Celeste Thompson is a college drop-out working multiple jobs to pay off debts from school and her father’s hospital bills. One of those jobs is as a phone sex operator – and even though she’s a 27-year-old virgin, she’s pretty good at it. She’s become desensitized to the whole thing, but one night she takes a call from a man named Alex whose dark voice and dirty words push all the right buttons.

Liam Whiscombe runs his own company and living as a rich bachelor works well for him. Witnessing his mother’s many failed attempts at marriage, he’d rather just not bother with it. The loneliness only gets to him every now and then. Which is probably why he ended up calling a phone sex number and talking to Cassandra, a woman whose voice made him want something he never had.

When Liam’s mother asks him to hire the daughter of a man she was married to twelve years ago as a favor, he reluctantly agrees. Celeste takes a job offer out of nowhere even though it means working with her ex-stepbrother, because she needs the money. How many days at work, and how many late-night phone calls, will it take for them to realize just who they really are?

This is book one in the Taboo Trio series and can be enjoyed independently.

Publisher’s Note: This contemporary romance contains elements of mistaken identity, adult themes, mystery, sensual scenes, and mild power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

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She was standing at a dresser, unloading everything from the drawers that had stayed dry, and I moved up behind her. She looked up into the mirror, staring at me in the reflection as I placed my hands on top of hers, stilling them. She must have seen the hunger in my eyes because a stifled sound of need reached my ears a moment later.

I leaned down, brushing her ear with my lips before I began to speak.

“That question you asked me in the restaurant? About why I was so drunk? I lied when I said I couldn’t remember.”

“I know.”

I raised an eyebrow at her in the mirror, and she shrugged.

“Hmm. Would you like to know what the real answer is?”

“Yes please,” she whimpered while I placed a kiss on her neck.

“The reason I got so drunk that night,” I confessed as I began to run my hands up her arms until I was cupping her full breasts in my hands, the nipples poking my palms excitedly, “was because I saw something I shouldn’t have. And what I saw changed my life.”

She moaned as I squeezed her nipples through her thin shirt and bra, her ass pressing back against my dick. “What did you see?”

“I saw you. Here in this room. Over on that bed.”

I watched in the mirror as her face went from full of pleasure to full of confusion. “What… what do you mean?”

I turned her around to face me, knowing this next tidbit was likely to embarrass her no matter how turned on she was. I quickly pushed her pants off her, groaning at the sight of her light pink thong. She didn’t fight me, even when I unexpectedly lifted her up and placed her down on the top of the dresser. This made her the perfect height for me to bend down a little and get my mouth right at the same level as her already wet pussy.

I slowly pulled her panties to the side, a growl leaving me at the sight of her glistening lips. She canted her hips towards me, and I ran a finger gently up and down the skin I was about to put my mouth on. Meeting her eyes, I made the last of my confession.

“I saw you on your bed, touching that wet pussy of yours. You were topless, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the way your pretty tits trembled with every thrust and rub of your fingers.”

Her eyes had gone wide, her body stiffening in shock at my words. That’s when I closed the distance and began eating her cunt like it was the only way for me to survive.

“Fuck, Liam, that’s so embarrassing. I can’t believe you saw that!” She struggled to get the words out between moans and sighs with every lick and nibble I took of her.

“I think I might’ve been able to forget the sight someday. I might have stayed… If I hadn’t heard you moan my name right as you came.” I’d pulled my mouth away from her to say the last words, sliding two fingers inside her tight, virgin hole before I dropped the last bomb on her. I dove back in, focusing my lips and tongue on her clit as I curled my fingers against the front wall of her pussy and rubbed, feeling the way she gushed around my fingers.

“You… heard… that?”