Don't look. Don't touch. Definitely don't want.
There's no boundary Zach Purser won't push. Three-ways, four-ways, sex clubs, he's tried it all. It's all about the freedom, but lately he's had the nagging feeling that something is missing.
At a friend's engagement party, he spots the missing piece all tied up one hot little package of a woman. Trouble is, she's his best friend Adam's baby sister. Adam knows all of Zach's dirty secrets. Which means if he even thinks about touching her, he's dead.
Paige Clark has crushed on Zach since she grew breasts, but he's never so much as glanced her way. Until now. She knows desire when she sees it, and Zach's eyes burn with that unmistakable heat. Finally, she's got his attention--now if only she can get him to act on it.
Zach tries his best to push her away, but she doesn't push back, she pulls--tumbling them both over the edge of resistance and right into bed. Panic isn't far behind. Now he's stuck between a big brother who'd like to bust his nose, and a woman who's gotten under his skin. And of all the things he's tried, romance isn't one of them...
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February 07, 2012
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Excerpt from Off Limits by Emma Jay
Zach Purser stood at the edge of the dance floor and watched the woman in the cream-colored dress move to the music, hips swaying, arms twisting sinuously over her head. A cascade of reddish-brown curls tumbled around her shoulders, hair he would love to bury his face in while he cupped her hips and drew her back against him. He'd always been an ass man.
His best friend Adam Clark joined him at the rail overlooking the dance floor. "Surprised you haven't hit on anyone already. Or that someone hasn't hit on you."
Zach's lips twisted. "I have my eye on one."
"The blonde? Because she's married."
Right. Adam knew more of the people here than he did, since this was his brother Matt's engagement party to J.R., the man he'd been dating for years. Something to celebrate, no doubt. Zach could respect their joy, the difficulties they'd overcome. Zach tended to avoid any difficulties if he could help it.
"Not the blonde, though, damn." Great tits, and Zach had already pictured her naked and riding him.
"The little brunette? She's a sweetheart but too young for you."
"How young?" Zach scoped out the slender girl in the tight black dress, just in case.
"Twenty, I think. Maybe twenty-one."
Definitely too young, too many romantic ideas. "No. The one with the great ass and the great hair."
Adam chuckled. "Which one's that?"
"The curls, the white dress."
The chuckle died and Adam straightened. "You haven't seen her face."
Zach frowned. How did Adam know that? "No, but--"
Adam punched his arm, hard. "That's my sister, asshole. Don't even think about going near her. I know your MO. Got it?"
Just then, the object of his fantasy turned, still moving to the music, and he looked into the heart-shaped face of Paige Clark, who he'd known since he was in high school and she was in, what, fourth grade? He should feel dirty, lusting after his best friend's sister, for the fantasies he'd already had about her. But damn, she'd grown up nice, that gorgeous hair he could already feel beneath his fingers, full breasts--ah, God--and those hips.