We have an excerpt from Business As Usual by Denise Grover Swank for you today!!
BUSINESS AS USUAL Synopsis:

Ben Masterson is determined to make it through his final semester of his senior year at Southern University. After recently losing his full ride scholarship, he’s suffering from sleep deprivation while trying to keep up with his mechanical engineering courses and working three part time jobs. He thinks he’s lucked out getting a job in the university math lab. The only problem is his boss—Reed Pendergraft.
EXCERPT:
I flip on the light switch just inside
the door and my bedside lamp turns on. Alexa pushes past me and shuts the door
behind her. As she looks at me, her fingers lift to her coat, unfastening the
buttons, top to bottom. I watch in fascination as she tosses the jacket behind
her. It lands on the floor, but she doesn’t pay attention as she pulls her
thick sweater over her head, leaving her in jeans and a black lacy bra.
My breath catches in my throat as my
blood rushes south. My erection strains against my tight jeans and I ache to
unfasten zipper, but I’m too hypnotized by the strip-tease in front of me.
She kicks off her shoes and then
unfastens her jeans. Hooking her thumbs in the loops, she pulls them down and
lets them drop to her feet.
Then she looks at me with a question in
her eyes, as though I would find her lacking. As though she might not be
beautiful enough for me.
I want to tell her she has nothing to
worry about. She’s gorgeous. Her wig frames her face and falls lightly over her
shoulders. The black of her lingerie is a sharp contrast to her pale skin. Her
face has less makeup on it then the other times I’ve seen her with the wig, but
she doesn’t need it. I want to tell her she doesn’t need the wig either. I know
who she is and I don’t care. I don’t care that Reed is her brother and that I’m
risking my job by getting involved with her. I don’t care about anything but
making her mine.
But my tongue lies at the bottom of my
mouth, thick and useless as a slug. I can only take in her beauty and thank God
she came to me. That I have this shot with her.
She must see the longing in my eyes
because she lunges for me, pulling my face down for a kiss.
I kiss her back, my arms reaching around
her back and pinning her to my chest. She frees her arms and grabs the bottom
of my shirt, tugging it up and over my head before her mouth claims mine again
and her hands start to play with the waistband of my pants.
I reach to help her, but she bats my
hands away and pushes me back against the door with a thud. I barely have time
to hope my roommates don’t wake up before she grabs my hands and presses my
palms forcefully against the door.
I’m about to come in my pants.
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