{"id":263992,"date":"2026-07-15T01:48:21","date_gmt":"2026-07-14T22:48:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/irresistible-jenna-hartley\/"},"modified":"2026-07-15T01:48:21","modified_gmt":"2026-07-14T22:48:21","slug":"irresistible-jenna-hartley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/irresistible-jenna-hartley\/","title":{"rendered":"Irresistible – Jenna Hartley"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\u201cThat\u2019s my favorite too.\u201d Even though it was my top pick, I\u2019d mostly said it because I knew she liked it. I\u2019d found that when it came to decorating my house\u2014I wanted her to have everything she wanted. Which was ridiculous, really. She didn\u2019t live here, but I liked knowing that she was all around me \u2014in the design, in the details. I didn\u2019t want to contemplate what it might be like when we moved on from our no-strings relationship. I\u2019d be alone in this huge house, surrounded by memories of her.<\/p>\n

I shook away those thoughts and forced myself to focus on the present. I grazed my lips along her ear, noticing how she curled away, yet her body leaned into me. \u201cHunter\u2026\u201d I sensed hesitation, resistance, but also desire. She wanted me, but she was fighting it. Even after what had happened at the wedding.<\/p>\n

Even after the things she\u2019d shared and the sex we\u2019d had\u2026she continued to fight this. She\u2019d learn. As promised, I\u2019d have her begging for more. I slid my hand beneath her shirt, loving the feel of her warm skin against mine. She tensed briefly before tilting her head back against my chest. And I took that as an invitation to explore. \u201cI can\u2019t stop thinking about you,\u201d I rasped. \u201cI can\u2019t stop thinking about the things I want to do to you,\u201d I tacked on, more in an effort to preempt any freak-out on her part.<\/p>\n

\u201cAlways talking,\u201d she murmured. \u201cAll right,\u201d I said, spinning her around and throwing her over my shoulder. \u201cThat\u2019s it.\u201d She kicked the air, her fists beating playfully on my back. \u201cHey! Put me down.\u201d I didn\u2019t say anything. I was done talking. I carried her up the stairs to my bedroom and dropped her on the bed. The custom shades had yet to arrive, so my windows were bare. Apart from a bedside lamp and the light from the skyline, the room was relatively dark.<\/p>\n

\u201cStrip.\u201d She propped herself up on her elbows. Her cheeks were pink, her hair mussed from being carried upside down. \u201cExcuse me?\u201d I crossed my arms over my chest. \u201cYou heard me.\u201d She stared back at me, unmoving, unyielding.<\/p>\n

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No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations embodied in a book review and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author\u2019s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental ISBN: 9798610224466 Editing: Lisa A.<\/p>\n

Hollett Cover Artwork \u00a9 2019 L.J. Anderson of Mayhem Cover Creations For my dad. I\u2019m so lucky to have such a loving, supportive father. A man who would do anything for his family. A man who watches chick flicks with pride and devours my novels. CONTENTS Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty Chapter Twenty-One Chapter Twenty-Two Chapter Twenty-Three Chapter Twenty-Four Chapter Twenty-Five Chapter Twenty-Six Chapter Twenty-Seven Chapter Twenty-Eight Chapter Twenty-Nine Chapter Thirty Chapter Thirty-One Note to Readers Acknowledgments About the Author C H A P T E R O NE \u201cThe guys will be back soon,\u201d Jake said, his hands canvassing my body.<\/p>\n

Hungrily. Greedily. I smirked, fumbling with the button to his fly. \u201cThen we better hurry.\u201d He was fit, and boy did he know how to fuck. He was a little younger than my usual, but hey, I didn\u2019t discriminate. As long as he was over eighteen, not in a relationship, and not looking for one, it was all good.<\/p>\n

\u201cOr\u2026\u201d He took my hands, linking our fingers together, lifting them higher, away from where I wanted them. \u201cYou could come to my place tonight. Dinner?\u201d His expression was hopeful, too hopeful. I was beginning to think he\u2019d gotten the wrong impression about what this was. I trailed a finger down his bare chest, delighting in the way his nipples puckered.<\/p>\n

He really did have a nice body, even if he wasn\u2019t the sharpest tool in the shed. \u201cWhat\u2019s on the menu?\u201d \u201cWell, I was thinking we\u2019d drink some wine. I\u2019d cook for you.\u201d This was all sounding good. I liked wine and hot men who cooked. Especially hot men who cooked and gave me orgasms. I could totally get behind this. He stepped closer, grabbing my hips. \u201cYou could spend the night.\u201d And then he had to go and ruin it. It was as if someone had doused me with a bucket of ice water.<\/p>\n

Spend the night? He\u2019d clearly forgotten who he was talking to. \u201cJake, sweetie.\u201d I smiled, giving his chest a tap. \u201cI don\u2019t do sleepovers. You know that.\u201d \u201cI thought maybe you\u2019d make an exception\u2014for me.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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