Renting Romance is finally here!
He’s a porn kingpin, she’s a virgin… and his best friend’s younger sister. It’s a pairing directly off one of his fetish sites. He promised to keep his distance, but no one else can help her get over her public performance issues when it comes to her ballet.
Andrew Newton owns one of the largest chains of adult content sites in the world. Spending his days looking at dirty pictures should be the ultimate dream, but only one woman matters. Mercy Rowe is the one who got away. When he’s invited to her wedding, he sees the chance to put the past behind him. He doesn’t expect her younger sister Susan to be far more trouble, temptation, and innocence than Mercy ever was.
Susan glanced at the artwork on the desk, then did a double-take. She tilted her head to one side and studied it more closely. “Is that supposed to be erotic?”
“It is.” Mercy sounded amused.
“But it’s so… I mean… I don’t understand how that’s physically possible.”
Andrew leaned back, one ankle on the other knee. “When a girl meet’s a guy who’s really well hung—”
“That’s not what I mean.” Susan pursed her lips, still staring at the image. “That pose looks really painful, and this is coming from someone who can put her foot behind her head.”
Andrew swallowed a groan at the image Susan’s admission provoked, and tried to ignore Mercy’s glare. He’d promised not to corrupt Susan, but there was no reason he couldn’t have a little fun. “Sometimes pain is the point.”
Susan’s cheeks turned a charming shade of dark pink. “I’m not talking about a slap to the behind or a little hair pulling. This is an I’ve got a cramp, and if I don’t walk it off soon, I won’t be walking for days kind of agony. I’m sure camera angle is important for that money shot, but at least make it plausible.”
This discussion shouldn’t be turning him on the way it was. “I’ll make a note to tell the photographer. Would you like to put your experienced eye on the rest of this campaign creative?”
Susan bit her bottom lip. Everything from her curious gaze to her flush to her quickened breathing said she was turned on. Fuck, if Andrew wasn’t tempted to push a little harder, to see how far things could go.
“You know what?” Irritation edged Mercy’s voice. “We’re almost done here. Susan, do you want to wait in the lobby, and I’ll be right out?”