Control

Control
Charlotte Stein

When Madison Morris decides to hire an assistant to help run her naughty bookshop, she gets a lot more than she bargained for.Assertive Andy doesn't quite make the grade, but continues to push her buttons in other areas, while uptight and utterly repressed Gabriel can't quite take Madison's training techniques.One makes her grasp control, while the other makes her lose it. But the lines are blurring and she's no longer sure who's leading and who's following. In the midst of kinky threesomes and power plays, can Madison work out what she really wants?

About the Author (#u3a809947-09e9-5a64-bb5d-9037ab902305)

Charlotte Stein has written over thirty short stories, novellas, and novels, including entries in The Mammoth Book of Hot Romance and Best New Erotica 10. Her latest work, Addicted, was recently called salaciously steamy by Dear Author. When not writing salaciously steamy books, she can be found eating jelly turtles, watching terrible sitcoms, and occasionally lusting after hunks. For more on Charlotte, visit: www.charlottestein.net (http://www.charlottestein.net).

Control

CHARLOTTE STEIN

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Mischief

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Originally published in 2010 in England by Xcite Books.

Copyright © 2010, 2013 by Charlotte Stein

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Ebook Edition © 2015 ISBN: 9780008148836

Version: 2015-08-17

Contents

Cover (#uca91d16d-0f93-5cd3-bb08-b85e05315b4f)

About the Author (#u3b94a153-7480-584b-84db-0ae9a25bfdab)

Title Page (#uc0f9d64a-3022-5b1b-b6a7-f9d01a1f3e7e)

Copyright (#ua093aa8e-538c-5846-ba6e-08532fe7c2cf)

Chapter One (#u4c095b91-338e-5615-b061-378836bf0dd5)

Chapter Two (#u8f292643-d939-5eba-bcce-adbd0c792782)

Chapter Three (#uf728c58a-c0a4-525c-b96a-2444b51141f5)

Chapter Four (#u30a60602-0953-52aa-8ef5-430eaed0373c)

Chapter Five (#u9f0d5bb2-216e-5cb4-b639-cd7fc6d0b22c)

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Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Sixteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Seventeen (#litres_trial_promo)

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Chapter One (#u3a809947-09e9-5a64-bb5d-9037ab902305)

The first applicant for the assistant job is very promising indeed. He puts his head between my thighs with minimal supervision and almost no prompting.

The only problem is—I don’t recall creating an oral presentation portion of the interview. Or, for that matter, a portion that requires the answer: you know you want it. To a question I don’t remember asking.

But I guess I must have asked for something, or none of it would have happened. Maybe it was all the staring I did at the curling, many-colored tattoos all over his heavy-looking arms. Or the way I bristled beneath the weight of his deep blue gaze. I must have leaned forward and asked about his previous job experience in a way that suggested an underlying code.

Job meant sex. Experience meant now.

It was sharp of him, really, to understand. He got a cross in the interview attire column—such a thin, barely-there T-shirt!—but he got a big tick in the “takes initiative” and the “understands subtle instructions” columns.