Instructing an Heiress

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When a hard-nosed CEO must get married or lose everything, she hires her womanizing best friend to teach her about men, but as the lessons progress so does her alarm as she finds herself falling in love with him.Excerpt:“You deserve passion in your life, CK. Don’t you want that for yourself?” Her heart rate kicked up another notch, fluttering in her throat like a trapped butterfly. He was standing so close. “I’m sure whoever I find will work his way up to it.”“You don't work your way up to passion. It's either there, or it isn’t.” His eyes blazed down at her; a clear, hot blue full of promises that struck a chord deep inside her. “Have you ever been kissed?”“Don’t be stupid,” she sputtered. “Of course I have.” Once or twice. He leaned closer, pressing flat, hard muscles against her chest. “I mean…” Beneath the civilized veneer of fresh soap, a primitive, smokey scent vibrated around her; purely male and spiked with danger. “...really kissed.”She drew back in alarm. “Anderson, this is not in our…contract and I refuse to be...molested by—“He pulled her flush against him. She brought her hands up, intending to push him away. Instead, her palms were crushed against the powerful contours of his chest and the fever of him spilled into her, stealing her breath.“Rules don’t apply when there’s passion.” He slid one muscled arm around her waist and CK’s legs trembled. “When a man gets near the woman he wants, he can't think.”His mouth drifted down toward hers. “He can't breathe.” His other hand stroked up her arm, and then cupped her face gently. “All he knows is that her hair smells like flowers. That he loves the way her hips move when she walks away from him. That her stubbornness makes him crazy.” He stroked his thumb over her cheek. “All he can think about is how it'll feel when he finally kisses her.” Her attention locked onto the sensual curves of his mouth as he slowly, so slowly, brought his face closer to hers. “I…I thought you said he couldn't think,” she whispered, making a weak attempt to maintain control of herself.Ryan’s breath skated across her mouth in a light caress. “He also wonders,“ he said, his voice husky, “will she turn soft for him as he touches her? Will her passion be as wild and unpredictable as her temper?” He brushed his mouth lightly over hers. Yearning swept through CK like a sun-warmed wind. Her eyelids grew heavy and a delicious, languid feeling melted into her body.“Will she let him kiss her until she can't say ‘no’ anymore?” Ryan whispered against her mouth.