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  • Undefeated #excerpt

    “I cannot have any sort of relationship with a client!” she hissed, her body rigid. “You know that!”

    “Didn’t stop you before,” he taunted.
    “You weren’t a client then,” she choked. “But you’re right—I should have stopped. Oh boy, am I regretting it now!”
    And she tossed her clipboard onto the table, pointing a finger in his face.
    “Are you trying to ruin this for me? Is that what this is? Your ego can’t bear it, so you’re going to make sure I lose this contract? Or maybe ruining my reputation forever will settle the score. You tell me, Nick! What do you want from me?”
    She was breathing rapidly, and two points of colour marked her cheeks in an otherwise chalky complexion.
    He prowled toward her, his jaw clenched, his hands balled into fists.
    “What do I want? I want to fuck you so hard you’ll never forget it’s my cock that’s been inside you. I want you screaming my name. I want you to say it wasn’t a mistake. That’s what I want, Anna, and it’s fucking killing me to not even touch you!”
    He was so close, she could see the flecks of gold in his angry eyes, smell the salty sweat on his skin, and feel the heat from his large body.
    She remembered. She remembered it all. The way they’d moved together, the way his neck corded and his eyes squeezed shut when he came, the way he’d tucked his face into her neck, his breaths racing.
    Her body filled with heat.
    “Oh, God! I…”
    Nick didn’t let her finish the sentence, although it seemed unlikely that words would come to her.
    One large hand wrapped around her waist, jerking her toward him, and his lips covered hers possessively, his tongue invading her mouth.
    Her head screamed no, but her body was in the driving seat.
    Anna’s hands scraped over Nick’s short hair, and when her fingers scrabbled futilely against the bristles, she wrapped her hands in his damp t-shirt, tugging him forward so their bodies were pressed together.
    She lapped the salt at his neck, dragging her tongue stud over his skin in a way she knew that made him crazy.
    He half growled, half groaned as she yanked the t-shirt over his head and he ripped her blouse open, the buttons popping and skittering across the floor in all directions.


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    Stuart is a retired England International Rugby League player who’s career spanned 16 years as a professional playing for several top League clubs.  He has had several major injuries that nearly ended his career just as in Undefeated, the amazing collaboration with Jane.
    Currently he is a Personal trainer living in Cheshire, and has an online fitness program: Fear Nothing Fitness.
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    Jane enjoys watching surfers at her local beach, and weaving stories of romance in the modern world, with all its trials and tribulations.
    She’d had the best fun working with Stu on this story. And there’s definitely more to come!

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