Alpha Billionaire, Part II- The First Teaser (And a Release Date)

ALPHA BILLIONAIRE, PART II TEASER & RELEASE DATE

Alpha Billionaire II  will be released on September 9th, 2014. You can purchase part I on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iBooks, and Kobo.

Here is the first teaser

Prologue

“Touch me, tease me, never leave me,

Kiss me, lick me, I won’t think you’re easy,

Fuck me, blow me, close your eyes

I’m going to take you on the ride of your life.”

He whispered in my ear as his fingers trailed down my stomach and closer to my panties. “Do you like this, Evie?” His voice was raspy, more urgent and his eyes searched mine. I stared back at him with my heart pounding. I shivered at the look of desire in his eyes. I was in over my head and I knew it. He smiled then, a warm satisfied smile as if he could read my mind. His fingers stopped their journey and he grabbed my hands. “Are you ready for what’s next?” He pulled me towards him, not blinking. I nodded slowly, barely believing that I was agreeing to his offer. “Good.” He said before his lips crushed down on mine, claiming what was his. I melted against his chest and kissed him back passionately, wanting to be an active part of this journey he wanted to take me on. His hands squeezed my shoulders as he kissed me and I cried out as he pulled my hair roughly. He chuckled at the sound and pulled away from me. “You need to toughen up if you want to do this. Do you understand.”

“Yes.” I finally whispered a reply. “I understand.”

It was then that I heard the door close. We hadn’t been alone.

“He knows?” I looked up at him in confusion, anxiety running through my veins.

“Yes.” He stilled. “He knows.”

The end 

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It was only meant to be one night.

Evie Johnson was doing her best friend a favor when she agreed to work a bachelor party as a dancer. She hadn’t expected to meet a man like Grant Slate. A man so handsome and cocky that she couldn’t help but be attracted to him when he asked for a dance.

And when he asked her for a private dance, she didn’t want to say yes, but she couldn’t stop herself. Before she knew it, she was being whisked off to his private mansion and entering his home for one night of passion.

Only Evie had no idea what she was getting herself into. Grant Slate was not the man he’d appeared to be at the club. He wanted more from her than one night of passion. He was a man with secrets so deep and dark that Evie was unsure just what she was going to do.

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Alpha Billionaire- The Second Teaser & Release Date

ALPHA BILLIONAIRE Teaser #2 and Release Date

Alpha Billionaire will be out on August 17th. Alpha Billionaire is a three part serial.

“Tell me, Peaches, why are you working here? You look so uncomfortable.”

“I’m working for a friend. I sighed and made a face. “I know how that sounds. Cliché right? Broke college girl trying out stripping for fun or whatever. But I’m not in college, and this isn’t fun. But I am broke and my roommate told me I can make five grand for the night.” I shrugged. “And she said no sex or anything, so I figured how hard could it be?”

“So you’re new to all this?”

“Yeah.” I nodded. “Couldn’t you tell?”

“I could tell when you burst out of the cake that you had no idea what was going on.” He laughed.

“Yeah, Crystal and Starr didn’t look too impressed.” I groaned as I thought back to the two girls expressions.”But hopefully, they didn’t notice.”

“I doubt anyone really noticed.” He spoke again. “Most of the guys are wasted.”

“Yeah, it’s a bachelors party.”

“I kinda noticed that.” He laughed and I blushed. He reached over to me and his fingers trailed down my neck. I held my breath as I wondered what he was going to do next. Please don’t let him try and grope my breast, I thought to myself. And please don’t let him try and reach even further. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do if he tried to finger me or something. I closed my eyes for a second, wondering what I should do when he sat back.

“You look nervous.” His voice was soft as he whispered into my ear. I opened my eyes and gave him an awkward smile.

“No.” I squeaked out, thanking God that his fingers were no longer on me, though my body wasn’t as happy. My body had quite liked his warm fingers on my skin caressing me.

“How about that dance now?” He sat back in the chair and smiled as the music changed. A loud fast number I didn’t know was playing and I stood up nervously.

“You can do this.” I whispered to myself, though I had no idea what I was supposed to do. Was he expecting me to take my clothes off? Was he expecting me to rub myself all over him? Was he expecting that he’d be able to touch me? I wanted to groan as I started dancing in front of him, my face burning a deep red. He sat there, his eyes watching me like a hawk as I moved back and forth awkwardly.

“Don’t be nervous.” He growled as he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him. I stumbled into his lap and adjusted my position so that I was straddling him. That had been a mistake. I could feel his hardness in-between my legs and I bit down on my lower lip as I felt myself growing wet. This was so embarrassing and I knew he could tell I was turned on because he was grinning as he stared at me. His hands lay on my hips gently and he started rocking my body back and forth.

“Just dance on my lap.” He leaned forward and his tongue licked my ear. “That way we’ll both feel good.”

“I don’t know.” I mumbled as I moved around on his lap. I could feel him growing harder beneath me and I was starting to see how easy it was for the lines to become blurred in situations like this. I felt like I was dryhumping him. I was starting to feel more turned on that I normally felt before sex with someone I was dating. It made me feel like I was a bit of a slut. Was I basically getting a guy and myself off for money? I groaned as I felt the man moving me back and forth faster, my breasts were hitting his chest now and I felt his slide down in the seat a bit, so that my breasts were now slapping his face. I tried to push his hands off of my hips, but he just shook his head.

“No, don’t stop.” He muttered and I licked my lips nervously. I was the one giving him the dance, but he was definitely the one in control of everything that was happening.

“I think I have to stop now.” I whispered hoarsely as I felt his mouth on my nipple and his fingers on my ass as I moved back and forth.

“Not yet.” He groaned and I felt his hand between my legs for a second as he undid his zipper. “Ten more seconds.” He muttered and I realized he had pulled his cock out of his pants and it was now sitting between my legs as I moved back and forth. I jumped up after two seconds as I felt his hardness right next to my wetness.

“No way, Jose.” I shook my head and looked down at him. “Sorry, I can’t continue with this dance.”

“What if I offered you twenty grand to finish it?” He sat there staring at me with narrowed eyes.

“No, sorry.” I watched as he tucked himself away again.

“What about one-hundred thousand dollars?”

“To finish a dance or to have sex with you?” I mumbled horrified that I was even considering his offer.

“A hundred thousand to finish the dance.” He smiled at me and stared at me expectantly.

“With your, you know what out?”

“Yes, with my cock out and between your legs. Your panties would be off.” He said shortly. “No penetration though.”

“No,” I said softly. “Sorry, I can’t do that.” I shook my head and sighed. “As much as I’d like to make a hundred grand, I can’t do that.”

“Are you sure?” He asked me softly. “I’d pay you in cash.”

“I’m sure.” I nodded and looked down at the floor. A hundred grand would go a long way.

“Good.” He jumped up and took my hand. “Come with me.”

“Huh?” I looked up at him in confusion.

“You passed my test.”

“What test?”

“I’ll explain more later. Let’s go and get your stuff.”

“What?” I frowned, feeling confused. “What are you talking about?”

“We’re leaving.”

“I can’t leave. I haven’t gotten paid as yet.”

“I’ll give you the five grand for tonight. Go and grab your stuff, put your clothes on and meet me outside in ten minutes.”

“Uhm, I’m confused.”

“I’ll explain more later.” He squeezed my hand. “Now do as you’re told and go and get your stuff.”

“Okay.” I nodded and sighed. “I guess I can–”

“Peaches.” He placed a finger to my lip. “Be quiet. Go and get your stuff and meet me outside. You now have seven minutes.”

“Okay, by the way, what’s your name?” I changed the subject to hide my irritation.

“I’ll tell you when I meet you outside.” He grinned and I felt his fingers on my stomach tracing a trail around my bellybutton. “I’ll tell you everything when we meet again. Don’t be late. You won’t like it if you’re late.”

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Alpha Billionaire- The First Teaser

Alpha Billionaire- The First Teaser

Alpha Billionaire is a three book serial from Helen Cooper. The first book will be out in August 2014.

The Teaser

“How do I always get myself into these situations.” I groaned as I found myself in a room with three naked girls.

“Sorry, what did you say?” Starr grinned at me, glitter all over her face and body.

“Nothing.” I shook my head. “I was just wondering what outfits we’d be wearing.”

“Outfits?” Starr gave me a crazy look. “What outfits?”

“I thought we’d be wearing outfits tonight…” My voice trailed off. Oh my God, I was going to kill XYZ.

“Don’t worry honey.” Starr laughed as she adjusted her blonde wig. “XYZ told me you’d be taking over for her tonight and you might not be down with going naked. You can wear a bikini and pop out of the cake.”

“Pop out of the cake?” I frowned. “What does that mean?”

“It means you’ll jump out the cake and do a little dance.” Another girl Crystal spoke up as she joined the conversation. “Unless you’d rather give dances?”

“Uhm, the cake sounds fine.” I said weakly. “I’ll still get five grand?”

“Yeah.” Starr nodded. “Though you could have made more if you did the dances.”

“Oh?”

“I’m thinking I’m going to get about 25k tonight.” She grinned. “These rich guys pay well for some booty shaking.” She danced all the way to the ground.

“But you have to be naked?” I asked, trying to avoid staring directly at her jiggling breasts.

“You don’t have to be.” She shook her head. “But these rich guys, that’s what they want. They want it as freaky as can be. Shit, I’m willing to be freaky for 25k.”

“How freaky?” I asked, as my heart stopped. Was I going to be witnessing sex or something?

“Don’t worry girl.” Crystal shook her head. “We’re classy girls.” She pasted two stars on her nipples. “We don’t fuck em or give them blow jobs. We just dance.”

“Yeah, we’re not hoes.” Starr pouted her lips and applied some bright red lipstick.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to suggest that—“ I started but stopped as Starr started laughing.

“Girl, it’s not that serious, trust me.” She handed me a bikini. “Put this on. Mark’s going to wheel the cake in soon. You’ll stay in there until you hear a bang. Then just pop out. One you pop out you can do a little dance and then just come back in here and wait for us.”

“That’s it?” I looked surprised. “I guess I can do that.” I took the bikini from her. It was basically two pieces of string.  I held it in my hand and took a deep breath. Did I really want to prance out of a cake in a string bikini? Not really. “Do you have any other options?” I asked Starr hopefully. “I’m not sure this is going to compliment my body.” I laughed awkwardly and Starr and Crystal started laughing. “Is that a yes?” I asked hopefully.

“Girl, just put the bikini on.” Crystal rolled her eyes. “It’ll be fine. And make sure to take your glasses off.”

“Oh?” I bit my lower lip. “I left my contacts at home.”

“Girl, I don’t care if you left them in an elephants butt.” Crystal rolled her eyes. “You ain’t going out there with no librarian glasses.”

“Not unless that was part of your dance.” Starr added. “These men, they love them a dowdy librarian turned sexpot.”

“I won’t be able to see much.”

“You don’t need to see nothing.” Crystal responded. “Just hurry up and put the bikini on. We got to go out in a bit. If we’re late, the guys will be mad.”

“Okay.” I sighed and looked around. “Is there a changing room for me to put this on?” My voice drifted off as they both looked at me as if I were crazy. “Or I can just change here.” I sighed and undid my jeans. XYZ really owed me. This was going to be so awkward. I didn’t care if I was popping out of a cake, a bunch of random guys were going to see me in a string bikini that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. I cringed as I pulled the top on. It was so small, that I knew my boobs would pop out with one wrong move. The only saving grace was that my nipples were covered. I pulled the bottoms on and frowned as I realized that my ass was hanging out completely in the thong bottom. I would never wear a bathing suit like this normally. And when I say never, I mean not even if someone gave me $100. I laughed to myself as I realized I was doing it for five k though. Oh the humiliation. I looked down at my body and ran my hands over my stomach. No one could ever mistake me for a Victoria’s Secret model.

“Don’t worry.” Starr looked at me with a smile. “These guys don’t want stick and bones. They like women with a bit of meat on them.”

“Uh, thanks.” I smiled back at her, not sure if that was a compliment or not. I didn’t want to be referred to as someone with a bit of meat on her. I wanted to be thin and beautiful with a flat taunt stomach and defined abs wouldn’t hurt either. Though, I knew that wasn’t something to be worried about right now, as I couldn’t turn back time.

“Hey, do you guys have any bronzer?” I asked quickly thinking about a magazine article that I’d read that said you could some definition to your body using makeup.

“Yeah, here.” Crystal handed it to me. “You’re looking a bit pale.”

“It’s for my stomach, not my face.” I responded, my face burning.

“Oh, oops.” She made a face at Starr and they both laughed.

“It’s fine.” I sighed. “I haven’t been able to tan much recently.

“It’s fine, many guys like the pale look.” Crystal made a face, her dark olive skin glowing as she looked me up and down. “Peaches and cream they call it. You can call yourself Peaches tonight.”

“Sorry what?” I frowned.

“Your. Name. Tonight. Will. Be. Peaches.” Crystal said slowly. “If any of the guys ask you.”

“Oh okay.” I shrugged and applied the bronzer to my stomach, hoping to give it definition.

“Unless you’d rather be called something else?”

“Like what?”

“What about tight pus—“ She began and Starr giggled and touched her shoulder.

“Be nice, Crystal. We still need Peaches to jump out of the cake. That was a requirement for the night.”

“Fine.” Crystal rolled her eyes. “You ready?”

“I guess so.” I took my glasses off and put them in my handbag. “What do I do?”

“Wait here. We’ll get the cake. Just sit in it and jump out when you hear a loud bang.”

“Okay,” I nodded. “That sounds simple enough.”

 

***

I sat in the cake listening to the music booming and the sounds of a lot of men talking. I was starting to feel hot and I could feel the sweat running down my body. I tried to shift, but there was no where to move. And then I heard a loud bang. “Is this the signal?” I muttered to myself as I sat there. I heard another bang and then popped up out of the cake. “TA DA.” I screamed as I jumped up, the cake flying everywhere. My eyes were fuzzy as I looked into the room, but I could tell that everyone was staring at me.

“You were supposed to wait for the loud bangs.” Crystal screamed at me as I stepped out of the cake awkwardly.

“I heard the bangs.” I said feebly as I listed the bass of a rap song playing in the background. Was that the bangs I’d been hearing? I made a face and then tripped forward as I clambered out of the cake. I felt two hands grabbing a hold of my arms as I tripped and I looked up and saw a masculine face looking down at me. “Sorry.” I mumbled and looked away. I couldn’t really make out what he looked like.

“No worries.” His voice was deep as he stood there in front of me, his hands still on my arms. His fingers pressed into my skin and I shivered slightly at the feel of his cool hands on my warm skin. “Do you need a hand?”

“No, I’m fine. Thanks.” I pulled away from him and then looked for Crystal and Starr to see what I should do now. However, they were both busy giving two guys lapdances. Hmm.

“Do you need help?”

“I’m fine.” I shook my head and bit my lip. I could see my $5k going down the drain if I just stood there. “I’m trying to figure out what to do.”

“Maybe you should give a lapdance?” He suggested with a hint of humor in his voice.

“I don’t think so.” I shook my head as I looked around the room at all the men in their business suits.

“Dance then?”

“I guess so.” I sighed. “This sucks.” I muttered

“Sorry what?” He leaned towards me and I stared into a pair of bright green eyes that were mere inches from my face.

“Nothing.” I swallowed as I focused in on his face. He was hot.

“Your friend is looking you. I suggest you get to work.” He whispered into my ear and I turned and saw Crystal giving me a death stare. I sighed and started moving back and forth to the rap song.

“Hey sexy.” An overweight balding guy whistled at me from a few yards away. “I’ll have a lapdance for a stack.”

“A stack?” I repeated back at him and took a step back.

“A stack of hundreds.” He grinned and held up a wad of cash. “What’s your name?”

“Peaches.” I said hesitantly. I really didn’t want to give him a lapdance.

“Come on over Peaches. I like my peaches with cream. You can be the peaches and I’ll provide the cream.” He joked and I froze.

“She’s with me.” The guy in front of me pulled me into his arms. “Right Peaches.”

“Uh, yeah.” I nodded slowly. “Sorry, he asked me for a dance first.”

“Whatever.” The bald guy turned away.

“Thanks.” I whispered to the guy in front of me and tried to step back. “That was a close one.”

“Where are you going?” His voice dropped and his expression looked serious. “I want my dance.”

The End

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Four Week Fiance (The Agreement)- The First Teaser

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 His name is TJ Walker. He’s 28, hot as can be and he’s my brother’s best friend. Which means he is off-limits to me. Some may say 28 is too old for my 22 years, but I beg to differ. Guys my age are just way too immature. I need a man and not a boy. And the man I want is TJ Walker. Only I can never have him. Not that he wants me. To him, I’m just Cody’s little sister. I’m a girl in his eyes. Not a woman. And while I was in high school, I accepted that. But now I’m out of college and I’m willing to do anything to change his mind. At least, I think I am. I mean, it’s easy to say you’re willing to do anything when there is nothing on the table. But who knows what I would do if presented with some real situations?

If you haven’t figured it out as yet I’m a realist and a pragmatist, while also being a dreamer. Don’t ask how that works. I don’t really know. My friend Sally says that I’m an enigma. I tend to agree with her; I don’t even understand myself sometimes. But back to TJ. He’s hot. Like really hot. Tall, dark, and handsome hot. Or as Sally would say take off your pants and fuck me tonight hot. Of course, I wouldn’t say that, well not out loud I wouldn’t. Though, I’ve had many dreams where I’ve said that and more to TJ. “Take me now, TJ,” being the phrase most often uttered in my dreams. And he always rises to the occasion. If you know what I mean.

You may be wondering, if I like TJ so much, why don’t I just go after him? Well, for one he’s my brother Cody’s best friend and has been for 20 years. So he’s known me since I was a baby and I guess that makes him think of me as his little sister. Though, I sure don’t think of him as an older brother. And I’m determined for him to notice me as more than a little girl. There’s just one problem though. I don’t really like him. I mean, I think he’s hot and sexy and I have dreams about him, but in real life he’s an arrogant asshole who thinks he’s God’s gift to women, thanks to the many hot women who throw themselves at him daily. So yeah. I have a bit of a moral dilemma on my hands. Should I go for it, knowing he’s an asshole or should I leave it alone, because he’s an asshole? I’m not really sure what to do. Why is it so important for me to decide now you ask? Well, he’s going to be spending the weekend with me and Chad and the parents at our lake house. It’s a tradition in my family to go to the lake house every fall, right before winter hits. And Chad always comes, because as I said before he’s practically a part of the family. I know, I know, I shouldn’t be fantasizing about my brother’s best friend like this. I grew up with him, he’s an asshole who teased me mercilessly. But all I can say is he’s hot and I can’t help that my body catches a fire when it sees him. And all that I can think of every night before I fall asleep is the kiss we shared when I was 16. It was hot. But it freaked him out. He was 22, and to him kissing me was akin to being a pedo.

So anyways, here I am packing my suitcase and I’m trying to decide if I should try and go seduction mode on him. That’s what Sally advised. Because yes, she is coming as well. And she is planning on going into seduction mode this weekend, only not with TJ, thank God. She’s after my brother, Chad. Eww. But who am I to stop her? My only problem is, if both of us are successful with our seduction plans, what are my parents going to think is going on? We can’t just disappear and there is no way we can have sex at the lake house. The rooms are not soundproof. I mean, I can try and be quiet, but if TJ is as good a lover as he is in my dreams, it’s going to be hard. And let’s just say that Sally will have a bigger problem than me. I lived with her in college and trust me, she doesn’t not what the word quiet means. I picked up two different swim costumes and tried to decide which one to take with me when the phone rang.

“Hello, Mila here.” I sang into the phone, assuming it was Sally.

“Mila?” The voice was deep and gruff and tingles ran through my arm to my fingers.

“This is Mila.”

“It’s TJ.” His voice sounded amused. “Auditioning for The Voice or something?”

“No,” I laughed. “I’m trying out for The X-Factor actually.”

“Oh,” he cleared his throat. “I would have though you would go for The Voice!”

“Why is that?” I said confused.

“Because they don’t see your face at first.” He said with a straight voice and it took a moment for his meaning to sink in.

“You’re an asshole.” I groaned at him, shaking my head at his diss. This is what I meant about him thinking he was my big brother. It was like he and Chad had sat down one day and discussed the responsibilities and tasks of being my older sibling.

“You gotta love it.” He laughed as if he thought his joke was hilarious.

“Not really.”

“Anyways, I was calling because Chad can’t pick you up later. He’s stuck at work until tomorrow morning, so he asked if I can pick you and Sally up and drive you up to the Lake House.”

“Oh, really?” I grinned into the phone, slightly excited, but then I remembered that Sally would be with us. “I guess that’s fine.”

“What time will you be ready?” He cleared his throat. “And an accurate time please, not a I’ll try to be ready, but I’ll keep you waiting for 30 minutes, sort of thing.”

“TJ Walker, shut up.” I groaned into the phone. “That was only one time.”

“It was one time too many.”

“Whatever. I’m sure all your dates keep you waiting as well.”

“Yeah, but I know I’m getting something from them that makes it worth it.”

I gasped and he laughed into the phone. “So what time, Milady Sadie?”

“7, but I’ll check with Sally to make sure she can make that.” I ignored his use of the nickname he and Chad had coined for me when we were younger. They had created a rhyme for me that went, “Milady Sadie, went to bathy, and she got a stupid navy. A navy wavy goofy baby, that is out Milady Sadie.” It made absolutely no sense, but the nickname Milady Sadie had stuck. I knew better than to get annoyed when they used it anymore. It only fuelled their teasing.

“Okay, Milady Sadie. Call me back and let me know.”

“You’re a child you know that TJ.” I couldn’t stop myself. “Only a little boy would call me a nickname from when I was a little kid.”

“You’re still a kid, Mila.” His voice was dry.

“No, I’m not.” I growled into the phone.

“Oh yeah. I forgot you’re a college graduate now.” He laughed. “You’re officially in the big girls club.”

“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes, even though I knew he couldn’t see them.

“Oh, yeah. I may be bringing a friend with me. I spoke to Chad and your parents don’t mind.”

“A friend?” I frowned.

“Yeah, her name is Barbie.”

“No, it is not.” I groaned into the phone, and tried to ignore the swell of disappointment that rose up in me as I threw the bikini’s down onto the floor. What was the point of me trying to seduce him, if he was bringing another girl up.

“Yeah, it is.” He laughed. “And she calls me Ken.”

“Are you joking? Why is she calling you, Ken?”

“I kind of told her my name was Ken when I picked her up at the bar two nights ago.”

“Oh my God.” I groaned into the phone and flopped onto the bed and closed my eyes. “Please tell me that is a bad joke. She did not actually believe you?”

“Of course she believed me.” He laughed. “Do just let Sally know, I’m Ken for the weekend.”

“What are you going to tell my parents?”

“Oh, Chad told me that they couldn’t make it. He didn’t tell you?”

“No.” I sighed. “No one told me anything.” I rolled over on my side. “Not my parents and not Chad. So you’re telling me that this year the family get-together is going to be me, Sally, Barbie and you?”

“You got it.” He laughed. “And Chad will be there tomorrow morning.”

“Great, that’s just great.”

“Don’t pout, Mila. You know it doesn’t become you.”

“Thanks for nothing.” I stuck my tongue out at the phone.

“Anyway, go call Sally and then call me back to confirm the time.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I like that.” He drawled.

“You like what?”

“When you call me, Sir.” He laughed. “I could get used to it.”

“I’m sure you could.” I paused. “But I guess you’ll just have to get Barbie to call you that.”

“Don’t worry, Mila. You’ll have a guy to call Sir soon.”

“I already have a guy.” I lied, slightly annoyed at his comment.

“What?” His voice changed and suddenly became brusque. “What guy?”

“Just a guy I’m dating.”

“You never mentioned him before.” He said sharply.

“Well, it’s a new relationship.”

“Hmmm.” He paused. “I hope he’s not another loser that dresses up in women’s clothing.”

“That’s not fair.” I protested, groaning as he reminded me of Richard, the last guy I dated. The one that was more interested in my wardrobe, than me.

“Hey, I’m just looking out for you.”

“Yeah, sure.”

“You don’t want to date another loser.”

“Do you have someone better for me?” My voice was shrill as he continued teasing me.

“I may.” He paused. “I just may.”

 

His For The Night Teaser

Some of you may know that I am no longer releasing the Her Secret Lover series and The Vacation is now going to be released as a novella book called His For The Night. The previous teaser I provided for The Vacation is no longer a part of the book.

I know it has been a while since I have released a book by Helen Cooper and I wanted you to know that that will be changing. I will be releasing His For The Night soon and then I have a 2 book series coming titled ‘A Night With Kane Cole’. The two books are Going There and Staying There.

And now for the unedited teaser from ‘His For The Night’

“Your client cancel on you?” The slow drawl startled her and she screamed as she opened her eyes.

“Don’t creep up on me like that.” She snarled at him angrily. “Why are you always around. Are you some sort of psycho or something?”

“Do you think I’d tell you if I was?” He laughed and shook his head as he surveyed her. “It does look like it isn’t your day today doesn’t it?”

“Oh shut up.” She sighed and leaned back again. “You have no idea.”

“Oh?” His voice piqued and he looked at her curiously. “I’ve been told I have a good ear if you want to talk.”

“Don’t you have something to do?” She looked at him in surprise. “I mean, asides from come to my rescue and bother me.”

“I was meant to go to dinner with a business partner.” He smiled. “But it seems like he is otherwise engaged.”

“Oh.”

“Yes. It’s unfortunate that I flew here just for this meeting but what can you do?” He shook his head with a wry smile. “Would you like to accompany me to dinner and you can tell me what ails you?”

“You want to take me to dinner?” She looked at him in disbelief. “Or is that code word to ask me if you can have me for dinner.”

“Well, I wouldn’t be opposed if you’re on offer. I am quite hungry.”

“Pervert!” She laughed reluctantly. “I am not on offer, no matter what my dress says.” She laughed. “But you know what, you can buy me a big juicy steak, with a baked potato and a big salad.”

“No drinks or desert?” He asked seriously with a twinkle in his eyes.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

“Where shall we go?”

“If it’s no bother, let’s just eat in one of the restaurants here. I’m too hungry to drive around and find another place.”

“Long day?”

“Something like that.” She groaned.

“Work problems?”

“You could say that- I have the boss from hell.”

“Well then, that could definitely pose a problem for you.” He laughed. “Why is he from hell?”

“He’s just a jackass, over-demanding, obnoxious. You name it, he is it.” She huffed.

“Why don’t you just quit? You shouldn’t work with someone who treats you like that.”

“Well, I don’t want to leave him in the lurch. He really relies on me and my skills. In fact, I honestly don’t think he could get as much done without me.” Holly wasn’t quite sure why she lied, but she didn’t want him to think she was some sort of loser, complaining about a boss she hadn’t even met as yet.

“Sounds like he needs to give you a raise.”

“Yeah.” She nodded in agreement. “I’m going to tell him you said that.” She laughed. “But let’s not talk about work, I’ve only got the weekend off and have to be in first thing Monday morning. I don’t want to dwell on it.”

“Sure.” He smiled. “I wish I had an employee like you. My latest assistant seems to have no work ethic. I think I’m going to have to fire her.”

“Oh wow.” Holly looked up at him in surprise. She wondered what profession he was in, that he needed an assistant. “What do you do?”

“Business stuff.” He smiled. “But that’s not important. Let’s go grab a bit to eat.”

 

 

“You have a very healthy appetite.” He smiled at her as she finished eating her crab cake appetizer.

“Sorry, I’m really hungry.” She laughed self-consciously and sipped some of the Merlot he had ordered for the table. “Are you going to tell me your name, I feel kind of weird calling you Don Juan.”

“Oh but I like it.” He leaned forward. “It tells me that you are thinking lots of sexy thoughts about me.”

“No I’m not.” She blushed.

“Yes you are and that’s okay because I’m doing the same Vixen.”

“Do you do this a lot?” She leaned towards him as well and stared into his eyes. “Do you try and get a different woman for your bed every night?”

“Of course not.” He laughed.

“So I’m special?”

“As special as any other one night stand would be.” His face grew serious. “Make no mistake, whatever happens is just for fun. I’m not looking for anything serious.”

“Neither am I.” She glowered at him. “I don’t even live in Vegas anyway.”

“Where do you live?”

“I’m not going to tell you, Don Juan.” She grinned inside at his disappointed look. He wanted to know about her but he wasn’t willing to share details about himself. Well, she wasn’t going to be the one doing all the talking.

“So you like the game?” He reached over and held his hand in his, tracing his finger around her palm. “Do you like to play games in bed as well?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“You’re very sexy Vixen. When I saw you earlier, you looked pretty but a bit of a miss. Now you look sexy, and I know you’re still a mess but I want to take you to my bed and do unthinkable things to you.”

Holly’s face flushed with embarrassment, anger and lust. “I’m not a mess.”

“You’ve tripped twice today and I’m pretty sure you paid for your room with a credit card you were unsure was going to go through. I’ll say you’re a bit of a mess.”

“You’re a real judging asshole, aren’t you?”

“Maybe.” He grinned. “So Vixen, tell me why this week has been so hard for you, asides from your boss from hell.”

‘The Vacation’- A Teaser

Here is an unedited teaser from ‘The Vacation’- Her Secret Lover.

Chapter 1

 “You’re going to think I’m crazy.” I stared into my best friend Asher’s eyes. “Oh no, what did you do Jess?” She stopped folding clothes and came and stood next to me.

“Well, nothing yet.”

“But?” She leaned towards me with wide eyes.

“I’m going on a vacation.”

“What?” She frowned at me. “How are you going on a vacation? You have no money.”

“Well thanks for reminding me of that.” I laughed and then sighed. “So, I kinda met someone.”

“What?” Asher flopped down on her bed in shock. “Already?”

“I know what you’re thinking.” I sat down next to her. “It’s too soon to be dating after Jared broke up with me, but this isn’t a date. Well you know.”

“Oh my gosh. You’re being serious aren’t you?” She shook her head. “Who is this guy?”

“Don’t judge me but I don’t really know him.” I laughed at her expression. “He came into the club last night and bought a dance. But he didn’t try anything funny. And he was really handsome.” I paused. “There was something about him that I really liked.”

“Like what?”

“Like the fact that he seemed like a nice guy and he was hot.”

“Jess, I don’t know.” Asher bit her lip. “This doesn’t seem right. I don’t trust the guys at your club.”

“I know, but he wasn’t like most of them.” I pleaded with her to understand. “He was really respectful. Honestly, I was surprised to see someone like him there.”

“Newsflash Jess. All types of men go to strip clubs.” Asher laughed. “I know you felt like you needed this job so you could pay tuition and rent.”

“Asher, you know this was the only way I could afford everything.” I looked at her with a hurt expression and she held up a hand to stop me.

“Jess, you know I’m not like my prick of a brother Jared, I’m not judging you for your job but please be careful. How can you go on vacation with a guy you just met?”

“I mean I don’t even know if he was being serious.” I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes. “We had a really interesting conversation as I danced about John Dewey and I was telling him my ideas about improving the education system.”

“You were not talking about your research?” Asher laughed.

“Yeah.” I grinned. “Thank God none of the managers heard me.”

“Okay, quick question. Were you naked?”

“Asher! I told you we don’t go naked. And I only take off my top 50% of the time. And there is no touching allowed.”

“You can’t tell me they don’t try and touch you?” Asher rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, some of them try.” I groaned. “But trust me, I hit their hands away hard.”

“I wish you didn’t have to work there.” Asher sighed and I reached over and grabbed her hand and smiled at her gratefully.

“Thanks Asher. It’s okay though. Honestly, it’s not as bad as I thought it would be.”

“Well, I guess that’s a good thing.” Asher sighed. “I just wish you would let me dad help you.”

“I could never do that Asher.” I sighed and turned away. “But I do love you and your family for offering.” I felt a wash of sadness pass over me as I thought about Asher’s brother Jared. He had been my boyfriend for about a year until about a month ago when he had dumped me because I would quit my job at the club. I understood why he had broken up with me; not many guys would be happy with their girlfriend working at a strip club but it had been my only option to make enough money to pay my rent and tuition in a short timeframe. I felt tears clump up in my eyes as I thought about the stress of the last six months. My dad had run off with his secretary, leaving my mom penniless and me without any money for school. A classmate had told me about a place that was hiring and paying big bucks and somehow I had found myself working at ‘The Club,’ an only slightly seedy strip club in the Upper West Side. I guess things could have been worse, I could have been expected to have sex or perform blowjobs, but all I was required to do was take off my top and give as sexy a dance as possible. I still felt weird pulling off my top every weekend for strange men, but I figured I only had to do it for about a year and then I would have saved up enough money to carry me through the rest of Grad school.

“I don’t understand why they can’t give you a scholarship.” Asher sighed. “And a stipend. I mean come on, you got into Harvard with more money.”

“I know.” I sighed. “But I wanted to go to Columbia, so I could stay in New York.”

“It just seems so unfair.” She frowned.

“It’s not your fault Asher.”

“I just feel guilty because you met Jared through me.” She bit her lip and I knew that she was really concerned. Asher and I had been best friends since the first day of college; we had been placed in the same dorm room and had bonded over our love of ‘Arrested Development’ right away. We had both been overwhelmed and excited that we were freshmen at Columbia University and had roamed the campus and Morningside Heights together the first few months. We had shared coffees at Max Café and bonded over Camus and before we knew it we were inseparable. I had spent the summers with her and her brother Jared at their mansion in ‘The Hamptons’ and while he had flirted back and forth we hadn’t started dating until we graduated from Columbia. Jared had been studying law at Yale Law School and had gotten a job at a big law firm in New York. He had taken Asher and I out to eat a few times and before I knew it, we were dating. That was until he gave me an ultimatum- quit working at the strip-club and take my family money or it’s over.

“I loved Jared, Asher.” I sighed. “I thought we had a good relationship but I understand why he couldn’t accept my job. I don’t suppose the partners at his firm would have been too happy to hear his girlfriend was a stripper.”

“You’re a PhD student at Columbia University Jess.”

“But I’m also a stripper.” I laughed. “Ironic isn’t it?”

“I hate your dad.”

“Hey, I’ve been lucky. At least he paid for undergrad.” I sighed. “And I know I could take out loans but $200,000 in loans would kill me. I couldn’t pay them back and do the job I want to.”

“Yeah, I don’t know that teachers make that much money.” Asher laughed.

“Yeah me either.” I turned towards her. “Do you think I’m crazy? Going on a vacation with a guy I just met?”

“Yes. Why are you doing it?”

I looked up at the ceiling and thought for a moment. “You know I’ve always been the good girl, done the right thing. I’ve only slept with guys I was in a relationship with. And look where it’s gotten me. Nowhere. So why not?”

“Will you sleep with him?”

I bit my lip and grinned. “He was hot Asher. Do not repeat this but I was turned on when I was dancing for him. I wanted him to touch me.” I laughed at her shocked expression. “Don’t be a prude Ash.”

“I’m far from a prude.” She grinned. “I’m just shocked to see that you are coming around to my way of thinking.”

“Well maybe you were right after all.”

“You know I always wanted you to be my sister-in-law but maybe it’s for the best that you guys broke up. Now you can find your inner Goddess.”

“My sexual goddess you mean?”

“Well you are 25.” Asher laughed. “It’s time to let your freak fly.”

“So, this guy. He has to be about 35.”

“What?”

“Yeah.” I laughed. “But he looks good for his age. Really good.”

“What’s his name?”

“He told me to call him Duke.”

“His name is Duke?”

“I don’t think so.” I bit my lip trying to remember exactly what he said. “He was pretty evasive. He said that he doesn’t normally do stuff like this but he was really attracted to me and thought we could have a good time. He asked me if I would be interested in spending the week with him. I told him I didn’t even know his name and he said “Just call me Duke.” And it felt right. He looked like a duke.” I groaned. “What am I doing?”

“Jess, don’t think about it too much.”

“He’s picking me up in a few hours.”

“Wait, what you’re going today?”

I nodded my head and watched as Ash’s eyes popped open.

“You just met him last night Jess.”

“Yeah.” I laughed. “I’m grabbing life by the horns.”

“Well you’ll be grabbing something.”

“Ash!!” I pushed her shoulder and she rolled her eyes.

“Come on Jess, let’s be real. You better take some of my packs of Trojans.”

“Oh my gosh, what am I doing?” The gravity of the situation suddenly hit me. “Am I really about to go on a vacation with a man I don’t know?”

“Well you haven’t had sex in 6 months.”

“Don’t remind me.” I groaned.

“But that should change by tonight.” She wiggled her eyebrows at me and I felt a flush of red stream across my face.

“Am I a slut?”

“No and I never want to hear you say that word again.”

“I know. If men aren’t called sluts why are we?”

“Exactly.” Asher sighed as she looked at her watch. “I’m sorry Jess but I have to get to work.” She stretched and yawned. “Tell me again why I work?”

“Because you don’t want to live on daddy’s money.”

“And why is that again?”

“Because you want to be an independent woman.”

“Oh yeah.” She grinned and jumped up. “Okay, shower for me. I guess I won’t be seeing you until…”

“I’m guessing this weekend?” I shrugged my shoulders. “Duke said it’s all a surprise but I’ll be back for work by Friday night.”

“So you’ll be gone the whole week.” Asher pouted. “I guess I’ll have to go to Monday night wing madness by myself tonight.”

“I’m sure there is a certain guy who won’t be sad about that.”

“We’ll see.” Ash shimmied out of the room and I laughed as I followed her out. I walked back into my room and pulled out my small suitcase and opened it up. I stood there staring at it wondering what I should pack and fell down onto the bed with my heart pounding. I couldn’t believe I was about to go on a vacation with a man I didn’t even know. Everything in my body was screaming and telling me not to go but there was one small part of me; I think my inner devil, and it was telling me to go and have the time of my life. I closed my eyes and thought about the events of the previous evening, picturing Duke’s face and the instant attraction I had felt for him. It wasn’t something that happened to me often; I had trained myself to not feel chemistry towards any of the guys who came into the club but there was something about him that called out to my inner siren.

“Hi.” I had walked up to him and he had smiled at me briefly, almost looking uncomfortable. I had been surprised, not many men who came to strip clubs were uncomfortable around me. They were usually doing everything they could to touch me.

“Hi.” He nodded and pulled out his phone.

“Want a dance?” I had persisted with him; something I had never done before. But I wanted to dance for this man. I wanted to see him look at me with lust and delight. He was extremely attractive with dark brown hair and blue eyes. He had a sprinkle of grey in his hair that made him look defined and sexy. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a ti-shirt that had said “Make Love Not War’ and I knew that he wasn’t the typical guy who had come in to get his rub-a-dub special for the night.

“I’m okay, thanks.” He had smiled at me briefly and looked away and I felt myself respect him even more.

“Hey long legs, how about giving me a dance.” An older man at the next table had called out to me with a lecherous look. “I’m in need of a release.” He grabbed his package and licked his lips. My face froze with distaste and I bit my lip unsure of what to do. I was pretty confident that the older man had on no underwear and was talking about a literal release. I shuddered at the thought and tried to think of an excuse when the man had spoken up.

“Actually, I think I would enjoy a dance.” He smiled up an me with a look of intimacy and I smiled at him gratefully.

“Thanks.” I walked over to him and mouthed softly.

“No problem. But I don’t actually need a real dance. No need to take anything off.”

“Are you sure?” I looked at him surprised. Guys were usually begging me to take everything off and more. It took everything I had in me to take off my top, I certainly wasn’t going to take anything else off.

“I’m sure.” He smiled at me reassuringly.

“Okay.” I stood in front of him and starting moving around to the beat. I straddled him on the chair and looked into his eyes as I moved back and forth. Within a few minutes, I had stopped dancing and we were having an intellectual conversation. I had forgotten I was in a strip club and felt like I was having a discussion in a coffee shop. It had been invigorating and heartbreaking at the same time. There I was, having the best conversation of my life and it was with a guy who would never respect me outside of the club now he had met me in it. It was one of the most depressing parts of the jobs. There were men I had met or seen in the club, that I had seen again in the ‘real world’ and as soon as they realized where they knew me from, all respect had died from their eyes. I was no longer the Columbia Grad student but the wanton stripper that would hopefully give them easy sex. I hadn’t really minded that they had treated me like that because I hadn’t particularly cared for them in the first place. But I felt a connection with Duke right away. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it but there was something about him that touched the most primal side of me.

I sighed as I started going through my clothes. I had been shocked when Duke had asked me to go away with him. It had seemingly come from no-where but I had said yes without hesitation. In the bright light of the day I was starting to wonder why he had invited me. I mean, he hadn’t even been interested in a lap dance last night. It seemed strange that he would be inviting me away for a sex-filled vacation. Something wasn’t quite adding up and I wasn’t sure if I had made the right decision in agreeing to go with him.

When the doorbell rang about 30 minutes later I debated not answering it. Maybe I could just call him and tell him I changed my mind. I crept to the door and peeped through the hall and studied his face as he stood there waiting patiently for me to answer. I felt my breath catch at his rugged handsomeness. This man was sexy. Every fiber of my being was attracted to him and wanted to be with him. I was surprised at how strong the feeling was; I couldn’t remember a time when I had felt such an extreme carnal urge. But as I slowly opened the front door, I knew that Duke was a man that I had to have. It was as simple as that. I didn’t want to analyze my feelings or lust too deeply because I didn’t want to talk myself out of what I was about to do. I only knew that I was opening many doors when I let him in and I hoped that one of them wasn’t the door to heartbreak.

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