For One Night Only
For one night only—that's all Dr. Bethany Shaw tells herself she can
handle. Still reeling from a past relationship, she trusts no one. The
encounter with a mesmerizing rock star threatens to change her life forever.
Can she let go of the pain and learn to love again?
For one night only—that's all Latino rock singer Ruben Navarro can
promise, both on stage and in bed. Bored long ago of the readily available
women, his sole passion is his charity, until he meets a reserved but sexy
doctor who makes him want to forget his past.
For one night only—that's all she ever had, but it would never be enough
for the damaged young woman who watches Ruben's every move from the shadows.
The promise of being with him again is all she lives for--and nobody is
going to get in her way.
Sensuality Rating: SCORCHING
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Length: 71,000 words
"This story is the result of a few years spent writing as a hobby for
my friends on an Internet forum. They encouraged me to take it further so,
here it is. My first book. My story is about a strong woman, a hot man and
lots of sexual tension. I hope you enjoy it." ~Luxie~
Cover Art by Jinger
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"For One Night
Only is a refreshing unique
contemporary romance that I thoroughly
enjoyed. I was riveted by the characters
and read the entire story in one sitting.
From the very beginning of the story where
Bethany goes to medically check out Ruben,
the chemistry and sexual heat is there
between them, and sparks fly. Yet you can
feel the characters struggles with leaving
it as one night only or trying to build a
relationship. How does a strong,
independent doctor with her own career
like Bethany Shaw emotionally build and
maintain a relationship with a rock star,
a person who is bigger than life, but is
just an incredibly sexy man when it is
just the two of them. Ruben's life is open
to the public and his every move is
scrutinized and stalked, could Bethany
handle his lifestyle and constant travel,
would she want to, and what does she have
to give up to be with him. The two travel
to Miami and across the world to Paris
together to see if there newfound love can
work, while at the same time they are
stalked by a crazed fan. As Ruben's past
transgressions in life catch up with him
the story unfolds at an emotional heart
stopping pace. I highly recommend this hot
steamy love story and I look forward to
reading many more stories written by Ms
Ryder." --Daria White, Wild on Books.
5 Stars: "For One Night
Only is a sizzling love story. You
could feel the sexual tension between
Bethany and Reuben. The characters worked
well together and were well-developed. The
plot caught my attention and held it to
the last word. Great summer reading."
--Anne Boling, Review Your Book
"I could really feel Bethany’s turmoil
as she tries hard not to let the doubts
and suspicions creep into her newly
found relationship. The sex they share
is exhilarating, making you blush. Once
the duo meets, the pacing became
unstoppable. One thing or the other kept
happening until your head is spinning.
Ms. Ryder knows how to tell a story and
has handled complex emotions like
jealousy, envy, infatuation like a pro.
I was quite taken with the hurt,
confused, and emotionally fragile
villain who really deserved something
else. Although shaky at times, For One
Night Only is indeed a very entertaining
mix of spine tingling twists and red-hot
loving!" --Mahaira Fatima, Just
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‘Are you the patient?’ She had to check. He looked too damn good to
‘Yes, it’s me. Thank you for coming Doctor Shaw,’ he said, smiling
warmly as he shook her hand.
‘So you do actually believe I am a doctor?’ Her words surprised both
men, but she couldn’t resist the dig at the short, weirdly
dressed guy who had practically frisked her at the door before
allowing her to enter.
Ruben smiled in apology. ‘Please excuse our strange behavior, but surely
you realize that we need to be very careful?’
She didn’t doubt that for one minute. The singer facing her was globally
famous, huge even by Vegas standards, although he was no longer
as wildly popular as he had been when his first single was
released some years ago. Known only by his last name of
‘Navarro’, his musical style was unique, a kind of
‘Rock/Flamenco’ fusion that relied far too heavily on screaming
guitars and raucous vocals for her tastes.
He was a couple of inches taller than her 5’9”. The combination of black
collar length wavy hair, dark brown eyes and golden skin was
stunning. His features could have been a little too strong, but
were softened by long eyelashes and a warm, full mouth. A trace
of an accent remained from his youth and gave his deep, slightly
husky voice an exotic air.
A brief, tight smile crossed her face. ‘I understand, of course. People
are usually relieved to see me. It’s not often that I get
interrogated on the doorstep.’
‘Well, we’re happy to see you…right Byron?’ He winked at his friend and
turned to give her a wide smile. She fought the urge to return
his grin, busying herself by putting her bag down, while she
inquired as to the nature of the problem. Retrieving her
stethoscope as he spoke, she turned to him.
‘Okay, if you could just remove your shirt, Mr. Navarro.’
‘Why do I need to take my shirt off?’ Ruben exclaimed. His dark eyebrows
knit together in surprise, chasing away the boyish charm he had
been leveling at her moments before.
‘So I can listen to your breathing,’ she replied in an exasperated tone.
‘There is no need to look so scared. I have seen many bare
Ruben flushed. ‘I’m sorry. We have to be careful...’ His voice trailed
off as he shuffled uncomfortably.
‘Yes, you told me that already,’ she murmured. ‘Do I look like a
groupie, Mr. Navarro?’ she asked, beginning to smile.
He reddened further. ‘No, I guess not.’
Byron coughed and excused himself from the room, making a poor job of
disguising his amusement.
Turning his back to her, Ruben removed the black shirt. Bethany raised
her head just as he slid the fabric down over his shoulders,
exposing a broad expanse of toned muscle. She swallowed hard as
she watched his back ripple from the motion, light bouncing
along his olive skin. Dropping his shirt onto the bed, he turned
to her. Boyish embarrassment gone, it was every inch the man
that steadily returned her gaze.
‘Where do you want me, Doctor?’
If his back was gorgeous, his front was better! Taking in his
broad chest, her eyes dropped to his abdomen, following the
trail of hair until it disappeared into the waistband of his
Snapping back to attention, she realized he had spoken to her. She saw
his knowing look and felt like she had been caught with her hand
in the cookie jar. A quirky smile played on his lips as he asked
again where she wanted him. Berating herself, she told him to
sit on the bed. After assuring him she was not a groupie, the
mere thought of touching him made her nervous.
Mischievous brown eyes twinkled at her as she crossed the room to stand
over him. Resolving not to look him in the eye again, she asked
him to take a deep breath as she placed the stethoscope on his
chest. The contact of the cold metal caused him to flinch
momentarily, making her jump in response.
‘Sorry, I forgot to warm it up.’ She laughed nervously, raising the disc
to her mouth to breathe on it. His eyes followed her actions and
she saw them spark briefly before she moved out of his line of
vision. Placing the warmed disc back onto his skin, she found it
was hard to hear much with her own blood pounding in her ears.
Bethany moved again, asking him to turn to the side so she could listen
through his back. She was mortified to see her hands shaking as
she touched him again. Her eyes drifted to where his hands were
braced on his thighs and she noted his long, thick fingers.
Mouth going dry, she remembered what they said about guys with
big hands and dropped the stethoscope all together. Ruben craned
his head around to look at her.
Dropping to her knees to retrieve her equipment, she glanced up to find
him looking down her blouse. Scrambling quickly to her feet, she
straightened her jacket, shielding her body from his eyes, lest
he spot the hardened nipples she could feel begging for
‘All done?’ he asked, the lightness of his tone in direct opposition to
the intensity of his gaze. He’d noticed all right.
‘Yes, thank God,’ she replied, realizing belatedly that she had
spoken out loud. His look of surprise was replaced seconds later
by a broad laugh. Flushing furiously, she laughed herself. She
really had to get a grip on her nerves.
She held the discarded dress against her, unable to simply stand there
with his eyes on her body.
‘No,’ he said throatily. ‘Don’t hide from me.’
Obeying him, she felt self-conscious as she waited, watching him strip
slowly. He sure knew the value of anticipation, she
realized as he took forever to undo his jeans before letting
them slide down his legs. Her attention centered on his groin as
he flicked his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear,
easing them carefully over his erection. Bethany swallowed
dryly, unable to help but stare. His wasn’t the first hard-on
she’d ever seen. It wasn’t even the biggest. But damn he looked
good and she wanted him inside her. She felt the wetness dampen
her crotch as her muscles convulsed in anticipation.
‘I’ve been trying to imagine what you had on under that dress all
night,’ he said, moving to stand in front of her. Snaking out a
hand, he clasped the back of her neck and forced her to close
the gap between them. The soft skin of his erection touched her
first, sliding up her abdomen and resting there as he pressed
his body into hers. A bunched fist in her hair dragged her head
back and he looked down at her briefly before trailing his
tongue across the slash of her lips. She palmed the skin on his
back, letting her fingers trail slowly down to his firm butt.
His warmth filled her hands as she pulled him harder against her
groin. Taking her lead he slipped the straps of her underwear
from her shoulders. Filling his hands with her breasts, his
thumbs brushed across her nipples repeatedly and he paused to
watch her reaction briefly before dropping his head. His lips
started a slow, tortuous journey down from her neck, over her
collarbone and onto her breast. She could feel the warmth of his
breath as he sucked a nipple into his mouth. Cursing him
silently as he removed his lips to focus again on her camisole,
she waited as he stroked it down her body, kissing every inch of
skin he exposed until coming to rest at the apex of her thighs.
Staying on his knees, he kissed her abdomen, using his weight to push
her back to lie on the bed. Bethany began to sit, but he stopped
her by hooking her legs over his shoulders, forcing her to lay
back. Strong fingers parted her thighs as his head lowered. He
didn’t touch her instantly, but she began to writhe as his soft
hair trailed along her skin. Just his breath against her nub
caused a little tremor and she pulled back instinctively. He
held her still as he flicked his tongue over her the first
time—as if he knew she would buck against him as the sensation
shot through her. Gentle at first, his strokes became bolder
until finally he sucked her fully into his mouth, moving his
head randomly as he groaned against her.
She was shocked by her reaction. Throwing her head back, she bit down on
her lip, trying to stifle the sounds coming from her. Barely
able to breathe, she gasped and jerked as his tongue stroked her
over and over again. His attention moved suddenly to her inner
thigh, nibbling and sucking the skin between his teeth.
She sagged against the bed as the overwhelming heat building in her
subsided briefly, allowing her time to register the pain she was
inflicting on herself by digging her nails into her palms. His
mouth returned to her clit, sending sensations slamming through
her again. Clutching desperately at the bedcovers beneath her
palms, Bethany started to shake—amazement that she was about to
climax replaced by a desperate need to. Her torture increased as
he circled her pussy with the tip of his finger, causing her to
writhe against him, moaning. Her thighs trembled against his
cheek as he kept her on the brink. What was he waiting for? She
began to groan and rub against him, praying that he knew what
she needed. The teasing finger plunged into her immediately—his
mouth and tongue still moving against her as he began to take
her with his hand.
‘Oh my God…Ruben!’ she exclaimed, lifting her hips from the bed and
grinding against him as the first spasm hit. He rode it out with
her, not letting her go until she collapsed, chest heaving as
she struggled for air. Finally opening her eyes to find him
leaning over her, slightly breathless himself, she clasped his
face in her hands.
‘You liked that?’ he smiled, fishing for compliments. Reaching up, she
brought him down to her for a scorching kiss.
‘What do you think?’
SIREN SEX Rating
Traditional romance, suitable for the general
Heavy sexual tension; graphic details; may contain
coarse language (BookStrand)
Erotic, graphic sex; explicit sexual language; may offend delicate
Erotica romance; contains many sexual encounters; may contain unconventional
sex; will offend delicate readers (SIREN)
Excessive or non-exclusive sex; many instances of unconventional sex; may be hardcore; not for the faint-hearted
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