Awakened Lust: The Indecent Proposal, #1

By Kat T.Scott

Vivian

I've always been simple.
Grew up in a simple town.
In a simple home with a loving family.
I never wished for anything life can't offer me.
Until the Frescos came into my life.

Nothing is simple to them.
Not a mess but a tangled swing.
And they draw me into their world.
Can I avoid being swayed by them?
Or is it better to stay?

Is satisfaction enough to be happy?

Vivian Montero lives a simple life. Married to her childhood sweetheart; has her dream career of being a teacher; lives in a home with white picket fences. She's only waiting to have her own children for her happiness to be complete.

But her husband wants more than a simple life. Rave Montero is an ambitious man. He will do anything to be the next Anderson Cooper – even if it means exchanging wives with his CEO, George Fresco.

What will happen when a simple woman meets a man who can give her more than she thought she could have? And will the billionaire's wife take it sitting down?

Indecent Proposal is a romantic romance from the bestselling author Kat T. Scott. This new series offers a story about choosing between satisfaction and happiness.

Awakened Lust is the first book of this series. In this book, the Frescos will attempt to awaken Vivian's desire. Will their first of many indecent proposals be accepted?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kat T.Scott
• Release date: Sep 24, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223300663

Kat T.Scott

Kat T. Scott is a talented romance author with a passion for storytelling and a belief in the power of happily ever after. Her books feature strong heroines and alpha male heroes who stop at nothing to win their hearts, infused with humor, heart, and plenty of heat. Drawing on her background in journalism, Kat specializes in spinning thrilling tales of mystery, suspense, Mafia, BDSM, and erotica with unexpected twists and turns. Her latest novella, Cruel Fate, is a page-turning tale of love and redemption that is available for free when you sign up for her newsletter. Join Kat on this wild and naughty ride and discover the magic of her unforgettable romances for yourself. With vivid characters, steamy scenes, and unforgettable storylines, she is a true master of the art of romance. Sign up for her newsletter to be the first to know about her latest releases, exclusive giveaways, and more.

Book preview

Chapter One

Vivian

I

push my hips harder to counter Rave's thrusts. When I try to direct him to a more sensitive spot, he ignores my hint. He spreads my legs and increases his intensity. I hide my frown while watching him ride me like a chariot. He is lost in pleasure and doesn't care if I'm with him.

I pretend to moan when he reaches and squeezes my breasts.

Oh. Finally, Rave shares some pleasure with me when he tugs my nipples while moving his hips. He touches the sensitive part slightly, making me crazy for more. I place my hands on his shoulder and attempt to pull him closer. I want him to kiss me, rub his torso against mine, and fill me with the heat of his skin. But Rave resisted. Instead, he raises my hips and pushes with more power against me. My walls feel numb from his careless thrusts.

When was it? I don't remember the last time Rave and I made love. These past months, what we had was only sex. I have no objection to his obsession to try almost all the positions from the Kama Sutra book he bought, but I like to do it in missionary style at the end. The intimacy between us in that position fuels my desire to cum and amplifies all the pleasure I get when we explode.

Rave has lost his liking for intimacy. Sometimes, I feel like he's pretending I'm a whore; he does anything he wants without considering me. When I try to entice him to be intimate, he brushes me off and declares I need to rest.

He growls while ramming my crotch, pushing his cock deeper. He still misses the spot that pleases me. Since we moved into the city, Rave cared more about proving the length of his cock instead of using it to please me. My walls pulsate and feel his heat when his shaft engorges. I push my hips harder against him, hoping to reach my ecstasy before he climaxes. But despite knowing my struggle, Rave grunts loudly and releases everything. I pretend to enjoy the last bits and smile at him. He replies with a proud grin.

Rave rolls to my side panting. He squeezes one of my tits and kisses my cheeks before pulling his condom out. Rave notices my frown and erases it with another kiss. I hate your job, he declares while rising from the bed. It tires you a lot. You can't even fuck well now.

My lips twitch while my hands turn into fists. Once again, Rave is blaming me for the mediocre sex. I throw a pillow on his back when he walks toward the bathroom. Rave only laughs when it hits him. Asshole! He has all the energy but doesn't know how to turn it into optimum pleasure. Oh, I wish I could say it to his face.

But, I’m serious, Viv. Quit your job, Rave tells me.

And what? Stare at the ceiling until you come home and spread my legs for you? I snap.

I love my job. Rave knows I've always wanted to be a schoolteacher. He always knew that my wishes were simple. He loved it about me when we became lovers in college. We were a young couple who didn't wish for a lot.

Rave and I grew up in a small town and lived a simple life since we were kids. Sure. He had some good dreams. Such as being a top journalist and the lead broadcaster at our local news station. But I never thought his obsession with that dream would make things complicated.

After college, Rave worked as a segment producer for a local TV station. I wanted to teach in our local school, but he begged me to support him. I did. After a year, he proposed, and we got married within six months. Life became easy for us. He was happy with his job; I finally got to have one.

Two years later, he got promoted to become a producer of a show. He made it a hit and got noticed by the upper management. They offered him a spot on the regional TV network. Rave was ecstatic even if he had to start as a segment producer again. He accepted the job without consulting me. He didn't care that we had to move and that I needed to quit my job. But what can I do? Pull him down?

A year later, Rave still struggles for a promotion. His ideas were not as ideal for people in urban areas and for the small-town crowd only, as his superior claimed. The frustration ate him slowly, damaging our young married life. We're in trouble financially, too – prompting me to find a job in a private elementary school. Rave hated it at first because the job exhausted me.

He cares about me, but he cares more about how I perform in bed. I wasn't the I'm ready. I'll be there. Take your frustration through sex with me type of wife