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Title: Two for One
(TheClub#1)
Author: Anne B.
Harrison
Genre: Erotic
Romance
Release
Date: March 6, 2014
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Nothing is
going Lizzie’s way. Her sex life is unsatisfying, her job sucks and she has
more debt than she needs thanks to her loser brother. Against her better
judgment, she lets her best friend sign her up to be auctioned off at a
high-rolling venue called the Club. Agreeing to a weekend of adventurous sex
with a stranger is one thing, but being bought by the brothers who own the Club
means Lizzie is up for a weekend beyond her wildest fantasies.
Ryan and Lizzie hit it off, in bed and out, but it’s his quiet brother, Trace, that has her heart pounding and her panties in a twist. But is Lizzie what Trace needs? Having been burned before, will he take a chance on what his heart is telling him or trust his instincts and send her home after their weekend is over?
Ryan and Lizzie hit it off, in bed and out, but it’s his quiet brother, Trace, that has her heart pounding and her panties in a twist. But is Lizzie what Trace needs? Having been burned before, will he take a chance on what his heart is telling him or trust his instincts and send her home after their weekend is over?
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I really only have one word for this book...HOT! Lizzie is your average woman. Her self-esteem is not that great, she thinks she's too chubby, and this is not helped by her "boyfriend" who tells her that she's not all that. The poor girl has never had an orgasm given to her by a man. She has spent years with the thrust and leave type of sex life. That is all about to change! Needing money for bills her friend talks her into auctioning herself off for 48 hours of the best sex of her life. She works up her nerve and gets not just one smoking hot bidder....but two. Brothers Ryan and Trace give her an undisclosed amount of money to be their sex thing for the weekend.
The sex is amazing, but there is a connection with Trace that can't be denied. Will this be a relationship that can last longer than the 48 hours paid for? Well, you have to read the book to find out! I personally am impatiently waiting for the next book in the series to come out ;) 
After moving
to the lush green Hunter Valley, Ann has the perfect surrounding to let her
imagination to run wild. She alternates her time between writing sexy rural and
erotic romances.
Men in kilts
bring Ann to her knees and she can’t wait to visit Scotland where she can get
her fill of the tartan clad hotties for, um research purposes, of course.
In the
meantime, her DH puts up with her talking to her characters and getting lost in
worlds only she can imagine as she battles to bring stories to the page for
everyone to enjoy.
“That can’t
be legal, surely. And even if it was, no. No way am I going to let you auction
me off to the highest bidder for a weekend of sex.” Lizzie sat stunned on the
couch, her gaze on Bel.
“Do you have
a better idea? There is no way you can lay your hands on that sort of money in
a hurry anywhere else, not unless you become a drug mule or something totally
gross.” Bel pouted her lips in distaste.
“And being
sold for sex isn’t on your gross-out meter?”
“No, of
course not. Sex is natural anyway, and you’re always complaining you never get
anything worth talking about. Why not use your God-given charms to earn a
decent living. It’s not like you have to do it all the time, but this auction
is a big deal.” Bel ran a finger down a long, slim leg, feigning disinterest,
and then looked up with a smile. “All the high rollers come out to play, and
there are some very hot guys amongst them too, I might add.”
“Have you
done it, sold yourself I mean?” Lizzie clasped her hands in her lap.
“Once or
twice. I make enough money running the bar, but how do you think I got this
flash condo? I needed a deposit and my boss’s said it was fine.”
Lizzie
licked her lips and blinked rapidly.
“Ooh, you’re
thinking about it.” Bel laughed and clapped her hands.
“I can’t
think about it, look at me. Who in their right frigging mind would pay for sex
with me?” She self-consciously tucked a lank strand of hair behind her ear.
“Let me get
the guys to do a makeover for you. Allen is always asking if he can get his
hands on you.” Bel rested her chin on her hand and watched Lizzie.
“But I can’t
let him do me over. I just can’t.”
“Why not?
Come on, Lizzie. There is no one out there with better taste than Allan. Let
him have a go, please? I’ll even advance you the makeover cash.”
Lizzie sat
twisting her hands together while her mind raced. “I don't feel comfortable
anyone seeing me looking like this. Those makeover guys are so trendy and I'm
not.”
“Exactly why
I want them to work on you.”
“How much
money are we talking about making here?” She risked a quick glance at Bel,
kicking herself when she saw the satisfied smile on her girlfriends face.
“I got
twelve-thousand dollars the first time and nine the last. A fresh face always
brings in more money though.”
“But even
with the right clothes, I know I wouldn’t look as good as you do.”
“I hate the
way you don’t have any confidence, honey. Just let me call Allan, please? You
don’t have to put in for the auction just yet. You have a couple of days to
think about it, although I
think you should just dive in with both feet.”
“Yeah, you
would. I though, am just a little bit more cautious than you are. What if I get
a weirdo who wants all kinds of kink, or someone whose idea of a good time is
hurting me?” Evil thoughts were now racing through her mind as to why this
wasn’t such a good idea.
“I can tell
you for a fact no one will hurt you. My boss runs an elite club with clients
who have tastes…how shall I say…a little different to those a normal escort
agency provides for. Their lifestyles don’t allow them to explore their needs
the same way most people would in a normal relationship, hence the Club’s
service. They are all vetted and known to Trace, my boss. He makes them pay a
huge bond, and if any of the girls get so much as a bruise they lose it and she
gets a bonus. But hey, a bit of kink may be what you want anyway. You set the
rules at the very start.” Bel smiled and raised an eyebrow at Lizzie. “Here is
your chance to try out all of your wildest dreams.”
Lizzie
squirmed in her seat as her list of fantasies raced through her mind. A
delicious warmth spread between her thighs and she clamped her legs tight and
took a deep breath.
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