Felicity Stripped Bare

Just when things are looking up, she falls for the man of her dreams.
It's been ten years since Felicity skipped out of high school, leaving behind the taunts of "retard." Things have hardly improved since then. Her job waitressing at a strip club is just one more tick in the "sucks" column of her life. Now she's signed up for tutoring and her future looks bright.until her hunky new landlord starts wreaking havoc on her libido.
And did he just say, "Evicted"? Not so fast, buddy. She may be dyslexic, but she's not stupid.
Daniel MacKenzie is this close to achieving his dream of setting up his own renovation company, so he's not interested in more demands on his time. Not even if one of those demands is a tenant wearing skintight jeans, teetering on four-inch heels and complaining a blue streak with the most kissable mouth on the planet.
Despite his resolve not to mix business with pleasure, Daniel not only teeters, he tumbles head-first into the scorching sexual tension between them. He's a man who's used to getting what he wants, and he's not above pulling every trick in the book to get-and keep-Felicity in his life. But she's holding something back. And he's afraid it's her heart.
Warning: Smart women outwitting gorgeous men, hot explicit monkey-lovin' and some graphic language.

Excerpted from Felicity Stripped Bare:
"Com'on, let's go find you that showerhead," Daniel said.
She followed him down one aisle and then a next until they came to the selection of bathroom accessories. He picked a box from the shelf.
"Master Stroke 2000, flexible spray nozzle, three-way adjustable head." Daniel paused, looking up with a decidedly wicked glint in his eyes. "How about it, you interested in a three way?"
"No thank you." She felt her cheeks heat as she pointed to another model. "This one looks fine."
He moved closer and the faint scent of citrus scent of his cologne became stronger. "Hmmm...adjustable spray prohibits calcium buildup." He shook his head, "Naw", then his interest shifted to a different package. "Maybe...'The Invigorator'?"
Bending forward he noted the various features- "'You never dreamed water could do this before. Enjoy the total satisfaction of phenomenal power at work.'" He glanced at her and her nipples power-constricted into two tingling vortexes of phenomenal pleasure. Felicity mouth-breathed as Daniel continued.
"'Your body will be revitalized by the warm, sensual, pulsating spray--'"
"I don't need my body revitalized, thank you. Just clean. Here, I'll take this one." She grabbed another model. It didn't matter which one. Daniel didn't even touch the box.
"'Eco-friendly, low-flow ceramic valving'," he read the specs off in a monotone. "Borrring."
"Look, I like boring, and energy efficient and-and..."
"Liar." His voice lowered, "You don't like boring. Not with that mouth," he said baldly, barbecuing her on the spot with the heat in his gaze.
Before she could catch her breath he switched gears on her again, his mouth curling in mischief. "So you wouldn't--" he looked down at the package he held, "'--enjoy a deep, throbbing, fully satisfying massage to all the key areas of your body'?"
"Throbbing?" she sputtered, very aware of the parts of her that fit that description right now.
He raised his eyebrows innocently.
"The head is extra large."
"Okay, fine! I'll take it!" Felicity shoved the package into his arms. He was obviously determined to continue along this vein.
As they went around to pick up a few other items, she found herself smiling. She liked his teasing, almost as much as she liked him intense and bent on seduction.
Although "like" seemed a wishy-washy way to describe what she felt when he focused his molten green gaze on her. Her smile disappeared.