Best
Friends with Benefits
Most Likely To #1
Most Likely To #1
By: Candy Sloane
Releasing
March 14, 2016
Entangled Brazen
Entangled Brazen
Blurb
Valerie
Barkin and Alec Rogers survived bullies, awful parents, and seriously shitty
social standing the only way best friends can—together. But with the unexpected
sexual tension suddenly flaring between them, surviving their ten-year high
school reunion might be a different story…
Val
hasn’t changed. She still feels like the stringy-haired band geek the popular
kids teased, but Alec has definitely changed. He’s now the front man for the
Grammy-winning rock band Chronic Disharmony, with the sexual reputation to
match. And he’s more than willing to help Val rock the reunion.
And
then it happens—a drunken game of Seven Minutes in Heaven—and their
fourteen-years-long foreplay comes crashing to the forefront…changing
everything.
Seven
minutes turns into a weekend of mind-blowing, no-strings-attached sex. But
these best friends won't be able to leave their hearts out of it forever, not
when the most meaningful benefit could change their relationship for good....
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He shouldn’t want this. She was his best friend. But he
couldn’t stop.
Even in the dark, he could sense her curves. Ample breasts
just begging for a skimpy tank top, her ass plump in that tight little skirt
and insistent for a strong squeeze, or a smack if she was being naughty.
The way her gaze locked and her breath met the speed of
his own as he erased the last bit of space between them, he was sure she was
naughty. Very naughty. That she would welcome the palm of his hand.
And just like that, his best friend had made him hard.
“I don’t hear anything in there,” Randy Tines yelled from
outside the door.
“I think we’re supposed to be kissing,” Alec said, his
cock so rigid he thought she could feel it through his pants.
“You mean each other?”
“We could just make kissing noises,” he suggested,
thinking of his lips teasing along the inside of her collar, biting off button
after button of her shirt and spitting them out like watermelon seeds.
Hell yeah,
he wanted to kiss her, her lips and her neck and the little spot behind her
knee that she had been kneading as they drove here. He knew it was crazy, he
knew it was wrong, but he wanted to be the guy to fuck Mr. Peanut out of her.
“Like this?” She pressed her hand to her lips and
pretended to make out with it, her eyes on him as her tongue slicked over her
skin.
His stomach rumbled in pure sexual hunger. One thing was
for sure—all that flute practice had been good for a lot more than music.
“That sounds completely fake,” he scoffed. Though
considering the way his cock fought against the fabric of his pants, that was
not entirely true.
Her bottom lip lay open against the inside of her palm.
“You think you could do better?”
He yanked her hand to his lips before she could protest,
before he could consider. He kissed it lightly at first, soft and drugging,
slid the tip of his tongue up to her wrist, until he hit the buttoned cuff.
“Maybe it should be me.” The words spilled out against the soft-as-sin fabric.
“What?”
“Maybe I should be the one to fuck you like you deserve.”
Val didn’t reply, just breathed out more peppermint, hot
peppermint against the skin of his face. Her eyes smoldered with want. It was
clear she felt it, too, the heat between them, the confusing, beautiful,
delicious heat.
He grabbed her forearm and drew her closer, slanting in to
her chest. The shock of their bodies against each other caused them both to
freeze. Not even a breath passed between them, but he knew exactly what he
needed to do.
He clenched the back of her head, and his lips dipped to
her neck, dripping down her skin like melting ice. Fuck, he had to taste her.
He opened his mouth, and his tongue lapped at her tender skin.
“Alec,” she breathed.
“Follow my lead.” He couldn’t stop, though she certainly
didn’t seem like she was asking him to. If anything, she was yielding to him.
He trailed a finger down the center of her neck, playing with the top button of
her shirt, pausing so he could think. Ten years. He could have gone to see her
so many times. He hadn’t at first because of how they’d left things after
graduation, and then because their careers got in the way and they had both
gotten into the routine of being like pen pals, but maybe he had really been
avoiding their attraction.
There was no avoiding it now. There was no thinking.
She needed this, and he was going to give it to her.
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About the Author
Candy Sloane is a pseudonym
for a Young Adult & New Adult author who needed to write some naughty books
her mother couldn’t read. She lives in Portland, OR and loves Lifetime movies.
She would tell you more, but this persona is a secret.
Twitter: https://twitter.com/candysloane
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