Love me if you dare

Samantha DuPont came face to face with her family and Nicolas Forrester again for the first time in six years at her father’s graveside. All the memories came rushing back and the reason why she left under a cloud of shame six years ago. When their eyes met desire slammed through Nicolas even though he did not recognize the beautiful black haired woman on the other side of the grave. Samantha immediately felt the electric surge and realized her feelings for the hunk of a man was still hidden deep in her heart.

Her father's devious will forced her to accept the shares in the company or Nicolas would lose it all. It was not enough that she had to work side by side with him daily, they had to share a house for 12 months. Nicolas made it clear to Samantha that he wanted her and he set out to seduce her ruthlessly, but the secret she harbored in her heart about what really chased her away six years ago was a bigger barrier than he could ever have realized.

Samantha was a strong willed woman, and had no intention of giving in to the demanding and gorgeous man who set her juices flooding her panties with just a look and did everything in her power to keep from jumping his bones every time he was near.

He refused to be denied and once she moved in with him, he pursued her mercilessly and set out to make Samantha overcome all her fears and love him with a passion that took his breath away. His unselfishness, yet possessiveness drove her in his arms time and time again and the passion between them exploded once he broke the barriers down.

The past came back to haunt them once again and Nicolas was terrified of losing her forever.

Excerpt

“You are … Nicolas, stop that this instant!”
But she could not hold back the moan from escaping her lips when he roughly moved her body in circles against his arousal, causing it to swell even harder and bigger against her soft curves. His aroused growl echoed hers, and he hid his face in her neck, softly nibbling at the vein pulsing erratically. Then he whispered hotly in her ear.
“This is a fair warning, Samantha. The next time you do anything irresponsible or dangerous, I will see it as an invitation to your bed.” She pushed him roughly away from her, glaring at him.
“Nicolas, I am not a child to be - a, admonished - b, given ultimatums - c, your responsibility and e, require your permission to do anything I put my mind to!” She stomped her foot at the same time as she ticked the points she made off on her fingers.
Nicolas stood watching her tantrum, his expressionless face a sign of his serious deliberation with the situation.
“Add to that willfulness, cheekiness and disrespect.”
“Nicolas, you are ridicu …”
“This is not a negotiation, Samantha, nor will I repeat the warning. Do anything to oppose me, and it will be an invitation!”
“You are being totally ridiculous! If this is going to be how you act, I am moving out!”
“And that will be your first irresponsible act, hence invitation …”
“Oh for goodness sake!” Samantha stomped her foot again. Nicolas gripped her by her arms and bend down so they were eye to eye, his eyes glowing and his voice steely soft.
“You seem hell bend to aim in the wrong direction. I won’t allow you to, not again! If you can’t look after yourself … I will and direct you where you need to be.”
“Directly into your bed, I suppose! Dream on, Nicolas Forrester, that day will come when hell freezes over!”
His smile was instantaneous. “Willfulness…” He took her hand and pulled her with him towards the house. “I really did not expect you to be so eager!”
Samantha struggled and dug her heels into the ground. “Wait, wait Nicolas, STOP!”
He stopped so quickly she bumped straight into him and grabbed a handful of his shirt, to keep him in front of her, the front of her body pressed tight against his back.
“You can’t just throw out these … these rules and … and ultimatums,” she gagged over the words,