Moan

**A FULL LENGTH, STANDALONE novel with a HEA.**

**WARNING:**

If *Eyes Wide Shut* and *The Da Vinci Code* had a one night stand in a dark alley while it was raining, then this novel would be there baby. The main setting of this story is a masquerade ball where sex lathers every inch of the castle, and all masked guests are welcome to explore any desire.

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**Roman** , the Sex Tycoon of Europe, requested that **Emily** interview him. He's invited her to his exclusive **masquerade ball in London**. She'll be the only reporter there, partying among the most powerful people in the world.

But there's something bigger going on at this party where masks hide the wicked, and **sex happens in and out of the shadows**. There are lives at stake, and Roman is certain that Emily can help. All he has to do is keep his hands off of her long enough **to take down an evil man called the Devil**.

But it's hard to focus with a woman like Emily and the more he's around her, he's thinking less about the plans and wondering more about the many ways he can make her moan.

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**EXCERPT:**

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**Roman had the kind of face that stroked the wicked parts of the body—ripe lips, tanned skin, midnight hair and a smooth grin. Strong and defined, his cheekbones made me want to nibble them.**

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**His jaw was a work of art in a deep, catastrophic way, because although it was beautiful I wanted to do so many naughty things to it. Things that one didn’t do with a human jaw. I wanted to rub my sex all over its angular length until I came. I wanted to use my nipples to trace circles all over it. I wanted to fuck him hard. I wanted to bite. I wanted to gnaw. I wanted to grip his bed sheets and moan as he moved on top of me.**