Insatiable

There’s no such thing as enough...

When the star player of a professional hockey team gets handsy, event coordinator Viv Callahan performs the slap heard round the world of sports...and is fired. So when she meets a sexy stranger, Viv decides the perfect way to forget her troubles is to have one wild, uninhibited night...

Damien Black finds Viv intriguing. She doesn’t know he’s the owner of the aforementioned hockey team, as well as a chain of upscale hotels. Damien is used to hangers-on, and for once he’s enjoying a woman desiring him just for being him. But he quickly discovers how addictive pure desire can be, and how quickly a few lies of omission can endanger everything he loves.

Praise for New York Times bestselling author

Leslie Kelly

“Sexy, funny and a little outrageous, Leslie Kelly is a must read!”

—New York Times bestselling author Carly Phillips

“Ms. Kelly has sent her readers into the heat with this one. The perfect blend of romance and lust... This is a great story with passion and complications that make it hard to put down and easy to read.”

—Harlequin Junkie on Oh, Naughty Night

“Oh, Naughty Night is a fun, erotic story...also a thoroughly modern story... I’ll be looking out for [Kelly’s books] from now on, given her sexy tales of well-drawn characters in awkward situations.”

—Fresh Fiction

“Kelly employs a great deal of heart and humor to achieve balance with this incendiary romance.”

—The Romance Reader’s Connection on Overexposed

“Kelly is a top writer.”

—RT Book Reviews

Dear Reader,

When I wrote my November 2014 Blaze, Oh, Naughty Night, I didn’t really envision making a heroine out of sassy, sexy Viv Callahan. But sometimes when you’re writing, a character will just spring off the page, demanding that you tell their story. Viv, with all her brassy self-confidence, was someone I wanted to explore, to try to figure out who she really was and what made her tick.

Coming up with the appropriate hero for this very bad girl wasn’t much of a problem. Ever since the release of my Blaze novella Triple Play, I’ve heard from readers who wanted more of superrich, supersexy bad boy Damien Black. Who better to tame the wild ways of a naughty seductress than an equally naughty billionaire? Their romance sears the pages, but also touches the heart.

Honestly, I love every story as I write it, but I have to say Viv and Damien’s now holds a place in my personal top five of all my books. I love their relationship—the heat and the emotion—and for the first time have found myself wishing I could write a sequel just about this pair.

I so hope you enjoy reading about them, too!

Best wishes—

Leslie Kelly

Insatiable

Leslie Kelly

www.millsandboon.co.uk

New York Times bestselling author LESLIE KELLYhas written dozens of books and novellas for the Harlequin Blaze, Temptation and HQN lines. Known for her sparkling dialogue, fun characters and steamy sensuality, she has been honored with numerous awards, including a National Readers’ Choice Award, a Colorado Award of Excellence, a Golden Quill and an RT Book Reviews Career Achievement Award in Series Romance. Leslie has also been nominated four times for the highest award in romance fiction, the RWA RITA® Award. Leslie lives in Maryland with her own romantic hero, Bruce, and their daughters.

Visit her online at lesliekelly.com or at her blog, plotmonkeys.com.

Dedicated with love to Kim Abod.

I’m the one who writes about dreams coming true. You’re the one who helped make that happen for my baby.

I can never thank you enough.

Contents

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Back Cover Text

Praise for New York Times bestselling author

Dear Reader

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About the Author

Dedication

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Copyright

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“IT WAS THE slap heard ’round the wide world of sports. For a nanosecond, I felt the thrill of victory. Then when I realized what I’d done—and in front of whom—I felt the pure agony of defeat.”

After making that pronouncement, Viv Callahan lifted her glass of wine and gulped a mouthful. Her two best friends, Lulu and Amelia, didn’t touch theirs. Both of them looked shocked by what Viv had just told them.

“Seriously?” asked Lulu, her big brown eyes round. “You slapped hockey star Bruno Neeley across the face, in front of the other players, the press and your own boss?”

“I’m afraid so.” Viv rubbed her hand. It had been red for a half hour after she’d whacked the jerk, and it was still sore now, hours later. “Every hockey fan knows the creep’s head is harder than a rock. But I never realized his face was just as hard.”

Maybe it was because his entire skull—including whatever excuse he’d once had for a brain—had calcified.

“I’m so sorry,” said Amelia, the gentlest of their trio. Proving she could also be feisty, she added, “What a prick.”

“Thanks. You know I can put up with a lot. But when he shoved his tongue down my throat and tried to get his hand between my legs—in a room full of people—I went straight to DEFCON One.”