Steamy Excerpt – Accidental Love by Lacey Wolfe

Has Jane accidentally fallen for the decoy?

Sometimes there is only one thing to do when you get dumped—make the ex jealous with someone new. Which is exactly what Jane plans to do with Ben, an older, handsome man who has agreed to act as her new love interest.

When Ben meets Toby, Jane's unruly dog, he offers to help her train him. But as Ben helps Jane gain control of her dog, he realizes he's lost control of his feelings, and he's beginning to fall for the much younger woman.

Suddenly, Jane can't seem to remember what she ever saw in her ex. All she can focus on is the way Ben makes her feel each time he kisses her. But now the ex has decided he wants her back, and he's willing to play dirty to make it happen.

Content Warning: Explicit sex



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After getting the drinks Jane headed back to the living room and found Ben sitting on the love seat. She had options at the moment. She could sit on the couch next to the love seat or she could take the spot beside him. What the hell, you only live once. She sat next to him, handing him his drink.

"Thanks for your help today."

"You don't have to thank me," Ben said.

"Yes, I do. You didn't have to help." She stopped a moment. "Wow, I'm so rude. I've been so caught up in myself I haven't even asked why you called. There must have been a reason. Was there something you needed?"

"Actually…" He set his glass down on the coffee table. "I called because I didn't want to have to wait until Thursday to see you."

He didn't? She was off work today and tomorrow. So, she hadn't expected to see him again until sometime on Thursday.

"I like you," he said, taking her hand in his.

She set her glass down now.

"I wanted to see if you might be interested in going on a real date with me."

"You like me?" she repeated.

"Is that so hard to believe?"

"I didn't think I was your type. Don't you usually date women like Francesca?"

He chuckled. "Usually, yes."

"Well, as you can see, I'm nothing like her." She motioned toward her clothes. She wore a baggy t-shirt and a pair of jeans from the local superstore.

He pulled her toward him. "I like what I see."

"Are you okay with me being only twenty-seven?"

"Age is just a number, and when I'm with you, I feel as though I'm in my twenties again."

Her heart did a somersault and right as she was about to speak, he kissed her. She wrapped her hands around his neck and scooted closer to him. His body was rock hard, and her hands ached to explore it.

His tongue thrust into her mouth, and once again it was as if fireworks were going off behind her eyelids. She was ready to burst with desire. She had to have him. It was crazy and forward, and maybe in some way it was some fantasy she had to play out. She'd never been with an older man, and she wondered just how much more he knew than the men her age.

"You taste like heaven," he murmured.

How he was able to speak, she didn't know.

His hands teased the bottom of her shirt. "Are you okay with this?"

She nodded. Please, she thought.

He yanked her shirt off and tossed it across the back of the chair. His eyes devoured her breasts. She realized then she was wearing a plain, white bra. Why hadn't she opted for the lacey black one that morning? Though Ben didn't seem like he cared. He planted light kisses to her cleavage and let his tongue dance around the top of the bra. Her eyes closed and she decided to just feel what he was doing. To enjoy the pleasure he was willing to give.

A finger dipped inside and swirled around her nipple, then he lightly pinched it.

"Does this feel good?" he asked.

The way his hot breath felt on her skin was about to have her come right there.

"Talk to me, Jane."

Did she have to? "Yes, it does," was all she was able to get out.

His mouth claimed hers again, and he pushed her back against the couch. He wasn't gentle about it, and that turned her on even more. He was a take charge kind of man, and Jane was realizing more and more that she got a kick out of that.

Her legs spread open so he could easily position himself between them. She tugged at his shirt and let her hands slide underneath it. Rubbing her palms across his chest, she moaned. He was so hard and built. This was a man who took care of himself. Damn, she couldn't wait to see him out of his clothes.

"Uh, Jane," he said.

Realizing he was no longer feasting on her, her eyes opened and she stared up at him.

"By any chance, your feet aren't wet, are they?"

"Huh?" What was he talking about?

"I didn't think so." Ben pulled away from her and Jane looked around him. Toby had joined them at some point and was licking Ben's back.

"Oh my God!" She jumped up off the couch. "Toby, no! Bad dog! Oh my God, I'm so sorry," she shrieked.

Could this get any more humiliating? She glanced at Ben and saw he was laughing.

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