Nine Kinds of Naughty + Giveaway





ABOUT THE BOOK

 

Title: NINE KINDS OF NAUGHTY

Author: Jeanette Grey

Series: Art of Passion, #3

On Sale: February 7, 2017

Publisher: Forever

Trade Paperback: $12.99 USD

eBook: $5.99 USD


 

NOT SUITABLE FOR WORK

Lexie Bellamy can handle a boardroom. Relationships, however, are a minefield that always blow up. When a business trip takes her to Spain, Lexie knows she'll have no problem closing the deal. But spending uninterrupted one-on-one time with her crazy-hot coworker might be more than she can take.
 
At the office, Lexie gets to call the shots. But this trip is the perfect opportunity for Dane Huntley to show his gorgeous boss how good it can feel when someone else takes charge...

Miles away from home, giving in to Dane's naughty commands feels so easy. But when the trip is over, Lexie's determined to go back to their professional relationship. Dane, though, has other ideas. He'll have to prove that what they've found together is real... and he has no intention of letting go.

 My Review

This is the third book in this series. Although, it can be read separately. I like that Lexie is a strong and powerful woman, who commands respect. Yet, at the same time she is able to strip down and allow Dane to be the dominate one in the bedroom. Which, I admit that their sessions in the bedroom were spicy. It did not just start in the bedroom but on a plane. Talk about mile high club. Despite, the sexiness I did not react to the sex scenes. Additionally, the rest of the story was fine but I do wish that there was a little more meat to it. However, this is still a quick and enjoyable read. There is more to Dane than just a pretty face. I am glad that Lexie found someone she could trust in Dane. They are good together.

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THE ART OF PASSION SERIES

 

SEVEN NIGHTS TO SURRENDER, #1

EIGHT WAYS TO ECSTASY, #2

NINE KINDS OF NAUGHTY, #3

 










ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Jeanette Grey started out with degrees in physics and painting, which she dutifully applied to stunted careers in teaching, technical support, and advertising. When she isn't writing, Jeanette enjoys making pottery, playing board games, and spending time with her husband and her pet frog. She lives, loves, and writes in upstate New York.

 



















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When they arrived at whatever bar had been next on the list, Lexie pulled out a stool at one of the high-tops they managed to commandeer with a groan. Dane stepped into the space beside her while the rest of the guys filled in around them.

He hadn't exactly stayed glued to her side all night, but he'd never been far away. Still, this was the closest he'd stood since they'd first arrived. All her reasons for keeping him at a distance had seemed so important at the beginning of the night, but with every hour that passed, it became less and less of a concern.

She'd already let loose more than she usually did. How much worse would it really be to lean into him a little? Tip her head until it rested against the broad strength of his chest or bury her nose against his throat and drink the woodsy maleness of his scent?

A lot. It would be a lot worse.

Fighting the temptation, she plunked her elbows on the table and dropped her head into her hands.

Dane's warm chuckle brushed the back of her neck like a caress. "You holding up all right, Ms. Bellamy?"

"Lexie," she insisted, the word muffled by her hands. Slurred. "And I'm fine." Flexing her feet, she shifted her head, twisting her neck to the side so she could slot open her eyes and look at him. "If I'd known we'd be walking between bars, I'd have changed out of these heels, though."

"Well, that would be a pity."

His gaze flashed dark, and for half a second, she was back on the plane, stripped down to her bra and panties, Dane standing over her and growling at her not to take off her shoes.

She gave a full-body shudder. "Sadist."

"Sometimes. Yes."

Oh, hell. 


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