Beautiful Stranger by Christina Lauren
“What you’ve been calling me.”
“And what’ll you call me when you’re about to come?” He gave me another small kiss.
My heart jerked hard in my chest at the thought. “I don’t think it matters what I call you, does it?”
I knew when he laughed a little at my reaction that my eyes must have nearly popped out of my head. I wasn’t a prude, and I wasn’t closed to the idea of erotica; I’d simply never gone looking for it. “Not much.”
“Not much? Or not any?”
“I’ve read some romance novels . . .”
He was already shaking his head. “I’m not talking about soft-focus covers with sweaty bare-chested men. I mean books that tell you how the woman feels when the man penetrates her. How she aches when he slips his tongue inside her. How he describes her flavor when she asks him to. I mean books that describe the fucking.”
What do I want? I struggled to find the right answer, suddenly more than a little overwhelmed with the enormity of that question.
You over me.
You under me.
Your laugh in my ears.
Your voice in my chest.
Your wet on my fingers.
Your taste on my tongue.
I think I want to know you feel the way I do.
The Beautiful Series Reading Order
(novels stand alone, with some character overlap)
1.5. Beautiful Bitch
2.5. Beautiful Bombshell
3.5. Beautiful Beginning
3.6. Beautiful Beloved
3.6. Beautiful Boss (February 2016)
Escaping a cheating ex, finance whiz Sara Dillon's moved to New York City and is looking for excitement without a lot of strings attached. So meeting the irresistible, sexy Brit at a dance club should have meant nothing more than a night's fun. But the manner--and speed--with which he melts her inhibitions turns him from a one-time hookup and into her Beautiful Stranger.
The whole city knows Max Stella loves women, not that he's ever found one he particularly wants to keep around. Despite pulling in plenty with his Wall Street bad boy charm, it's not until Sara--and the wild photos she lets him take of her--that he starts wondering if there's someone for him outside of the bedroom.
Hooking up in places where anybody could catch them, the only thing scarier for Sara than getting caught in public is having Max get too close in private.