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?
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I really enjoyed this book, it tackles real world struggles with a bit of sizzling fantasy. We are presented with Lizzie, who leads a boring life with a dead end job, a worthless brother, and an emotionally abusive boyfriend that has shredded her confidence. The one bright spot in her dull existence is Bel, her best friend.
After another orgasm-less night with her boyfriend and a pile of bills in her mailbox, Bel convinces Lizzie to enter the auction hosted by the club she works at. It's easy money and awesome sex for 48 hours, two things Lizzie desperately needs. After an extensive makeover and some new clothes you can see a bit of her confidence shine through. She gets another boost to her self esteem when there is a bidding war over her and an unexpected offer from two brothers that she just can't refuse.
Lizzie is confused with all the emotions running through her, she's both scared and excited, self conscious and yet possesses a budding confidence. She may be inexperienced, but she's read enough romance books to know she's in for an intense weekend. Ryan is a cage fighter, he's huge and covered in tattoos. Trace on the other hand is pure business man, clean cut and dressed to impress in fine suits.
As it turns out, being locked away in a luxurious penthouse for 48 hours is just what they all needed. Some extremely hot and exhausting sex turns into more, but only Ryan is able to see it. Will they realize what's right in front of them before the time is up? Will Lizzie return to her dull life after her amazing 48 hours?
You'll have to read the book to find out!
I wish there were more details and the story a little longer, but overall I'd give this book 4 stars, and I plan to read the next in the series!
About the Author:
Ann swears she was born with a book in her hands and has never put it down. A lifelong love of reader has finally culminated in achieving her dream of writing...and publication.
She lives in the beautiful Hunter Valley with her own handsome hero of many years. Ann has always loved the ups and downs of life in small communities and she shares this with readers in her rural romances.
Strong sexy heroines with a good dash of sass thrown in feature in her stories. Of course these women need an equally strong hero. Bring on the outback hero and watch the passion ignite.
When not writing Ann enjoys reading, gardening, walking her very large dog Hugo and fighting with her computer.
“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.
“Okay, call him then. I don’t have to say yes to the auction, do I?”
“Well, it might pay to. I would hate you to get sick over owing me money for the makeover.”
A rush of fear swept up Lizzie’s throat, threatening to swamp her.
“Not that I would worry about it, you know that. But I know how it would eat away at you.”
“Just call Allan and let him do his worst before I change my mind.”