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When it comes to sexy geeks, Leo Martinez and Devlin Hawke are as hot as
they get. But falling for the wrong guy has always been Sidney Chase’s
forte. She’s not about to submit to her inner bad girl by giving in to
her secret fantasies about her sex-on-a-stick bosses. When she’s
accidentally exposed to the supercharged aphrodisiac in their lab,
Sidney tosses aside her inhibitions and unknowingly provides her bosses
with an eye-popping display of self lovin’ courtesy of the office
security cameras.
Despite their mutual craving for Sidney, Leo and Devlin made a pact
long ago to keep her off limits. The last thing they’d wanted was to
scare off their best PA by overwhelming her with their kinky tendencies.
Witnessing the arousing effects of their aphrodisiac elixir on Sidney
changes everything. Not only is she the answer they’ve been looking for
in regards to fine-tuning their formula, she’s the perfect woman for
them. And with a little help from one helluva sinful science experiment,
they’ll prove that love is far more potent than anything manufactured
in a bottle.
Warning: This red hot office romance contains 3 parts sizzling m/f/m
menage, 2 parts sexy and sweet geeks, one part wicked bondage and sex
toys, and a whole lot of combustible chemistry. Safety glasses required.
Excerpt (NSFW)
Devlin
grabbed his coffee mug and crossed over to his office. He powered on his tablet
and scrolled through his emails. Nothing much exciting beyond a few tech
newsletters he subscribed to and an ad for penis enlargement. He deleted that
one and settled in to peruse the article on 3-D printing. Halfway through his
read he was hit with the odd certainty that something was off about the
placement of his paperclip dispenser. Frowning, he leaned back in his chair.
“Hey, were you messing with my stuff?”
A grunt
came from the other side of the wall. “Yes, because clearly I have nothing
better to do than drive your OCD ass crazy.”
“Well, you
are a maniacal motherfucker.” Devlin made a point of loudly plopping the
dispenser back into its proper position. “And it’s not OCD. I use the stapler
more often, so it should be front and center, not the paperclips.”
“Admitting
you have a problem is the first step in recovery.”
“Asshole.”
Chuckling, Devlin finished up his coffee and returned to the kitchenette for a
refill. He was waylaid on the round trip to his office with Leo’s request to
fetch his reading glasses from the lab. After tossing out a few teasing digs
about his partner becoming an old man, Devlin made tracks down the hall and
fished his badge from his pants pocket.
The moment
he stepped into the lab he was struck once again with the peculiar sensation
that something wasn’t quite right. As much time as he spent in the space, it
was practically his second home. So with that said, if his Spidey-sense was
telling him that a detail wasn’t as it should be, he was damn well going to
listen up.
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