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Untouchable Desire: Money Shot Trilogy, #2
Untouchable Desire: Money Shot Trilogy, #2
Untouchable Desire: Money Shot Trilogy, #2
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Untouchable Desire: Money Shot Trilogy, #2

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Untouchable Desire is book 2 of the Money Shot Trilogy. Book 3, Untouchable Heart is available everywhere now!

She tried to ruin my career. Now, I’ll ruin her.

I’m this league’s worst nightmare.
Good looks, hard body, and a scandal sheet a mile long.
She was here for her next big story.
I’ve got something else big for her to get her hands on.


The media says I’m everything wrong with professional basketball.
Pure talent and athleticism can’t bury the scandals and ghosts from my past.
The last thing I needed was another reporter looking for their next big story.

But that was before I saw who they sent.

She’s here to uncover my latest scandal.
But one look and I know she’s going to be that scandal.

She wants to use me for her next big story?
I’ve got something else big I want her hands on.

I’m going to show her just how bad I can be.
Just how far I can push her.
Use her.

Until she can’t decide if she wants to beg me to stop.
Or beg me for more.

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Release dateNov 14, 2017
ISBN9781386154334
Untouchable Desire: Money Shot Trilogy, #2

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    UNTOUCHABLE DESIRE: Money Shot Trilogy (Book 2)

    By Kathryn Thomas

    She tried to ruin my career. Now, I’ll ruin her.

    I’M THIS LEAGUE’S WORST nightmare.

    Good looks, hard body, and a scandal sheet a mile long.

    She was here for her next big story.

    I’ve got something else big for her to get her hands on.

    The media says I’m everything wrong with professional basketball.

    Pure talent and athleticism can’t bury the scandals and ghosts from my past.

    The last thing I needed was another reporter looking for their next big story.

    But that was before I saw who they sent.

    She’s here to uncover my latest scandal.

    But one look and I know she’s going to be that scandal.

    She wants to use me for her next big story?

    I’ve got something else big I want her hands on.

    I’m going to show her just how bad I can be.

    Just how far I can push her.

    Use her.

    Until she can’t decide if she wants to beg me to stop.

    Or beg me for more.

    Chapter 1

    Dante

    And there was another victory.

    We won our next game. Of course, we did. I saw Quinn watching from the sidelines. She’d be coming back into the locker room for another interview most likely. I hoped she would. I had liked the last one. It was... different.

    I didn’t usually have sex with the people who interviewed me, but I also didn’t really talk about the shit that she had managed to get out of me. I didn’t like talking about mom that much. I mean, I did, that was my mom and I loved her, but I wanted to respect her privacy. She didn’t choose this life. I did. I didn’t want people writing shit about her on the internet and disturbing her at home.

    I had told Quinn, basically everything. She had stopped me right before I got into the other shit, but we had gotten pretty far. Much farther than I had with anybody else. Once I started, I couldn’t stop. I never spoke about that shit with anyone, and it felt good to be able to say it. She made me want to say it.

    The locker room was emptying out. Quinn was taking a little while to show up. Maybe she wanted to interview me when there were fewer people in the locker room, so it could be like the last time we interviewed together.

    With any luck, it would be exactly the way it was when we first interviewed together.

    I still had that pair of panties that she had worn that day.

    It had happened right in this room, right where I was sitting. I still had a hard time really believing it. I got lucky regularly and often, but I hadn’t expected her to bite that fast.

    I was sort of looking forward to the interview. The first one, besides the sex, had been... different. What was Quinn going to do with everything that I had told her? It was all taped, and she was interviewing me so she could write about it. So... that was it, right? The story of my mother’s abuse was going to become public knowledge. I didn’t know how I felt about that. Did it even matter how I felt? It was my mom’s story after all. Or mine...ours... Quinn had said that I had been abused too, but I rejected that. I didn’t want to be a victim. I had to tell my mom that I had talked about our past with someone. I hoped she wouldn’t be mad.

    If Quinn did tell the story, like the whole thing uncut and uncensored, then there was a chance that my mom would become a target. Total anonymity for my mother was going to be hard, if not totally out of the question, depending on what Quinn got published. Even just off the strength of being my mother, anonymity was something she just didn’t have the luxury to enjoy. There was no way I would have left her back in Ohio, and her being anonymous here in LA meant I would have to avoid her.

    Even on the best days, there was someone on my tail, and if I was with her, that meant they were on her tail, too. I had paid for the most expensive security system for her house in Calabasas, and if she really needed it, there were numbers she could call to get her security if she ever felt unsafe.

    That was my mother. There was no way I wasn’t going to spend every cent I had to make sure she had what she needed. She used to work herself to death to provide for us, and now, she wasn’t going to lift a finger if she didn’t want to. Her being hurt by the story, or embarrassed, or upset was what I was most nervous about. People slandered and talked shit about me daily; I could take anything that came my way. My mom, even if she could take it, just shouldn’t have to deal with that shit.

    Maybe I would bring it up with Quinn, who still wasn’t here yet. I had already changed clothes and was just hanging out as the other interviews other people were having wrapped and they started leaving to go the fuck home, where I wanted to go. The room was more or less completely empty when I heard the click-clacking sound of high heels walking across the floor. It was her.

    Hey, hotshot, she said, walking into the locker room. I smiled seeing her.

    TMZ, always late, I accused.

    I wanted a little privacy for our second session, she said. The first one went so well.

    I had been thinking about that first interview for days. The sex. The sex had been incredible. Her pussy felt like heaven, and the way she looked and sounded when she came made me hard. She had opened up the floodgates, and there was no reason for me to back down now. It didn’t matter what she said. If she started trying to talk about how she didn’t or doesn't want it, I’ll point her to the events to confirm or deny whether that was really how she felt.

    I guess that was my problem solved then. It didn’t matter if I wasn’t getting any because she would be giving it to me.

    Mm, it did. Back for more? I said. She sat in the chair next

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