rounded set of pectoral muscles under his shirt, then moving lower she felt the top of his trousers with her curious fingers.
Hearing him groaning with delight as her painted nails ran up the length of his cock through the fabric, she felt him instinctively spread his legs, inviting more.
“Christ, you’re amazing…” she ate at his ear and his neck while opening his belt and zipper. What was she doing? She’d never done anything like this before! Oh, I know I’m going to hate myself for this…or maybe not!
“I could say the same thing about your breasts, Ms. Tice.”
“Do you mind if I suck your dick, Mr. Richfield?” she purred, loving the look of longing in his eye.
“No. I don’t mind a bit, Ms. Tice.”
She lowered slowly down his body, using her hands to read his torso like Braille. Crouching before him, she lowered his tight briefs and revealed his cock. “Damn, you are perfect.”
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