When it comes to sex, good girl Skyler Thompson always plays it safe, choosing stable and sedate over wild and thrilling. She doesn't do one-night-stands, but one look at sinfully sexy Gage Holt and she's willing to reconsider. He makes her want to be bad for once in her life, and she's prepared to take what she wants.
Danger follows former MMA fighter Gage Holt like a shadow. Despite his successes as part owner of Sin, an exclusive nightclub in Boston, Gage can't risk getting involved with a woman, especially one as sweet as Skyler. Still, he can't resist a taste—and it's so damn good he has to see her again.
As addicted as he is to her, Gage knows there's no future for him and Skyler—not with his past lurking in the dark corners of an MMA cage. But Skyler's tougher than she looks, and she's ready to fight for her man.
Each book in the After Hours series is STANDALONE:
* One Night of Sin (novella)
* One Night of Scandal
* One Night of Trouble
About the Author
A RITA-award-nominated, bestselling author, Elle Kennedy grew up in the suburbs of Toronto, Ontario, and holds a BA in English from York University. From an early age, she knew she wanted to be a writer, and actively began pursuing that dream when she was a teenager. She loves strong heroines and sexy alpha heroes, and just enough heat and danger to keep things interesting!
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One Night of Sin
An After Hours Novella
By Elle Kennedy, Gwen Hayes
Entangled Publishing, LLCCopyright © 2014 Elle Kennedy
All rights reserved.
She was staring at him again.
Gage felt those big blue eyes burning a hole in his back, and when he turned around, there she was. Still seated in the velvet booth across the room, half listening to her male companion while her curious gaze remained focused on another man. On him.
It had been two years since the club's grand opening, which meant two years' worth of shifts, but Gage could honestly say this was the first time he'd gotten hard on the job. Although beautiful women poured into Sin on a nightly basis, not one had ever triggered such a visceral response in him.
Forget about it. Too young, too sweet, and too out of your league.
Yup, the cynical voice in his head was right on the money. Little black dress and fuck-me red heels aside, the brunette in the booth exuded a good-girl vibe that almost made him feel guilty for checking her out. A man like him would corrupt her in a heartbeat. Taint her. Lead her down a path of damnation to a wicked place where girls like her didn't belong.
And bad idea, thinking about all the wicked things they could do together, not when he was already semi-erect. Now there was nothing semi about it—his cock was at full salute and pushing against his fly.
Gritting his teeth, he turned away and swept his gaze over the VIP lounge. It was crowded tonight, more than usual for a Thursday, but things had been tame so far. Granted, it was only midnight. In his experience, Asshole Hour didn't start until closer to 1:00 a.m., after too much booze or drugs or sexual tension tipped a customer's conduct scale from harmlessly wild to dangerously stupid. As head of security, Gage was tasked with making sure that didn't happen—or stepping in if it did.
He edged toward the railing and studied the cavernous main room ten feet below. The dance floor was packed, every table and booth occupied, and the intermittent strobe lighting illuminated a sea of flushed, euphoric faces. Gage spotted several couples making out in the shadows, and those who weren't into PDA were probably getting into all sorts of trouble in the curtained alcoves situated throughout the club. Sin always drew a wild crowd—folks of all ages flocked to the club for a night of boozing, dancing, and even screwing if they didn't make a spectacle out of it.
Everything on the floor looked fine, and Gage knew his bouncers would notify him over the comm if that changed. For now, no problems seemed to be brewing in the air.
"BMOC over there just asked if we offer party favors." Carla sidled up to Gage, her red-painted lips close to his ear as she gave him the heads-up.
His eyes narrowed at the pretty waitress. "What kind of party favors? And which big man on campus are we talking about?"
"I'm pretty sure he's looking for pussy. The expensive kind." The blonde gave a discreet tilt of the head. Right in the direction of the back booth.
Gage turned, expecting his gaze to collide with a pair of hungry blue eyes, but the brunette was gone. Only her date remained, tapping his fingers on the tabletop, a smug look pasted on his chiseled face. The kid couldn't have been older than twenty-two or twenty-three, but he exuded an air of entitlement that was impossible to miss. He was a Very Important Person, at least in his own eyes.
"Who is he?" Gage asked.
"Kat said he's some big shot's kid. That's how he got up here."
The younger guy's dark eyes were checking out every woman in the lounge. He made no attempt to hide it, either, as if it was his right to leer.
Gage felt vindicated by the knowledge that the kid's beautiful date had ditched him.
"Tell him we don't sell skin here," he said coolly. "If he can't find a girl who'll fuck him for free, he can go out on the street corner like any other john."
Carla snorted. "Gotcha."
Man, he really hated some of the clientele that frequented Sin. Every night he encountered at least one rich, pretentious ass who thought the world owed him something. Case in point—this smug-faced creep inquiring about procuring the services of a whore.
As part owner, Gage supposed he had the right to throw the guy out, but Reed and AJ would tear him a new one if they found out he was sending away big spenders.
And big spender, indeed. Gage glanced back in time to see Carla delivering a six-hundred-dollar bottle of whiskey to the table. And the douche bag was now making eyes at the cute, not-a-prostitute redhead seated at the VIP bar. Good. She ought to occupy him for a while.
Gage touched his earpiece. "Yo, Jesse, get up here and take over. Gonna pop out for a cigarette."
The bouncer's baritone voice crackled in his ear. "Got it, boss."
He waited until he spotted Jesse's close-cropped head weaving through the crowd. In between flashes of strobe, Gage saw the crowd part without delay for the muscular man, which made him smile. He'd handpicked all the bouncers himself, with only two required traits in the hiring process: reliable and intimidating as fuck. Jesse fit both of those to a T.
As the other bouncer ascended the steps up to the lounge, Gage headed for the emergency exit on the other side of the room. He strode down the narrow staircase, emerging a moment later in the alley behind the building.
He rummaged in his pocket for his e-cigarette, lifted his head—and froze.
His blue-eyed angel sat eight feet away. Slender body up on the wooden crate next to the staff door, chestnut-brown hair falling over one shoulder, dress riding up her thighs to reveal long, silky legs.
He sucked in a breath. Lord, she was even more appealing up close. Not beautiful in the Hollywood sense, but intriguingly attractive in a very real way. The enormous blue eyes were her best feature, and her mouth was just pouty enough to conjure up the image of plump lips wrapped around his dick.
Gage cleared his throat. "You shouldn't be out here."
She jumped at the sound of his voice, head swiveling and gaze flying to his. She instantly hopped off the crate, smoothing out the front of her dress as a frown creased her lips. "Why not?"
"A pretty girl all alone in an alley at midnight—I don't think it needs much more explanation than that." He inhaled a quick drag of the e-cigarette. The mint-flavored vapor was no substitute for a real smoke, and he wasn't sure why he even bothered with it.
"I just needed some air." Her voice was huskier than he'd imagined it would be. Sexier. "I'll go back inside soon."
Wait—she'd only come outside for air? And her date had been asking about prostitutes in her absence? Wow. Real stand-up guy.
"It's so crowded in there," she added.
"Nightclubs usually are," he said dryly.
"Yeah, I guess they are. I'm not much of a clubber, but Mick wouldn't take no for an answer. He said I haven't lived until I've gone to Sin." A sigh slipped out. "It's our first date ..."
Gage waited for her to continue. When she didn't, he filled in the rest. "And you're not at all into him."
"Why do you say that?"
His gaze slid back to hers, slow and purposeful. "Because if you were, you wouldn't have been eye-fucking me all night."
Her breath hitched, cheeks growing the most appealing shade of pink.
He had to laugh. "Am I wrong?"
The denial he'd expected didn't come. "No, you're not wrong."
Christ. There were so many things he could say to that, so many things he could do. Dirty, dirty words and dirty, dirty acts. But he reined in every single wicked urge. Just because her mere proximity had turned his lower body into a raging inferno didn't mean he would give in to the burn. He was a grown man. More than capable of controlling his base impulses.
"I'm Skyler," she said, after his silence had dragged on for far too long.
"Maybe you're new to civilized society, but normally when people introduce themselves, you reply by providing your own name." She arched one perfectly defined eyebrow.
"Is that right?" His lips twitched. "Well, what makes you think I'm at all civilized, Skyler?"
That made her falter. She bit her lower lip. Tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and the scent of her shampoo floated his way. She smelled like green apples. A sweet and feminine fragrance, serving as a reminder that he shouldn't be out here talking to her.
"How old are you, sweetheart?" His voice came out rough.
"Well, my ID held up at the door, so I'm over twenty-one if that's what you're worried about. Twenty-four, actually. In some cultures that would make me a spinster."
Gage swallowed a laugh. There was something truly refreshing about her sarcasm, especially when contrasted with the flush of her cheeks and the way she fidgeted with her hands. She didn't belong here. Not at this club, not even in this neighborhood. She should be nestled between crisp white sheets right about now, snuggled next to a wholesome man while the two of them watched late-night talk shows before bed.
"Go back inside," he said gruffly. "Your date's probably wondering where you are."
That made her snicker. "I doubt it. I think he wrote me off the second he realized I wasn't going to fuck him tonight."
Gage's cock jerked in his pants. Jesus. That angel mouth wasn't allowed to say things like that. Not in front of him, a man whose inner devil could be summoned at the drop of a hat.
"Go back inside," he repeated.
"Why? You don't like talking to me?" Hands planted on her slim hips, she moved closer, a pensive look on her face.
He shrugged. "I don't like talking, period."
"Huh. So what do you like to do?"
Gage met her eyes in another long, deliberate stare. Leaving no question as to what he enjoyed doing.
She visibly swallowed. And then she startled the hell out of him.
"So maybe that's what we should do."
A laugh rumbled out of his chest. "You're playing with fire, baby."
She had the nerve to lick her lips. He didn't think she'd done it as an intentional taunt, but damn, the response to seeing her tongue dart out was instantaneous. His erection pulsed against his zipper, hard and persistent, like it was trying to tunnel its way out of his pants and into her pussy.
Gage took a breath, trying to ease the ache down south. Nope, he wasn't giving in, wasn't going to acknowledge the awareness prickling over his flesh. He was fighting in two days, and he didn't like to screw before a match. The frustration fueled him, gave him the edge he needed to send an opponent to his knees.
But at the moment, he wanted to be the one on his knees. With his head underneath Skyler's skimpy dress, his face buried between her legs as he licked her up until she screamed.
"Yes," he rasped. "You're definitely playing with fire."
"Maybe I like fire, did you ever think of that? Maybe I want to get burned."
God help him. The defiance in her voice was almost as big of a turn-on as the heat in her eyes. She was looking at him like she wanted to eat him up. Like he was already naked and pumping inside her.
"You don't even know me," he muttered.
Her voice never wavered. "I don't care."
Gage stared at her again. He couldn't figure her out. She was young, just as he'd suspected. Sweet, too. But there was no mistaking the passion heating her gaze.
He took a step toward her. "You don't care that you don't know my name."
"No." One word, low and breathy.
He moved in closer, slowly backing her up into the brick wall. She let him. Her heels clicked softly on the pavement as she walked backward, until her body connected with the hard surface and she had nowhere else to go.
"You don't care that you've only known me for five minutes."
Gage kept a solid five inches between them, but at the rate his dick was thickening, it would find a way to breach the distance sooner rather than later.
He brought his lips close to her ear and enjoyed the way she shivered. "Why not, Skyler? Why don't you care?"
"Because ..." She had to tip her head back to meet his gaze. "Because I like how this feels."
"How what feels?"
"This. Being bad. I've never done anything like this before."
No, he doubted she had. Yet nothing in her expression told him she didn't want it. Her face held a combination of heat, lust, and fascination. Her breathing came out labored, breasts practically spilling out of her dress with the rise and fall of her chest, and he certainly didn't miss the blush on her creamy skin or the insistent throb of her pulse at the base of her throat.
"You're turned on," he said softly.
"Yes." She squeezed her lips together, and from the way her whole body clenched, he suspected she'd squeezed her thighs together, too.
Fucking hell. He wanted to pry her legs open and slip his fingers inside her, discover just how turned on she really was.
As if she'd read his mind, her body relaxed, and his gaze dropped in time to see her stance widen, those red stilettos gleaming in the moonlight slicing into the alley. God. She'd spread her legs, blatantly giving him permission to take what he wanted.
"Why aren't you scared of me?" he murmured.
"Should I be?"
"Maybe." Unable to help himself, he touched her face, rubbing her bottom lip with his thumb.
She gasped quietly, then leaned into his touch.
Son of a bitch. This woman was liable to kill him. He'd never met anyone who was so ready to be fucked. Her arousal surrounded him like an enticing haze, quickening his pulse and fogging his mind.
"Don't act like you don't want it." Big blue eyes, gleaming with challenge, peered up at him. "Earlier when I was looking at you ...you were looking right back. You liked what you saw."
Without breaking eye contact, he erased those five inches of distance by thrusting his thigh between her legs. He knew the second she felt his erection pressing into her, because she gave another sharp intake of breath.
"Tell me your name," she whispered.
Gage rotated his hips and fought a groan as a rush of heat flowed through him. What the hell was happening to him? He couldn't remember the last time he'd wanted someone this bad.
"Why should I?" His lips traveled to her ear, tongue slipping out to lick the delicate lobe. He chuckled when her hands shot up to cling to his shoulders. She tried pulling him closer, but he didn't let her. "I don't think you want to know my name," he mocked. "I think it would ruin the fantasy."
Skyler wrinkled her forehead. "What's the fantasy?"
He rubbed his aching cock over her pelvis, loving the way her eyes widened with pleasure. He grasped one long leg and propped it on his hip, deepening the contact, ignoring the voice in the back of his head. The one shouting for him to stop. Dry- humping a stranger outside his place of business was a stupid idea, but this woman had unleashed his carnal caveman.
"What's the fantasy?" she repeated, a twinge of anxiety in her voice.
He shoved a hand in her hair, yanking hard on one thick strand before lazily twining it around his fingers. "Getting fucked by a stranger. That's what you want, isn't it? For me to fuck you right here, right now, against this wall. Isn't that what you want, Skyler?"
The anguished noise she made was the sexiest thing he'd ever heard. "Y-yes. That's what I want."
A dark laugh slid out. He licked a path from her ear down to her neck, latching his mouth on her hot flesh. Lord, she was burning up. And she'd started grinding her lower body against him, rocking hard, each desperate glide over his cock sending him closer to the edge. Hell, at this rate, he'd come in his pants before he even took his dick out.
But no. No. He may have boarded this bad idea train, but now it was time to derail it.
Except he couldn't stop, couldn't think straight, couldn't concentrate on anything but the warm, willing woman in his arms. He trailed kisses up her throat, paused briefly to nibble on her jaw, then zeroed in on that pouty mouth. Screw it. One kiss. Just to find out if she tasted as sweet as he suspected.
But holy hell, it was even better than he could've ever imagined. The moment their mouths met, every shred of common sense flew out the window. Her lips were warm and pliant and eager as hell as she kissed him back like a woman starved. Her body melted against him like hot butter, slender arms wrapping around his neck as her tongue greedily slid into his mouth. Gage slicked his tongue over hers, groaning when a shock wave of lust roared through him.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
## SUPERB. I adored this book. At first I was getting mad at the heroine for throwing herself at the hero repeatedly but Skyler is so amazing that it actually works in this story. She's bold, capable, funny and sweet. Wow, and really honest. And the hero was hot as hell. Their chemistry was absolutely sizzling. This was a really fun and sexy read with apprx. 120 pages and I will definitely read again.
Gage Holt, ex MMA fighter and part owner of the night club Sin, wanted Skyler Thompson the moment he saw her but he would never be with her. She was a good girl and he thought he wasn't good enough to be with a good girl. Skyler thought that now was the right time to try that sex with no strings thing. Gage was the whole package and she wanted him. Life hasn't dealt Gage a fair hand and he doesn't trust anyone. Will he give in and give it a shot with Skyler or will he continue to push her away? WOW! Talk about a man made for sin! Gage is drool worthy and he knows how to please a woman. Skyler may be a good girl but under it all is a naughty girl waiting for the right man to bring it out. These two are smokin' hot together. If you want a scorching hot romance with good humor and a few a life's roadblocks thrown in, this is the book for you. I loved it and I can't wait to read about AJ and Reed. Thank you Elle Kennedy for a fantastic read. Received a copy in exchange for an honest review.
As posted on The Smutty Kitty reviewed by KittyKelly 5 out of 5 Licks OMG this book was so freaking HOT!!!!! This book is classified as a novella, but Elle did a great job introducing the characters and building the relationship between these two. It starts out as two people with a very intense attraction and grows into a relationship without either of them even noticing. lol I was hooked from the first paragraph. I didn't stop reading once I started until I finished. When Gage and Skyler together are a major fire hazard, they were setting stuff on fire left and right. I love watching big, tough guys fall hard and Gage is the epitome of tough guy. Even though he shows Skyler what it's like to walk on the wild side, he also shows her his sweet side that makes me melt. I'm looking forward to seeing what the next book in this series brings.
4 stars-fast pace, energetic: ONE NIGHT OF SIN is the first installment (and novella) in Elle Kennedy’s contemporary, adult After Hours erotic romance series. This is MMA fighter and night club owner Gage Holt and psychology student/waitress Skyler Thompson’s storyline. ONE NIGHT OF SIN focuses on the instant attraction between good girl Skyler Thompson and MMA fighter Gage Holt. Gage doesn’t do relationships and Skyler is only looking for sex and fun but their friends with benefits arrangement quickly crosses the line when Gage and Skyler start looking for something more. Skyler is the pursuer and knows exactly who and what she wants. Gage’s life in the arena has an end date-three more fights and a debt will be paid-but the people in charge are not so easy to let go. When physical threats find Gage fighting for his life, he will push Skyler away hoping to protect the woman with whom he has fallen in love. The sex scenes are erotic and steamy; Gage likes to talk dirty during sex. We will be introduced to Gage’s partners at SIN-former MMA fighters AJ Walsh and Reed Miller-two men whose stories have yet to be told. Skyler’s roommates and BFFs are colorful, energetic and hoping for see their bestie find love. The world building takes the reader into the underground world of MMA fighting, the nightlife at club Sin, and the dance floor and backrooms where fantasies come true. Elle Kennedy’s ONE NIGHT OF SIN is a fast paced, energetic and revealing introduction to her AFTER HOURS erotic romance series.
Loved Gage & Skylar. Great story.
Wonderful read as long as you paid 99 cents. It's a super short, 125 page love story.
One Night of Sin is book one in the After Hours series by Elle Kennedy. Gosh, I love Elle Kennedy’s books. I’ve had this on my e-reader for awhile and just hadn’t gotten to it. I finally decided to grab it and my oh my, it was fantastic. Skyler Thompson is a good girl, a boring good girl. She is working to get her psychology masters degree and working at a restaurant. That doesn’t leave much time for a social life. Skyler is on a disaster of a date at an exclusive nightclub in Boston called, Sin, the first time she laid eyes on him. She couldn’t tear her eyes away. Later, when they accidentally run in to each other in the alley, Skyler knows she wants him. Could she shed her good girl persona and have just one hot night with this stranger? She’s sure one night will be enough, won’t it? Gage Holt doesn’t do relationships. He has a dark past and has learned to bottle up his emotions. He and his two partners own the club Sin and Gage is in charge of security. That’s how he first saw her, while standing up above the club looking over everything. But, Gage is dark inside. And Skyler isn’t. She exudes light. But if he let her be around him, it wouldn’t take long for his darkness to snuff out her light. He can’t let that happen. What starts out as a benefits only arrangement between Gage and Skyler quickly grows into more. Gage has a past, one he has tried to keep Skyler away from. But just like everything else she does, she just bulldozes her way right in. I loved this story. Gage and all his broodiness was perfection. And Skyler, She was just perfect for him. At the same time as they are still finding their way into their relationship, part of Gage’s dark world intrudes. Elle’s books are sexy as heck but her characters are also so easy to love. This is a short book, a quick read. I most definitely want to continue on with the series with book two, One Night of Scandal, which will be Gage’s partner Reed’s story. I can’t wait.
Okay read... nothing much stood out from other stories I have read to make it memorable for me.
oh my !!!
I loved Gage from the beginning. It's a shame what some kids are subjected to, no wonder some have such a hard time as an adult to trust!
Definitely a must read
A woman who knows what she wants who she wants and doesnt play coy and she gets him
Love all her books
I absolutely loved this story. She knew what she wanted and she went for it. Easy sexy hot reading with a good plot. Highly recommend this and I am looking forward to the next book in this series. One Night of Trouble
I absolutely loved this book! The characters and story line pull you in and keep you in. But then, everything Elle writes is amazing!