Rendezvous Series

All she wanted was some Vitamin D in her life.

I was a basic bitch. My job was fast-paced, stressful, and a time suck, but I loved it. What I didn’t love was there was little time for the best kind of stress relief.

I was looking for a little D in my life. Okay, I was looking for a big D, but only for a limited time. Because I needed three things. I needed someone who didn’t know me professionally. I needed nothing but casual, and, most importantly, I needed to come.

That’s where Dominick Reyes comes in. He was nothing like me and was so far removed from my world we might as well live in separate countries. It was perfect, because all I wanted from him was his dick.

Unfortunately, fate wanted something else.

All she wanted was to improve her skills when it came to the C.

I was the girl next door…with a few extra pounds. My job was demanding and kept me on my toes, but when I was deep in a case, it left me little time for relationships. And because of that, I had some complaints in the bedroom.

What I wanted was for someone to teach me to be a better lover. I needed someone I trusted with my body without the fear of falling in love and someone who wasn’t looking for anything more than sex. And I needed a man who knew how to use his body.

That was where Cade Nichols came in. He was my older brother’s best friend and anti-commitment. And my brother just challenged him to sleep with only one woman for one month. I offered to help Cade win that bet—as long as he helped me learn my way around a cock.

What I didn’t bet on was life not going as planned.

All she wanted was to find a man who knew his way around her P.

I was probably what you would call a boss bitch. I was the youngest judge in the state—and a female one at that. My job was the hardest thing I’d ever done, but it was also the most rewarding. If only my private life were just as satisfying.

What I’d gained in my professional life, I’d lost in my personal one. Which meant I’d lost the man who knew my body as well as his own. The man who knew every single thing that turned me on and how to make me come. Too bad for me because, now, he was the guy no one could live up to.

That was where Preston St. James came in. That man knew how to worship my pussy, and I didn’t need to find a new guy when my ex-husband could give me exactly what I wanted. Exactly what I needed.

But maybe I should have taken into account what he wanted. Me.