The Passion Agency, Part 4: My Passion for You: The Passion Agency, #4

By Rebecca Lee

Fourth and Final Book in the Passion Agency Series! 

Donna "Passion" Casteel was a beautiful woman who felt her beauty slipping away with age. Unable to keep a man, drifting from one meaningless fling to another, her life seems dull and pointless.

Then a series of unlikely and strange events brought her to the brink of money and fame. She had a million dollar idea but barely enough to cover the rent. She had a boyfriend who was a former pro athlete, but she didn't have love. Worst of all she had nothing to fulfill her wanton naughty desires.

Determined to succeed and to find her dream lover, she reaches deep inside and will accept nothing but the best. Follow her rise from living paycheck to paycheck to the head of one of the world's hottest modeling agencies. Find out just what it means to make it to the top as a woman coming from nowhere.

This is the best of today's hottest erotic romances from Sylvia Day and EL James. "The Passion Agency" is a hot page turner that explores the life of a woman on the rise and going for what her heart desires.

“The Passion Agency” is hot contemporary romance and suspense with mature situations.

• Language: English
• Publisher: John Handy
• Release date: Aug 11, 2015
• ISBN: 9781516371563

Rebecca Lee

Rebecca Lee is a former swimsuit model, and now a successful dating coach for men. She is one of Author John Handy's Attraction Masters and is the author of the Forbidden Attraction Secrets for Men series. Her motto for men having success with her or any other woman they desire: "When we're face to face, if you are bold, fearless, and seek what you want, trust me you have us. Everytime." "A Slave to the Fantasy" is her first fiction series. Rebecca is single and lives in Southern California with her cat  and her beagle.

Book preview

Chapter 1—The Other Side of Women

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Donna  Casteel danced freely in a whole new world with no expectations and lots of money to do whatever she wanted. 

Of course, with all the struggle and heartache in her past, she didn't want the ride to end. It all felt too good.

She was experiencing things and places and people she thought totally out of her reach less than a six months ago. One of these people was busy kissing her ankles and lower legs after she emerged from a hot spa bath in her $600 a night room overlooking the breathtaking Napa Valley.

Martin Norand, motorcycle officer for the Los Angeles Police Department and Donna s first obsessive crush, was once again proving himself to be a skilled and caring lover.  Through the fate brought by her daughter s untimely suicide jump from the Venice Pier and Donna's appearance at a murder scene in Compton, the two of them had been reunited.

They made passionate love the first night they were together in Manhattan Beach on what was supposed to be an innocent coffee date.

Donna loved finally creating her fantasy in real life and Martin  was certainly gorgeous.

He was  combination of Asian and Caucasian features with  a thick neck, chest, and arms. He had a quiet intensity that comes with a job as dangerous as his.That quiet solid demeanor was how she remembered him from all those years ago when she adored him from afar in high school.

Back in those days, they never spoke until one day he came to her rescue after a quarrel with her boyfriend.

On that memorable day he took her to his car, let her get warm and dry, and then made his move. A move she wanted him to make. There wasn't a hint of nervousness or self-doubt as he began to touch her legs. Within minutes they were parked. He was laying back in his driver s seat bouncing her hungry body up and down on his rigid shaft.

It lasted only an hour but the memory of the excitement and how free and uninhibited she felt lasted for decades after.  He was her fantasy hunk from high school. The fantasy was still alive for her now that they were an item.

He was unattainable because he always seemed so much better then her lower-class upbringing. Unattainable because she was not the adorable cheerleader. Unattainable because she was already deep in love with someone else.

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She and Martin had each languished in bad situations and relationships thinking that if they  stuck it out,  it would become better. They were scared to explore the possibilities. Now that was all in the past.

Now it was all about the pursuit of pleasures and making up for lost time. For Donna and Martin, as powerful as the sex was, the pillow talk after was  perhaps even more powerful.

Why did you wait all these years?  Donna asked.  If you wanted me like you are showing me you now do, why did you wait?

Martin liked to put his glasses on after they made love. He'd do it for no particular reason. It made him look more learned and intelligent. He also liked to lay back and stare content but with a far off focus at the ceiling.  He would put his arm around Donna but instead of letting her head fall on his chest, she would be side to side with him and likewise staring up at the ceiling.

To Donna this behavior was different.  But after being together, she  knew it was just his thing. So she made it their thing.

We all have people like that who we regret not making a bold move to get to know when the opportunity best presented itself, he said.  It did make me sad. I admit that. I wanted you more than I ever wanted anyone that night in the park. When I went inside you that first moment, I felt like I was in heaven. You were so sexy and smelled so wonderful. You felt so good. That hour I wanted to last forever.

I remember being scared you weren t going to fit and it would hurt,  Donna said with an undercurrent of humor, trying to break the mood.  I was so glad you didn't pull out a condom or ask me about birth control or anything. There was a danger to the whole thing that made it exciting. We were both with other people in our normal lives and that all sort of just happened.  Why didn't you call though? I mean I think I know because I just said it. You admitted the other night you were looking to rectify a mistake.

Martin tilted his head from his fixed gaze at the ceiling and admired Donna's face. Creased slightly with time. Blame it on financial stress, and the painful events of life. It made her even more sexy in his eyes. He was in lust and he could see it turning to love despite them only being a couple such a short time. If they were even a couple at all.

I look at it like this,  he said as she tilted her head to meet his eyes.  "Now it looks like a mistake and now I'll affirmatively say it was a mistake. But then, maybe it wasn t. I didn't know what to say when I called. And you should know that I had the phone in my hand like twenty times. I didn't drink and if I had, maybe I would have called. I was scared. I was thinking of all the things we couldn't be because of our different worlds and our situations. I didn't love who I was with. I can't speak to you and that skinny guy. You ended up marrying him so that says something. If anything, doing what we both wanted to do and be together was much harder at that time, then it would be now at our place in life. High