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  One Night Stand, Falling For My Best Friends Brother, Falling For My Boss, Seducing My Assistant, and Falling For the Billionaire

  J. S. Cooper

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  ONE NIGHT STAND

  Prologue

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  Chapter 1

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  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

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  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Epilogue

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  FALLING FOR MY BEST FRIEND’S BROTHER

  Prologue

  17. Never Take Your Own Advice

  18. There’s No Such Thing as a Love Spell

  19. Sometimes a Girl Just Has to Sneak into a Bed

  20. Master of the Universe

  21. Not All Athletes Are in Shape

  22. The Way to a Man’s Lap Is Through a Horror Movie

  23. Coffee Dates Aren’t Always Dates

  24. Football Is a Dance of Seduction

  25. How Do You Tell Your Best Friend’s Brother That You Want Him to Dominate You?

  26. Bling Bling Says the Ring

  27. Oops! I Did It Again

  28. Who’s Your Dom?

  29. Text Sex or Phone Sex?

  30. Stay With Me

  31. Teddy Bear Heart

  32. The Beginning of Wonderful

  33. Waiting Is Part of the Fun

  Epilogue

  FALLING FOR MY BOSS

  Prologue

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  Part I

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  Chapter 34

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  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

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  Chapter 37

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  Chapter 38

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  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

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  Chapter 41

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  Chapter 42

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  Chapter 43

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  Chapter 44

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  Part II

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  Chapter 45

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  Chapter 46

  Chapter 47

  Chapter 48

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  SEDUCING MY ASSISTANT

  Chapter 49

  Chapter 50

  Chapter 51

  Chapter 52

  Chapter 53

  Chapter 54

  Chapter 55

  Chapter 56

  FALLING FOR THE BILLIONAIRE

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  Prologue

  Chapter 57

  Chapter 58

  Chapter 59

  Chapter 60

  Chapter 61

  Chapter 62

  Chapter 63

  Chapter 64

  Chapter 65

  Chapter 66

  Chapter 67

  Chapter 68

  Chapter 69

  Chapter 70

  Chapter 71

  Chapter 72

  Chapter 73

  Chapter 74

  Chapter 75

  THE EX GAMES EXCERPT

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  The ONE NIGHT STAND BUNDLE

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  One Night Stand

  Falling for My Best Friends Brother

  Falling For My Boss

  Seducing My Assistant

  Falling for the Billionaire

  J. S. Cooper

  Copyright © 2019 by J. S. Cooper

  This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is entirely coincidental. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

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  ONE NIGHT STAND

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  “YOU CAN STILL CALL ME Mr. Tongue if you want.” He grinned at me and licked his lips deliberately, the tip of his tongue gliding back and forth, and reminding me of the night we’d spent together. The sinful night that I’d never forget. Only he wasn’t supposed to be here. In my parents’ house. Sitting on my couch. The couch I’d watched TV on for years. He wasn’t supposed to be talking to my parents. He wasn’t supposed to be looking so sexy. I didn’t even know his name.

  One-night stands are meant to be fun. They’re meant to be exciting. They’re meant to be adventurous experiments in lovemaking that don’t follow you home. I don’t consider myself a whore or cheap. I mean I have standards for the guys I want to date and hook-up with. I even have a chart of things I look for in a guy. I don’t just drop my panties for any guy with a cute smile, handsome face and a wallet full of cash. I’ve slept with men that had no cash, missing teeth and even one that was prematurely balding, but they were all boyfriends. Yes, I’ve had questionable taste in men, but that’s a story for another day. One I’m not particularly proud of. In fact I still cringe when I remember the guy with the missing teeth going down on me. It made for an unusual experience.

  I know you might not believe that I have standards now. Especially considering how quickly I dropped my panties for the mysterious stranger at my friends’ wedding. The mysterious stranger that was now standing in front of me. You might want to believe that I drop my panties for any man that asks, but trust me I don’t. Mr. Tongue was the exception to the rule. I dropped my panties without a second thought when I saw him. Well, actually that’s a bit of a lie. I didn’t exactly drop my panties. He took them off with his teeth. His cute, perfectly straight, sharp pearly-white teeth. Oh shit, my body can still remember his teeth grazing my skin as he pulled my white lace panties off. Honestly, in that moment I couldn’t stop him or myself. It was one of those magical moments that you see in movies. The chemistry was perfect between us; our bodies were on fire and all I could think about was him and his mouth, even though we were just one room away from a packed church. I never thought anything like that would happen to me. I got caught up in the moment. I mean it’s not every day you make eye contact with a green-eyed stranger, and he leads you to a back room in a church (God, forgive me). It’s not every day that you meet a man: a gorgeous, sexy, virile stud of a man, and okay, yes he was slightly obnoxious, but I didn’t care. It’s not every day a hot stud has got you on the floor, with your dress riding up around your waist as he pulls your panties off with his teeth. And let’s not forget his tongue. Oh my God, his tongue did things to me that I cannot repeat. Things, I didn’t even know existed. Like multiple orgasms in minutes, yes, I said minutes. Like one right after the other. And all from his tongue: pink, long and extremely flexible. Who knew tongues could be so flexible? Not me. And of course, he knew he’d blown my world. The grin on his face and the glint in his eye told me that he knew he was the shit. Smug, cocky bastard. As I stared at him in front of me, I knew that he could
still remember that day as well. I could see it in the glint of his eye as I tried to keep my breathing under control. What had he done to me then, and why was he here now?

  I’d only been slightly embarrassed as I’d climaxed on his mouth. The way he’d eagerly licked up my juices from his lips had made me feel slightly dirty. I didn’t care though. I was still too busy trying to catch my breath as I jumped up from the ground, and pulled my dress back down. I started panicking as I heard the organist playing “Here Comes the Bride”. I had to get back to my pew in the church quickly and that also meant pantyless, as he didn’t want to give them back (and yeah, I thought that was kind of hot). I know, I have no shame. I walked back into the church that day feeling like a harlot. I’d let some nameless, random smug man go down on me, right before a wedding. Who did that?

  That wasn’t even the worst of it. I went home with him too. And when I say went home, I mean to his hotel suite. His very expensive, very impressive suite at the Marriott downtown (he was most probably paying my month’s rent for a long weekend). We went to his hotel room and this time he used more than his tongue. And this time, I did more than lie back with my legs in the air and his face firmly planted down smack bang in the center. It was a night of fireworks. A night of explosive sex that blew my world and everything that I thought I knew about sex. I was ruined for the next boring man I dated. No longer would I be happy with quick foreplay and some push in and out missionary action. I’d never had sex so hot and I suppose that’s the beauty of one-night stands. You hook-up and do all the things you’re too self-conscious to normally do. Neither one of us had expectations. We didn’t even exchange names. And that’s why I left early the next morning and hurried out of the room, head held as high as I could as I did the walk of shame through the hotel lobby, my smeared mascara and messy hair telling my tale to everyone that viewed me.

  I didn’t care though. I’d experienced the best sex of my life and with the hottest man I’d ever met. That does something to your ego. I felt like a million dollars and I was pretty sure I’d rocked his world as well. He wouldn’t forget me anytime soon; especially as he had the scratch and bite marks to remind him of our night for the next few days. It didn’t even matter that he’d seemed like he could be an arrogant asshole; the way he’d bossed me around the bed. I even kind of liked his take charge alphaness. It was good in the bedroom, though I knew in everyday life, he’d annoy me, but that didn't matter. He wasn’t someone I ever had to deal with again.

  I was wrong though. Because you know how life goes. When you’re riding high and feeling like you’re on top of everything, something always happens to bring you back down to earth. That’s what happened to me this weekend when I came home to visit my parents. The weekend after the wedding when I hooked up with Mr. Tongue. Yes, my one-night stand didn’t seem so hot and innocent when I turned up at my parents’ house and saw him sitting on my parents couch. Miracle Tongue or as he called himself Mr. Tongue had nearly given me a heart attack when I’d seen him sitting there in front of me on my parents couch, sipping Earl Grey Tea. The moment he looked up at me, his green eyes laughing, was a moment I’ll never forget. It was the moment that stopped my heart for what seemed like minutes. It was the moment that reminded me why I’d never had a one-night stand before. I stood there for a few seconds, before he stood up and walked over to me, a huge grin on his face.

  “Hello,” he grinned at me as he reached his hand out to me. “Nice to meet you, my name is Xander.”

  “I’m Liv.” I said softly, my face red as I shook his hand.

  “Nice to meet you Liv.” His eyes teased me as my parents stood there watching us.

  “You too.” I swallowed hard. What was he doing here?

  “Oh, you have something on your ear.” He leaned forward and brushed something off of my ear as he whispered quietly. “Now I have a name to put to the face when I think about our night together.” He said and I felt the tip of his tongue on my earlobe. I pulled back in shock and glanced at him and then back at my parents.

  “What are you doing here?” I asked softly, needing an answer. This was too much of a coincidence. Of course the answer wasn’t the fairytale answer that I was secretly hoping for. He hadn’t tracked me down because he couldn’t forget me. He hadn’t come to woo me. No, of course my journey into the land of one-night stands couldn’t be so perfect. Of course, my journey into one-night stands ended up being one complicated mess. I should have known that for me it wouldn’t be one night of fun. I should have known that one-night stands never end at one night and they always turn into a whole bunch of trouble.

  “What would you like me to be doing here?” He laughed and ran his hands through his jet black hair. Hair I knew was silky soft to the touch. Hair that I’d grabbed and pulled. I bit my lower lip as I stood there, in shock. If I’d known the reason why he was there, I would have run away. If I’d known who he was at the wedding I would have said no. But of course, I wasn’t privy to that information. So of course my one-night stand changed everything I thought I knew about my life and who I was. My one-night stand had a name. And that was Xander James. And Xander James was about to make everything in my life a whole lot more complicated. Because Xander James was a lot more man than just being Mr. Tongue, Xander James was a man that took what he wanted when he wanted it, no questions asked. And now that he’d seen me again. I was at the top of his list of wants.

  Chapter One

  One Week Earlier

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  “LIV, I WILL GIVE YOU one hundred dollars if you hook-up with someone at the wedding reception tomorrow.” Alice grinned at me and held up five twenties in her hand. “Five big ones, baby.”

  “Five big ones would mean five hundred dollars, not one hundred dollars.” I rolled my eyes. “Twenties aren’t considered big ones.”

  “They are to me.”

  “Not to me.”

  “Liv.” Alice sighed. “Stop trying to change the subject. You going to do it or what?” She paused. “I dare you.”

  My eyes narrowed as I stared at her. Alice knew that I wasn’t one to back down from a dare. “What do I have to do?”

  “Just make out with a guy.” She grinned. “Any guy.”

  “Any guy?”

  “Well a guy at the reception. It has to be a wedding hook-up.”

  “Joanna will kill me.” I shook my head and laughed.

  “That’s the point.” She giggled and collapsed onto my bed.

  “Oh Alice.” I sighed and sat down next to her. Joanna was our roommate from college. The three of us had lived together for the last three years. And we’d been shocked when Joanna had informed us she was getting married, two months after we graduated. To Alice’s ex-boyfriend.

  “If you hook-up with Luke, I’ll give you five hundred.”

  “I’m not hooking up with your ex.” I made a face and then slapped my mouth. “Sorry.”

  “Why are you sorry?” Alice shrugged. “You’re a good friend.”

  “I can’t believe she’s marrying him and invited us to the wedding.”

  “She’s a bitch.” Alice nodded.

  “We don’t have to go.” I said hopefully. I really didn’t want to go to this wedding. I had a really bad feeling that something was going to go awfully wrong.

  “We have to go.” Alice licked her lips. “And we’re going to be crazy.”

  “I don’t know if I want to be crazy.” I made a face and sighed. I didn’t want to be crazy, but I knew for Alice’s sake I’d be as crazy as I could be. Which would be hard, considering my background.

  I’m the good girl in my family. The youngest in a family of five kids; I have three brothers and one sister. All of whom are crazy and out of control. You don’t have a family of crazy siblings and end up crazy. You end up as a good kid. You end up as the kid that the parents are thankful for. You end up as a goody two shoes. I’ve been a goody two shoes all my life. Up until college. I went away to college determined to have some fun. And fun, I
had. Though it wasn’t the sexing a different hot guy every week, sort of fun. It was the smoking a joint in a dark room with three of my friends and talking about hot guys sort of fun. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted to be one of those confident girls that just goes out and gets laid with whomever she wanted. Only, I didn’t have the sort of personality that permitted that.