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310 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 15, 2014
"It is not sex, it is attention, it is flattery -- that is what no living man can get enough of."
This is the fourth novel in the Billionaire Banker series written by Georgia Le Carre. This story tells the tale of Julie Sugar's trip to self-discovery of her own beauty and sexual awakening. Readers also get the bonus of attending the nuptials of Lana Bloom and Blake Law Barrington through Julie's POV as a bridesmaid in their wedding.
This wedding has the best of everything money can buy. No extravagance is too much for the woman Blake loves.
Julie Sugar has been in love with Jack, the boy next door, since grade school. Just one problem, Jack has had eyes for Lana as long as Julie has loved him; no one else exists in his heart. At the wedding, Julie meets the dashing, mysterious artist, Vann Wolfe.

Jules has found renewed hope in Lana marrying Blake. This is her chance to catch Jack's eye. Vann sees something in Jules he likes. So when the opportunity arises, Vann seizes it. He offers Jules help in seducing Jack by promising to teach her the art of seduction. Twelve sessions, three days a week.......what could go wrong?
I'm not going to tell you how this plays out with Jules and the two handsome gents....ya gotta read to find out!! What I can tell you is that Ms. Le Carre delivers in giving us smoldering scenes that will leave you squirming in your seat, clenching your aching sex, until you do something for that much needed release!! This book comes with my approved D.R.I.P. warning!!
"I need to get my mouth on that wet, unbelievably delicious pussy of yours."
"How do you know I'm wet?" I pant, on my back.
"Because my little puss in boots," he says very softly, sliding my knickers down my legs and dangling the little red thing, "I saw this..."And clearly I see the wet patch in the gusset. A small shiver goes through me. "And became very hungry for pussy butter." He goes to put his mouth between my thighs, but I palm his throat, as he had done to me on our first night.

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