ISBN: 9781419919862

Hard Candy Ellora's Cave Contemporary Romance February 27, 2009 Format:  e-book A golden ticket to a hedonistic club, that’s the marketing idea Lenore Byrne offers her newest client Pallator Sinclair as a way to promote his Innocent Pleasures Candy Company. Candy that is for adults only. Landing this account will make her career and it doesn’t hurt that her client is damn sexy. Pallator has been up and down Madison Avenue, but no one gets his vision for his company. That is, until he meets Lenore. He offers her the chance of a lifetime, a tour of the hedonistic club. It’s an offer she can’t refuse, but can she turn down his other offer? To completely let herself go with the sinful man she hardly knows. Read Excerpt | BUY

Lee wanted to touch his copper skin, run her tongue over his chiseled body and over his cock. It had been far too long since she felt the weight of a man against her, had the feel of skin-to-skin contact.

What she wouldn’t give at that moment to win the golden ticket prize and discover his body at Thrust. The very idea made her wet with need.

“If you’ll have a seat, Mr. Sinclair, I can get started on my marketing idea to launch your Innocent Pleasures Candy Company.”

Flashing her a smile, he turned and she watched the roll of his hips, the way his Armani suit molded to his taut ass. Oh god, what would it be like to grasp his butt while he thrust into her?She bit her lip again, her pinstripe suit was suddenly too constrictive.

Pallator Sinclair took a seat and leaned back, lacing his fingers behind his head. “What have you got for me, Lenore?”

Swallowing hard and trying to ignore the sex appeal across the room, she began her Power Point presentation.

“We’ve done a market survey and—”

“I’m sorry,” he said cutting her off. “I know the logistics. I’ve had the same presentation a thousand times before. What I want from you, Lenore, is how are you going to get people to buy my candy the day it launches? What promotion are you going to use?”

Shocked, she blurted out the first thing that came to mind. “A golden ticket.”

Pal cocked his eyebrows. “A golden ticket? I’m intrigued, explain.”

“A golden ticket—only five—the chance for each winner and a guest to travel to an exclusive hedonistic club in Arizona. It’s what you’re selling, Mr. Sinclair, is it not? A sexual aid candy, so let the winners go to a place that can offer up every sexual desire imaginable.”

A smile tugged at his lips. A feral, devouring smile that caused her nipples to harden and her knees to knock. “I like it, Lenore. What is this place called?”

“Thrust, it’s an exclusive club. Only the very wealthy can afford it. Most of the demographic who would be buying your candy would give their eyeteeth to go there.”

Pal got up and wandered toward her. She could smell his spicy cologne, or maybe it was him, whatever it was it sent a jolt of fire through her veins.

“Thrust, you say? I think you could be onto something, Lenore, but I like to check out investments before I commit. So before I buy five couples tickets, very expensive tickets I might add, I would like to visit Thrust and check it out. And since you’re my advertising guru, I want you to come with me.”

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