Katee Robert joins the Serve series with her hot new romance, MISTAKEN BY FATE!
When Ridley Ethridge arranges a night in NYC’s premier BDSM club, she doesn’t expect to see the wrong twin when the blindfold comes off but seducing Garrett Reaver might be the best thing that ever happened to her.
MISTAKEN BY FATE:
The man she should want, or the man she craves…
Fashion designer Ridley Ethridge thinks she’s found the perfect, stable sort of guy in her childhood friend Will Reaver. With seduction in her sights, she arranges to rock Will’s world at an exclusive club that caters to those with adventurous and erotic appetites. What happens next is both intense and satisfying—until Ridley’s blindfold comes off to reveal Will’s twin brother. The same twin who broke her heart eight years ago.
Former soldier Garrett Reaver hasn’t ever gotten Ridley out of his system. And now that she’s before him in all her submissive glory? He’ll be damned before he lets someone else have her, especially his brother. Because Garrett and Ridley have some seriously unfinished business to take care of, and it starts now. And this time, he’ll show Ridley how exquisite a relationship with him could be…if their past doesn’t catch up to them first.
“Did you touch yourself today?”
“Good girl.” He slipped his hand up her skirt and pulled off her panties, grinning against her skin when she lifted her hips to help. “Spread your legs.” She hesitated, and then obeyed, hooking her legs on the outside of his. He spread his knees, forcing her to be wide open. The cabby couldn’t see shit because they were directly behind him, but he knew all too well what the thought of What if? could do. Little tremors shook Ridley’s body as he pulled her skirt up, baring her completely. “You were jealous.”
When she didn’t say anything, he squeezed her thigh. “Answer me.”
“Yes, okay. I was jealous. I didn’t like the way she looked at you.”
He wanted to crow in victory, but there were more important things to worry about now—like driving Ridley out of her mind with pleasure. “All he has to do is turn around, and he’ll see what I’m doing to you.” He circled her clit. “He’ll know that this pussy is mine to do with as I please, and he’ll be one jealous motherfucker because he might get a look but I’m the only one who touches you.” When her eyes drifted shut, he pulled tighter on her hair. “Watch the rearview mirror, baby. He knows what’s happening back here. He’s desperate for a peek.”
He reached up and yanked the shoulder of her dress down, baring her breast. She gasped as he pinched her nipple. “I didn’t give you permission to speak. If you forget the proper way to address me again, I’m going to fuck you right here in front of the cabbie. Do you understand?”
Her breath hissed out. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good.” He soothed her nipple and then fixed her dress.
Whatever he told her, he had no intention of sharing the show with anyone, let alone a cab driver. Her reaction, however, indicated that she’d love the idea of someone watching. He had a little exhibitionist on his hands. It was something he stored away for future use. He ignored the voice telling him that there would be no future use—only tonight.
As they wove through traffic toward his apartment, he played with her, never doing enough to make her come, but keeping up her desire until she was shaking and biting her lip. They turned onto his block, and he pulled down her dress to cover her. Though he was reasonably sure that she knew the score after what she’d said on the sidewalk, it paid to be explicitly clear sometimes. “If you come up to my place, I’m going to fuck you, Ridley. Is that what you want?”
She swallowed. “Yes, Sir.”
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About Katee Robert
New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. She found romance novels at age twelve and it changed her life. When not writing sexy contemporary and speculative fiction romance novels, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her wee ones, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.