Title – Conflicted
Authors – Alice La Roux & M.S.L.R
Cover designer – Emma Louise
Kaleb loves Serena. Serena loves Kaleb.
But what about Sean and Jen?
Three years ago Kaleb and Serena ended their affair, trying to make everyone else happy.
Now Kaleb is back in town and this time he’s determined to stay. He knows what he wants and he isn’t backing down, even if it means playing dirty. Can this couple move past the secrets and lies to find their second chance?
However, they aren’t the only ones hiding something. In this sexy workplace romance, nothing is ever just black and white. It’s messy, complicated… conflicted.
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About the Authors
Alice La Roux
Alice La Roux is a dirty minded, mouthy Welsh author with an English literature degree who is still trying to find her genre while dabbling in erotica, fantasy and horror. She’s a bookworm who reads anything and everything and is addicted to social media. Find her on Twitter or see random pictures of her dog and wine over on Instagram @AliceLaRoux. Feel free to add her on Facebook, she doesn’t bite…much.
M.S. L.R., lived in Los Angeles, California for eight years, then moved to Arkansas and has been living there ever since. She graduated Springdale High School in 2007. Currently, she has a full time office job and has two boys that keep her busy when she’s not at work or writing romance stories.
She loves to read, write, read and write!
Author M.S. L.R. has also published under Stefany Rattles.
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Copyright 2017 Alice La Roux and M.S. L.R.
Kaleb takes the dishes out to the kitchen before returning with another bottle of wine. He pours me a glass never breaking eye contact and I squirm in my seat a little. I’m so wet right now, I can feel my thong clinging to my damp skin.
His apartment is gorgeous, he’s filled it with candles and soft music but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t getting a little impatient. We haven’t been intimate since the other day and I miss the feel of him, the way he smells. I need him and each day it gets worse. I rub my legs together, trying and failing to casually unstick my panties. He laughs as he realises what I’m doing and takes a sip of his wine. I’m blushing now and my skin feels like it’s on fire.
“Take them off.” He commands and I want to but for some reason I feel shy. In the office we’d still been partially dressed. Even at the party we’d both been wearing clothes so for some reason taking my knickers off now makes me feel vulnerable.
“Would you like me to help?” He asks, looking at me with a mischievous glint in his eye.
I say nothing as he pushes my chair out before getting onto his knees before me. It reminds me of when he rubbed my feet in the store a few weeks ago. He slides his hands up my legs, we both watch absorbed in the movement as they slip over my thighs and underneath my dress. His fingers brush against me through the fabric and I swear I’m almost ready to come. It’s like my body is always on the verge whenever I’m with him and it’s just waiting for me to take that jump. I bite down on my bottom lip as he slides a finger inside my panties and run his fingertips up and down my slit, swirling the juices that are dripping out of me. I groan and shift in my seat as he smiles. My hands grasps at the tablecloth, clenching it in my hand as he finally sinks two fingers into me while his thumb grazes my clit.
“Should I make you come right here?” He asks, as he scratches his chin with his free hand. It’s like he’s pondering the question, when I just want to scream at him.
“Yes!” I reply. The word comes out louder than I intended as I move my hips so that his fingers go deeper inside me.