Hard Labor

By Britt DeLaney

Lexa Bradley got the beach house when she and her husband split. The problem is, the thing needs a lot of work. She hires a contractor that can give her what she needs – in more ways than one. She soon discovers that Jake is very good with his hands and when it comes to satisfying a woman, he knows how to get the job done.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Britt DeLaney
• Release date: Jun 14, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311212948

Britt DeLaney

Britt DeLaney lives and writes near Philadelphia. In her spare time she watches too much Netflix, eats too many Pop-Tarts, and is currently writing her ass off.

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Hard Labor

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Copyright 2015 Britt DeLaney

Smashwords Edition

Acknowledgments

For Kourtnay, who will be embarrassed to know I dedicated smut in her name.

Table of Contents

Chapter 1: Meet the Handyman

Chapter 2: Heat

Chapter 3: Lip Service

Chapter 4: Position Filled

Chapter 5: Swinging

Chapter 6: Down and Dirty

Chapter 7: Date

Chapter 1

Meet The Handyman

Lexa got the beach house when they split.

She told her girlfriends, and they all oohed and aaahed, high-fiving her and clapping her on the back, so happy to say, Get him, girl!

She'd never seen the place while they were married – mainly because they'd only been married eight months and he'd been traveling, cumulatively, for six of them.

Mark had been a whirlwind romance. She'd met him while she was visiting Dubai on a business trip of her own, and he'd seemed so very mysterious and thrilling. They both had an enormous layover in Heathrow, that turned into an overnight in London due to poor weather, and before she knew it, they were naked in a hotel room and extending their layovers by another day.

You're perfect, he told her that second day. Absolutely perfect for me!

And she had been. Just the right age to start a family, cultured – her father had been an ambassador to France at one time – college educated, and she owned her own company. The perfect piece of arm candy at his many business and charity functions, the perfect little woman waiting for him at home when his frequent business trips allowed him to be there.

He told her he loved her after three weeks of texting and skyping and showed up on her doorstep with a ring. They were married two weeks later in Las Vegas, and eighty-six days after that, she found out about his girlfriend in Miami. And the one in Aspen. And the one in South Africa. She now knew there were two in Europe, but she wasn't entirely sure where, and didn't care much, anyway.

And the worst, most horrific part of it all?

She didn't feel much of anything when she found out. He was like an entertaining stranger when he did come home, and once the initial whirlwind romance died down, she found he was boringly passive in bed, more than willing to lay back and let her take the lead, reclining like a sultan waiting to be serviced.

When they weren't in bed, they didn't fare much better. Despite their similar social status, they had very little to talk about, once they'd exhausted