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250 pages, ebook
First published January 16, 2017
“If this woman was lingerie, I’d strip it off and then properly show her who is in charge.”
“If our relationship was lingerie, it’d be fur-lined handcuffs, latched around you, the key lost, escape impossible.”
“If our love was lingerie, it’d be leather, thin strips of binding that could withstand a hundred years of war and peace, fights and love-making. It would yield and give, yet never rip or break. It would be built to last, to wear forever.”
If our relationship was lingerie, it’d be fur-lined handcuffs, latched around you, the key lost, escape impossible.
Sometimes, I love her so much it hurts.
“He should have told me this. He should have told me this years ago, before I fell in love with him, before he injected his soul into my veins and I became addicted.”
I hired her to fix my company, to bring Marks Lingerie back to life. I didn’t expect her to become my friend. I didn’t expect to fall in love with her.
The first rule of business is to never touch your employees. I think there is another rule about not falling for your best friend—a rule against imagining the curves of her body, or the way her breathing would change if I pulled down her panties and unzipped my pants.
Now, I can’t wait any longer. I’m tossing out the rules.
Damn the company.
Damn our friendship.
Damn my fears.
“I’m not the easiest person to work for.” He leans forward, his forearms resting on the desk, and runs the fingers of one hand over the knuckles of his other. “I’m temperamental, and terrible with instructions, and I can be a real asshole.” A hint of a smile appears, then he sobers. “But despite what you may have heard about me, there are certain lines I don’t cross, and fucking my employees is one of them.”
“STOP.” He holds up a hand. “You’re about to ruin all my future fantasies about you.”
“Ha.” I roll my eyes. “Little chance of that.” I frown at him. “Besides, you aren’t supposed to have fantasies about me, or anyone else at [work]. In case you missed the memo, the CEO is a real dick about fraternization.” I smirk at the thought of his last all-company email, one that spanned three pages, all devoted to ensuring that our hands are kept to ourselves, and our minds are clear of the gutter.
“You’re confusing the rules. I’m allowed to have fantasies; I’m just not allowed to act on them.”
“I’ve never wanted to kiss a woman so badly in my life. To bury my hands in her hair and dominate that mouth. My hands twitch on the leather back of the chair. I stop myself from moving forward and pulling her across that glass desk…”
I could tell her how I feel and plead for her heart. I could come inside of her, and have her for the rest of my fucking life. I could scare her away and lose her forever.
“Why should society judge me for it? I get it, though. I understand the stigma, the flinch of the mind when confronted with the idea.
There is a long beat where her eyes hold mine, a challenge flashing out, clouding the arousal. My dick is confused, and so is my head.
I open the door and escape into the hall, into my domain.
If this woman was lingerie, she’d be black leather, with studs along the seams and enough of a dominatrix vibe to give a man pause.
If this woman was lingerie, I’d strip it off and then properly show her who is in charge.
"If our love was a lingerie, it'd be a corset, one laced so tightly that it takes your breath."
"In five minutes, I could make her mine. In ten minutes, she'd be calling me her god. In twenty, I could propose and she'd beg me for a lifetime more."
"To Marks. And to bonding with coworkers."
"If our relationship was lingerie, it’d be fur-lined handcuffs, latched around you, the key lost, escape impossible."Kate Martin is determined to make a name for herself. When a prestigious position opens up as creative designer at Marks Lingerie, she is focused on landing the job. When she interviews for the position, she is instantly attracted to the owner of the business Trey Marks. Trey is quite enamored by Kate and hires her. In desperate need of saving his company, Trey will do anything to keep his hands off of Kate so that she can keep her head in the game.
"If our love was lingerie, it would never come off."Trey and Kate share an easy friendship that continues to develop over work lunches, extravagant trips, and lingerie fittings. The sexual tension between the two is percolating, and although it is abundantly clear that they are meant to be together, Trey continues to push Kate away, and Kate continues to allow herself to be pushed. Will these friends be able to move into the lovers zone and final quench their thirst for each other?
“I just want to tell you that I love you.”Told in dual POV, Love in Lingerie is sure to please romance fans who enjoy a slow burn friends to lovers romance. The pacing is quick with short chapters and an overabundance of sexual tension riding on the line. I thoroughly enjoyed the scenic locations that Kate and Trey visited while the lingerie company flourished. While I was desperately waiting for these two to come together, I appreciated the friendship they shared. Alessandra Torre knows how to steam up the pages on my Kindle, and she certainly did not disappoint when the moment finally arrived for these two to find their way!
“This is market research, Kate. I’m just examining the product. Now, open your legs before I pull them apart myself.”
No one else can hurt me like this. No one else’s opinion is as important. No one else can break my heart as easily as he could mend it.
If my need was lingerie, it’d be blood-red, with lines that scream for attention.
"When a kiss waits for a thousand days, it erupts like a cyclone-a slow unfurling of lips, of tongues, hands ripping, clothes flying, hot swirls of breath met with a clash of frantic desire."
"I've never experienced chemistry like this, each taste of her tongue, each shift of her body, the yank of her hand in my hair-each one fans the flame."
"We broke up last week."
"What?..Why?"
"You want the long or short answer?"
"Both."
"She wasn't you."
“This is market research, Kate. I'm just examining the product. Now, open your legs before I pull them apart myself.”