Nearing thirty, Tori Anderson is a top notch go getter
attorney from Philadelphia. All difficult cases are handed
to her, knowing she will carry them through at any cost to
her personal life. Tori is driven from the need to care for
her mother currently in an Alzheimer's nursing home.
Traveling for the next 3 days she will end up in New York
City to seal the deal between her client Jerry Tollefson and
the CEO of Excorp Corporation. Tori has her list of Rules of
Negotiation that she always follows throughout her dealings.
Rules of Negotiation #1 is to beware of sexy CEOs.
Confronted with the sex-on-a-stick CEO Brit Bencher, she is
also aware of his title "The Slayer" in the bedroom.
Arriving at the initial meeting with Brit, he pursues Tori
and insists on dinner. Now why would he be personally
interested in her? She isn't a sexy model type as he is
known to associate with. Coming on to her he admits simply,
"I want you". In reality, he intends to use her to obtain an
interview for his sister, Melissa, with one of Tori's
clients. He even knows that Tori has turned down a Supreme
Court clerkship but doesn't know that it was to remain with
her mother. Totally seduced by Brit at the restaurant is
just the beginning of the hot, hot sensual sex between the
two. Will Tori discover Brit's motives? Will there be
adjustments to Tori's Rules of Negotiation in the near
future?
This is not the first book I have read from Inara Scott and
it will certainly not be the last. She has such feeling and
complete understanding of her characters that they come to
life on the page. She always displays the warm and fuzzy
feeling with flare and rejuvenates the meaning of "love" and
definitely "hot sex". This struggle of two people totally
dedicated to success in business, is emotional and extremely
entertaining. RULES OF NEGOTIATION is a page turner if I
ever read one!
He let her make the rules…
NYC’s most eligible bachelor, Brit Bencher, is also known as
The Slayer for his reputation in the boardroom…and the
bedroom. And he’ll do anything to take care of his family,
even seduce high-powered corporate attorney Tori Anderson in
the hopes of getting her to reveal confidential information
about one of her clients. But for the first time in his
life, he finds he’s falling for a woman.
…and then he started to break them.
After juggling the demands of her career and the stress of
caring for her ailing mother, Tori Anderson doesn’t have
time for relationships—but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t
want to feel like a woman. When Brit offers a no-strings
attached fling, it sounds like exactly what she needs. But
what will she do when Brit decides he won’t take “one night
stand” for an answer? When Tori uncovers his lies, will he
lose his chance with her forever?
Excerpt
Brit's finger brushed the inside of her knee. In the
uneven glow the planes of his cheek bones were defined by
dark shadows. Her throat momentarily swelled shut.
"You have an advantage over me," she managed to choke
out. "I don't have spies. I don't know anything about you."
That wasn't precisely true. She had studied his profile
before the meeting. But it was public information, nothing
nearly as personal as her Supreme Court clerkship, or even
her work with Solen Labs. Brit Bencher had assumed control
of Excorp at the tender age of twenty-five, fresh out of
business school. He had taken a small, failing corporation
and turned it around. Ten years later Excorp was a giant,
publicly traded enterprise with offices in five countries
on three continents. And Brit had become legend for his
hard-driving, soft-spoken style.
"What would you like to know?"
It was a reasonable question, but his hand had landed on
her knee and she was suddenly having a hard time putting
together complete sentences. "I don't...I mean..."
He reached over and touched her cheek. The tip of his
thumb brushed across her lips. "We only have a few minutes
before we pull up to the restaurant. I should probably save
my life story for dinner, don't you think?"
His thumb was turning her brain to Jell-O. She pulled
his hand from her face and took a deep breath. "Why don't
you start by telling me why you picked this restaurant?"
His teeth glowed in the dark interior of the car. "Okay,
if you're determined to do some talking, how about this? I
tell you about the restaurant, you let me kiss you again."
He settled his hand around hers. The warmth of it
traveled down the length of her arm to her stomach, where
it caused a smoldering ember of desire to burst into flame.
"Deal." Anything to get him to stop touching her long
enough to regain her wits.
"I used to live in this neighborhood," he began. "When I
was young, we didn't have much money, and we only went out
to eat once a year—for my mother's birthday.
Alessandro's was her favorite. So now I celebrate here when
I settle a deal." He traced a lazy circle on the back of
her hand. "My turn." He inclined his head and covered her
lips in a soft, feather-like kiss.
She froze, almost panicked by the powerful response of
her body. Gently, his mouth moved across hers, then slid
down the side of her neck. His delicate touch left a
waterfall of sensation along her skin. He moved up to the
hollow behind her ear, and then nipped gently at her
earlobe.
His hand cupped the side of her face, holding her as he
returned to her lips and deepened the kiss. They meshed
perfectly, exploring mouths and tongues with increasing
intensity. Tori arched her back, her breasts aching,
needing more contact, more pressure. But he did not touch
her anywhere else. Only his mouth ravaged hers, leaving her
utterly defenseless. When he sucked gently on her tongue,
she dug her nails into the soft leather seat and restrained
the urge to drag his body against hers.
Dimly, she felt the car slow, then stop. Brit placed one
last kiss on her bruised, tender lips, and smoothed a curl
back behind her ear. "Thank you," he murmured, "for the
appetizer."
© 2003-2025 off-the-edge.net
all rights reserved Privacy Policy