Risk It: Paolo's Playhouse, #2

By Natasha Moore

A working mom with two busy kids, Amy’s usually too exhausted to even think about sex. But she misses the closeness she used to have with her husband, Will. Maybe all those long hours at work aren’t the real reason he rarely touches her anymore. In a last ditch effort to save her marriage, she books them the voyeur room at Paolo’s Playhouse.

Will loves his wife, but she’s never been one to take risks – not since before kids, when they’d get a back booth at clubs and get each other worked up watching the dirty dancers. He knows they’ve both been letting work get in the way of each other. If Amy booked them a sexual playroom, things must be serious.

Amy hopes watching another couple get it on will give them the spark they need to rejuvenate their marriage. Or will it simply show her that it’s too late to recapture everything they’ve lost?

This is a previously released title.

All the Paolo’s Playhouse titles are standalone, but to enjoy in the fullest, read them in order:

Flaunt It #1

Risk It #2

Birthday Girl #3

Plaything #4

Playing for Real #5

• Language: English
• Publisher: Natasha Moore
• Release date: Apr 1, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386338024

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Table of Contents

Risk It

Risk It

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

About the Author

Risk It

Natasha Moore

Risk It

Paolo’s Playhouse #2

A working mom with two busy kids, Amy’s usually too exhausted to even think about sex. But she misses the closeness she used to have with her husband, Will. Maybe all those long hours at work aren’t the real reason he rarely touches her anymore. In a last ditch effort to save her marriage, she books them the voyeur room at Paolo’s Playhouse.

Will loves his wife, but she’s never been one to take risks – not since before kids, when they’d get a back booth at clubs and get each other worked up watching the dirty dancers. He knows they’ve both been letting work get in the way of each other. If Amy booked them a sexual playroom, things must be serious.

Can watching another couple get it on give them the spark they need to rejuvenate their marriage? Or will it simply show them that it’s too late to recapture everything they’ve lost?

Chapter One

If the rain slashing across the windshield was any indication of how the evening was going to go, Amy knew she should turn the car around and head home right now. But rain was just rain, for goodness sake, not a bad omen. She wasn’t going to let a little cold water dampen her spirits or wash away the shivers of anticipation skittering over her skin.

She had such high hopes for what the night might bring that she couldn’t help but be excited. Even if she had to turn the windshield wipers on high just to see where she was going. She took a deep breath as she turned into the parking lot in front of the renovated building where Paolo’s Playhouse was located.

Paolo’s Playhouse. Just the name called forth all sorts of naughty fantasies for her. She could still remember the enticing words of the ad tucked in the bottom corner of the newspaper. They seemed to be speaking directly to her. A new playground for consenting adults. Playrooms for every interest or desire. Bring your own plaything or we can provide one for you. We’ll help your fantasies come to life.

After a sleepless night hugging her side of the bed, Amy had called in sick to work that morning. It wasn’t really a lie. Her stomach had hurt ever since Will left for work, briefcase in hand, without kissing her goodbye. She’d never been one for taking chances, but ignoring the problem hadn’t made it go away. It had only made it worse.

She had to do something, so she’d screwed up the courage to call the number in the ad. The man she’d talked to on the phone had just about the sexiest voice she’d ever heard. As he talked to her about the possibilities the playhouse offered, she couldn’t help but think about when she and Will had been young and in love, and couldn’t keep their hands off each other. The man—had it been the Paolo?—had been so understanding and assured her that he had the perfect playroom for them. Not even the current downpour could drown her enthusiasm.

No. All that took was one glance around the parking lot. No sign of Will’s SUV.

Amy pulled into the closest parking space she could find and slammed the gear lever into park. Then she took a deep breath and dropped her head back onto the seat. There was no sense in getting angry just because she’d arrived first. She focused on the ripple of excitement that ran through her body as she imagined what she’d find inside.

The renovated brick warehouse held trendy shops and restaurants. No one would know there was a sexual playhouse on the third floor. What would