Sale Blitz Trophy Books 1-3 by S.E. Chardou only 99cents! Trophy Part 1 The perfect murder. A young beautiful widow trapped in the deceptive yet fascinating world of the entertainment industry. Fortunately, she anticipated every move she would have to make except one. Falling for a sexy and famous DJ, Dorian Petersson, was never part of the plan. And now, their sexual indiscretions could be Alyssa O'Neal-Conlon's downfall. WARNING: Reader discretion is advised due to adult situations, explicit language, violence, and scenes of alcohol/drug use. This is a serial novella told over three parts. If you’re the type of reader who detests cliffhangers, the whole series will be bundled and sold in anthology form for paperback purposes and also released in e-book form.Add to Goodreads Trophy Part 2 A perfectly damaged lover found in Dorian Petersson. An affair that could cost Alyssa everything she’s worked so hard to achieve. Another glitch to overcome that was never to be on her horizon. His name is Edvin “Vin” Almgren. Alyssa’s love life has just become that more complicated and could ultimately be her downfall. ***162 paperback pages*** WARNING: Reader discretion is advised due to adult situations, explicit language, violence, and scenes of alcohol/drug use. This is a serial novella told over three parts. If you’re the type of reader who detests cliffhangers, the whole series will be bundled and sold in anthology form for paperback purposes and also released in e-book form.Add to Goodreads Trophy Part 3 -Just Released! The secret is out and the paparazzi are relentless to find out the true story between Alyssa and Dorian. As if the situation couldn’t get more bizarre, Alyssa is thrown another curveball that makes her private ordeal with her ex-lover looks like child’s play. Once again, Vin is there to catch her fall. What can a girl do when she has no choice but to choose between two men who happen to be brothers? Especially when she needs Dorian’s help if she’s going to come through one tragedy unscathed while the controversy ruins her once pristine reputation.WARNING: Reader discretion is advised due to adult situations, explicit language, violence, and scenes of alcohol/drug use. This is a serial novella told over three parts, and this is the final part. If you’re the type of reader who detests cliffhangers, the whole series will be bundled and sold in anthology form for paperback purposes late spring and also released in e-book form. >SE Chardou is the darker side of professional liar and world-class traveler. Ms. Chardou’s writing is usually either dark romance or psychological thrillers with mystery and suspense aspects weaved into the plotline. She is currently working on a vast array of books about good girls gone bad, bikers, gangsters, cartels, and any other subject she finds remotely interesting enough to add a dark, psychological twist. When not writing, she enjoys daydreaming about her next trip to France, jet-setting across the country to author signings and playing taxi driver to her school-age daughters. Ms. Chardou currently resides with her two children and their multitude of stuffed animals in Las Vegas, Nevada. Social Media Like Selene Chardou on Facebook Follow Me on Instagram Follow Selene Chardou on Twitter Website: Novels That Rock Blog: The Realm of Selene Chardou Goodreads Author Page: Selene Chardou If you would like to email Selene Chardou, she can be reached at: selenechardou@gmail.com Other books by SE Chardou http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01B73JRDE
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Title: Tell Me a Story
Series: The Story Series #1
Author: Tamara Lush
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 16, 2016
Blurb
A flirtatious reading of erotica blossoms into something deep and tender in the steamy Florida heat... TELL ME A STORY… Emma, a free-spirited bookstore owner in Orlando, keeps her business afloat with innovative ideas. Her most popular evening event is Story Brothel, where customers can pay writers to read aloud to them in a story-time for two, complete with cocktails. Despite the name, the event is usually tame. But things take a steamy turn when a handsome, urbane businessman hires Emma for a session in a private cabana. Daringly, she shares with him a reading of her erotica. Soon both of them are feeling the effects … and Emma’s wondering what kind of lover is underneath his expensive suit. Caleb may be a billionaire real estate mogul, but he’s never been captivated by a woman as he is by the lovely, quirky Emma. Her rockabilly vintage dresses make him long to strip them off and do very wicked things to her. And her refusal to share her personal life only makes him more curious. Soon the couple are spending every available moment together. But Emma’s building is in danger of being razed out from under her bookstore … and worse, Caleb may be behind her problems. Can she trust him with her life as she does with her body? Or will the prickly walls built during her harsh past keep them apart? Purchase Links AMAZON US / UK B&N / KOBO / iBOOKS Excerpt
I wanted him the second I looked into his steel-blue eyes.
“How much?” he asked. It was a sexy voice, a deep voice, and I smiled—a smile that alluded to everything but promised nothing, aware of appearing coy and knowing and not-too-eager. I was in the mood to flirt. Before I could answer, my friend Sarah broke in. “It’s two dollars a minute. Two dollars, one minute of reading. Half goes to charity, half goes to the writer. But you can negotiate with the writer, if you know what I mean.” The man smiled and ran a thumb over his full bottom lip as he looked me up and down. Sarah laughed and wiggled her dark brows. “That’s why I called it Story Brothel. It’s between the reader—” she clapped him on the shoulder “—and the writer. God, I love this. I feel like a madam. Like the Heidi Fleiss of Florida fiction.” She reached to squeeze my arm, then leaned into me and lowered her voice playfully. “Remember: half for charity. No skimming.” I rolled my eyes. “Like I’d do that.” Sarah stood on her tiptoes and kissed me on the cheek. “He looks rich. Maybe he’ll pay you extra so you can save the bookstore,” she whispered. I scowled, not wanting a reminder of work. This was my rare night out, a time when I wasn’t buried in orders or paperwork or my writing. It was when I transformed myself from serious shop owner into romance writer, like some pulp fiction superheroine. Glasses off; wild, curly hair down; blood-red lipstick staining every napkin and cocktail rim in my path. And maybe this man’s mouth in a short while. I was long overdue for male attention. At least, that’s what I told myself as I took in his charcoal suit, his crisp white shirt, and the platinum glint of a wristwatch dial. I hadn’t been kissed in a long time—not well, at least. And not by a man this interesting looking. An unfamiliar song came on, some Arabic-lounge groove with strong, heavy drums. It was how my heart felt against my ribcage. Sarah moved into the crowd. I kept smiling. So did he. “Story Brothel,” he murmured in a voice so low I could barely hear the words. Because he was tall, he had to tilt his face and his gunmetal-blue eyes downward to look at me. I shook my head dramatically and clicked my tongue against the roof of my mouth. “You don’t seem like the type of man who’d come to an event like this.” “I don’t?” His eyes glittered and teased. They were such a gorgeous hue that popped against his long, dark lashes. He wasn’t the most handsome man I’d ever seen, but he radiated confidence and sensuality. His features—high cheekbones, a slightly big nose, a strong jaw—wouldn’t have stood out on their own, but the combination was irresistibly masculine. Intriguing. Fuckable. “No. And I’ve never seen you here before.” “This isn’t a one-time only thing?” “It’s a monthly thing, for the Orlando Literacy Council.” “So you’re an experienced…story…?” He motioned in a half-circle with his hand, and a salacious grin crept on his face. “Whore?” I offered with mock innocence. “You said it. I didn’t.” That made me giggle. “What’s that quote about writing and prostitution?” he asked. I tilted my head, and a grin the size of the Everglades stretched across my face. It was impossible not to react because his question surprised me. Even though I owned a bookstore, meeting well-read, hot men was a rare event in my central Florida city, which was better known as the home of a giant cartoon mouse. “Writing is like sex. First you do it for love…” He chimed in. “…then you do it for your friends, and then for money.”
Author Bio
During the day, Tamara Lush writes news as a journalist with The Associated Press. At night, she writes fictional romance tales about complicated, sexy men and the women who love them. Her first full-length novel, HOT SHADE, was published in September 2015 with Boroughs Publishing Group. INTO THE HEAT is her second full-length novel and it’s also with Boroughs. TELL ME A STORY is Tamara’s first novella. It’s a stand-alone story with a happy-for-now ending, and more stories about the characters are in the works. When Tamara isn’t reporting, writing or reading, she’s doing yoga, cooking for her Italian husband or chasing her dogs on a beach on Florida's Gulf Coast. She loves connecting with people on social media.
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The Anatomy of Jane by Amelia LeFay WJM #1 Publication Date: May 31, 2016 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Purchase: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Goodreads Jane I’ve always been on my own. My life used to consist of nothing but work, keeping Allen out of trouble, and if I had time, sleep. Then I became their maid. Max Every day more than half a million people tune in to watch my show. They trust me. I know it’s because I’m the only son of the prominent Emerson family. However, I like to believe it because I’m honest no matter what story I report on. I’m honest about everything but the man I’ve been f**king for the last four years… and now her. Wesley I want three things: First, Maxwell Emerson and Jane Chapman both in my bed. Second, to be the best bloody chef in the country. Third, to figure out how to simultaneously get the first and second things I want without any of us getting hurt. THREE PEOPLE. ONE LOVE STORY….About Amelia LeFayAmelia LeFay is a character of my own imagination. She’s a single woman in her mid twenties in love with sex. Dirty sex, rough sex, sex of any type. She’s not a whore or a slut. She believes a woman should be aloud to sexually express herself anyway she wishes. She stands for Gay Rights, Women’s Rights, the rights of Minorities, and Environmental protection. She can be a bitch but doesn’t think there is anything wrong with that. She has uneven boobs, stretch marks on her ass, astigmatism, and thighs that rub together as she walks. (Which means no pair of jeans last as long as she wishes they would.)But most importantly Amelia is a Dreamer…she has dreams so big it scares even her, because if she fails…if she can’t make it…she feels like nothing. HOOK (Duplicity Duet #1) Women loathed me without even knowing my name. Men coveted the very idea of me. Escort. Call girl. Prostitute. Hooker. Whore. I'd heard it all. Done it all. Over the years I'd felt a lot of things about my occupation...but not regret--never regret. I had my reasons for doing what I did and nothing and no one had ever made me question them. UNTIL MARCO VALENTI. He'd changed me and I'd naively fed into the fairy tale. But Marco wasn't my Prince Charming. He had secrets of his own. Secrets that would eventually rip away everything I held dear. BURN (Duplicity Duet #2) Love is only a word until someone enters your life and gives it meaning... "No" One Word. Two Letters. But those two letters changed everything. It was impossible to predict the impact I would have on the life of the only woman I'd ever truly loved. No way to know that I would result in her ruin. I'd suffer for eternity with the knowledge that it was me who'd brought devastation to her doorstep. Though I deserved the anguish I felt, to see her suffer was unacceptable. I would fix this. Somehow I would prove to her that I wasn't the monster she thought I was. Even if it meant becoming a monster in order to make that happen. About the AuthorUSA Today Bestselling author, Elisabeth Grace, has a soft spot for romance novels with happily ever afters and a hot spot for alpha males! She currently lives outside Toronto, Canada with her hubby and two small children. Life is busy, but never to busy for a good story and to share her love of reading and writing with others. Website: http://elisabeth-grace.com/ Facebook: bit.ly/20VICfl Twitter: https://twitter.com/1ElisabethGrace Instagram: bit.ly/1UDMOyB Goodreads: bit.ly/1T5FhHO GIVEAWAY
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Read on... Tobias Butler has been sitting on death row since being sentenced for a gruesome murder in 2007. Bored out of his mind, he decided to apply to the online pen pal program in 2012. It's a pleasant distraction—nothing more, nothing less—for three years, until he's contacted by a beautiful, smart young lawyer named Jess. She's convinced he's innocent and wants to see him freed. As they organize their attack on the judicial system, he wonders how she plans to get his conviction overturned—because he's guilty, and he knows it. Jess is desperate to release him—and he's desperate to feel his hands squeeze the life out of her once she does. This novel will keep you on the edge of your seat. Tobias is planning to murder the beautiful attorney, Jessica, who’s promising to get him released from prison. See what happens as he manipulates her into believing in love, second chances, and justice for the wrongfully accused. She wants his love, and he wants her soul. What will happen when she sets him free? You’ll pray he doesn’t get the girl.
But you can get him.
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This isn't your mother's romance novel. It's 70k words of dark, gritty, and terrifying.
Nightlights will become the norm as Tobias sucks you into his world and leaves you breathless. About the author: Jo Michaels is... Hi, I'm Jo. Let's forget all the "Jo Michaels is blah, blah, blah" stuff and just go with it. I'm a voracious reader (often reading more than one book at a time), a writer, a book reviewer, a mom, a wife, and one of the EICs at INDIE Books Gone Wild. I have an almost photographic memory and tend to make people cringe at the number of details I can recall about them and/or their book(s). My imagination follows me around like a conjoined twin and causes me to space out pretty often or laugh out loud randomly in completely inappropriate situations. One of my favorite things is hearing from fans! You can find me on social media most any day of the week. Connect! I'd love to hear from you. Ways to follow:
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Meet Colton Wade, FMX rider...
I’m just a small town guy who caught a lucky break. Now I’m living the dream, on the brink of high-flying super-stardom. But something’s missing.
That something is Taylor.
She’s my best friend. The one who makes me want to push harder and higher. The one I fall back on when shit gets tough. The one I’d give it all up for.
I’d do anything to protect her. To make her dreams come true too.
But a single night changes everything.
And now the one she needs protection from...is me.
“Why?” she murmurs, her voice raw.
“Why what, gorgeous?”
“Why do you put up with me?”
I almost ask if she’s serious, but the way she’s clinging to me begs for an answer. So I give it to her as honestly as I know how. “Because you’re my best friend and I love you. Because you bend over backwards for me every chance you get and, whenever I’ve got shit going on, you’re the one who talks me off the ledge. You’ve supported me in every way imaginable and trying to be that person for you is the only way I know how to say thanks.” I kiss her temple and she exhales a shaky breath. “You want me to go on? I’ve got a thousand more reasons if you want to hear them.”
She looks up at me, tears clinging to her eyelashes. “I’m sorry.”
“You don’t need to apologize.”
“You’re nothing like him.”
Thank God. “I’m glad to hear that, because I’d off myself if I were.”
She smiles. “Don’t do that. Please.”
“And please don’t give up because of him. You have too much life to live.”
Using her sleeve, she dries her face. “ God, I’m sad. You’re here to…do whatever it is you have to do and I’m leaving boogers on your shirt.”
I glance down at the wet spots and lift a shoulder. “They’ll dry.”
She laugh-snorts and goes to the mirror, grimacing at her reflection. “Oh, God.”
“Not gonna lie, Tee—I’m pretty sure your face wasn’t this puffy when you had that allergic reaction to kiwi back in junior high. You’re still pretty though. Always will be.”
“Shut up,” she groans and tries to step around me to leave the room.
“Where you going?”
“Back to bed.”
“Oh, no, you’re not. Get in the shower. I’m taking you out.”
She gives me her best ghetto mama head roll. “Are you telling me what to do again?”
I smirk and weigh my options: piss her off or piss her off. “Yeah. I am.”
“I need to ice my eyes, not be seen in public.”
“We’ll reevaluate after a shower. Come on.” I reach for the hem of her sweatshirt and she slaps my hand away.
“The snot on your shirt does not give you license to try and undress me.”
Shame about that. “No?”
“Absolutely no. And it doesn’t give you permission to make plans for me either. I’m already set on sharing a pint of gelato with Forest Gump and Dumb and Dumber.”
“I would really like it ah-lah if you’d reconsider.” I try to bribe her with a grin.
“No.” She’s not buying my joke. In fact, she sticks her hands on her hips and raises an eyebrow. A challenge?
How brave of her. “You sure about that?”
“Very.” Her chin lifts and I lunge forward, grip the bottom of the sweatshirt with both hands, and yank it over her head. Her shriek and panicked attempt to right her tank top keep her distracted from my subsequent attack on her sweats. I tug them down, then hike her wriggling, protesting body over my shoulder so I can pull them off her feet.
When I put her down, she’s breathing hard and standing before me, covered in head to toe pink. Cheeks, tank top, panties, and sparkly polish on the tips of her pretty toes.
She glances down at her nearly naked body and then up at me, her mouth agape. “You bastard.”
I toss the sweats over my shoulder with a wink. “I’ll take these back, seeing as they’re mine.”
“I hate you.”
“Not as much as you’ll hate me if I leave you alone tonight. Now humor me and hop in the shower. We’ll come up with something more interesting to do than watch movies you’ve seen fifty times.”
I can see the wheels turning in her head as a slow grin slides across those lips I want to kiss so badly. “More interesting, huh? How about this?” Faster than I can blink, she whips off her tank top.
“Jesus Christ!” I’m the one who shrieks this time, but damn if I can take my eyes of her tits. Full and creamy, tipped with tight, coral nipples. Fuck. Me. Running.
“Why are you still standing there, Col?” she asks, a taunting lilt in her tone. She’s reclaimed the upper hand and, because I’m a man and she’s friggin’ gorgeous, there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.
I try to speak, but nothing comes out. My perverted fucking head is too busy taking inventory. A narrow ribcage, a flat, sexy belly, and a tiny, studded hoop winking at me from her navel. Sweet mother of God.
“Should I take these off, too, then?” She hooks her thumbs through the lace at her hips and starts to shimmy.
“No!” I throw out a hand and my cock throbs in protest. “No. Just…” She’s not ready for this, man. She’s just reacting. “I’m gonna go.”
“Good idea.” Those pretty breasts jiggle as she nods and I swallow the saliva pooling on my tongue.
Yep, there’s a special spot in hell for pigs like me, I’m sure of it.
“Col?”
“Yeah.” I brace my hand on the doorframe, as I turn away.
“Pick me up in an hour.”
Well, shit.
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Molly McLain lives in a tiny little town in Wisconsin with her husband, three kids, and a sassy dog. She loves fountain soda, jellybeans, Luke Bryan and Avenged Sevenfold, thunderstorms, and camping at quiet lakes. She's been scribbling down love stories since she was old enough to dream about happily ever afters, and now she writes sexy, small town romance for real.
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Title: Sweet Love (The Sweet Series #1)
Author: KC Lynn
Release Date: March 24, 2016
TBR Link: Goodreads
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Synopsis
Two cups of a protective, dirty talkin’ alpha who loves his Cupcake.
One tablespoon of a sweet southern baker who loves her Sexy Sawyer, even when he’s being a hothead.
A slice of the past that shows up on their doorstep, turning their world upside down with a life-altering plea.
A dash of passion.
A pinch of heartache.
A sprinkle of hope.
Mix together in a large bowl, creating a difficult choice, a testing of one’s faith, and a man who will do anything to protect his family—even if it means accepting a decision that could result in losing the one he loves most.
Bake at 350° for a rich serving of life with a love that could withstand anything. Even the unthinkable.
A timeless recipe that is sure to fill your heart with a generous helping of sweet love.
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This is a longer length novella that follows Sawyer and Grace’s journey after Sweet Temptation, book two in the Men of Honor series. It is told in dual POV, has an HEA, and no cliffhanger. Sweet Temptation should be read prior to this novella. It is recommended to read the other books in both the Men of Honor series and the Acts of Honor series as all the characters play recurring roles. However it’s not necessary.
Warning: Due to mature subject matter, such as explicit sexual situations and coarse language, this story is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18.
Excerpt
“What are you doin’ here?” I ask, licking my suddenly dry lips. “I came here for you. We have some things to discuss.” Uh oh… My pulse races for a whole other reason now. Does he know about my visit at the hospital today? “Like what?” I whisper. “Like this.” Hooking an arm around my neck, he yanks me against him then claims my lips in a heated caress. My fingers curl in his shirt, a blissful sigh escaping me as he suddenly makes everything in my world right again. A growl vibrates from him just before he picks me up off my feet, letting them dangle inches off the ground. My arms encircle his neck and I cling to him, absorbing his warmth. “Too long, Cupcake,” he groans against my lips. “Been too fucking long without this.” He blows through the swinging door to the kitchen and sets me on the island. His large, warm hands slip under my skirt and run up my thighs to grip my hips. I suck in precious air as his mouth moves to the tender flesh of my throat. “No more, Grace. You hear me? You’re my wife, which means I get your taste, your body, and your heart every fucking day. You belong to me.”
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Coming Soon from KC Lynn
An Act of Obsession
Coming - Summer 2016
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Synopsis
She’s beautiful yet scarred beyond repair.
He’s powerful and lethal, in and out of the ring.
One act of kindness brought Sophie Parish far more danger than she could have ever imagined. Now she’s on the run, leaving behind her family and the only dream she’s ever had.
Retired EFC fighter Kolan Slade’s life has been one endless battle after another. He has a dark past with an even darker desire—the only one he’s ever known.
Until he meets Sophie.
Intrigued by her raw beauty and the secrets she’s trying to hide, Kolan craves to know who she is and what she’s running from.
Protecting her becomes his obsession and he’ll sacrifice it all to save her. But in the end her love will have him questioning himself and everything he thought he knew.
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This is book three in the Acts Of Honor series, the spin-off series to Men Of Honor. Kolan and Sophie’s story is told in dual POV, has an HEA with no cliffhanger, and can be read as a standalone. However, I highly recommend reading prior books in both series, as characters play recurring roles throughout.
About the Author
K.C. Lynn is a small town girl living in Western Canada. She married her high school sweetheart and they have four amazing children: two lovely girls and a set of handsome twin boys. It was her love for romance books that gave K.C. the courage to sit down and write her own novel. When she is not in her writing cave, pounding out new characters and stories, she can be found living between the pages of a book, meeting new tattooed, hot alpha males with very big…Hearts.
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Title: My Lucky Catch (University Park novella)
Author: CM Doporto
Genre: New Adult Sports Romance
Release Date: May 9, 2016
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They'll do anything to hide what they want, even though it's each other they want most. Determined to keep their friends-with-benefits status under-wraps, Luke and Delaney spend their junior year of college sneaking around. Once the truth is revealed, their relationship takes off, but not without the challenges from Delaney's carefree attitude or Luke's overbearing parents. Luke’s determined to standby the girl he loves and trust she’s doing the right thing, despite his hectic baseball schedule that keeps him on the road. When Delaney's past threatens to destroy them, will forgiveness be enough for them to realize they were each other's lucky catch?
***Standalone but it is recommended you read the entire series***
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“That was fucking amazing!” The hottie peeled her body off mine and moaned a few times before falling to her side of the bed.
“You were damn, good, too.” I panted for air, trying desperately to refill my lungs. This woman was desperate to wear me out. After a few deep breaths, I rolled to my side, eyeing the gorgeous brunette next to me. “So, are you going to tell me your name?”
“No.” She laughed, finger-combing her messy hair. “You don’t need to know it. Trust me.”
Strike one.
I grunted. “That’s not fair.”
“What’s not fair?” She stared at me with a dubious look, even though she knew what I was talking about.
“You know my name and I don’t know yours.”
A slight smile emerged through her fake stare. “Everyone knows your name, Luke Thompson.” She winked.
I shook my head. “I doubt it.”
“Whatever.” She waved a hand. “First baseman for Park Hill University. You’re known around here.”
Despite what she thought, I wasn’t that popular. Unless you followed baseball most people on campus didn’t know me, which was fine. I could do without all the attention – helped me keep my focus. Or at least what my parents wanted me to focus on – landing with a major league baseball team. I loved playing, but wasn’t sure I wanted to do it for a living. My passion was in the training room and earning a degree in sports exercise would hopefully work to my advantage.
“Are you a stalker or something?” I retracted slightly, hoping she wasn’t some kind of bat-shit crazy woman.
“I guess you can say that.” She gave me a sexy shrug. “I’ve had you on my To Do List for a while.”
“Your what?” I half laughed, half shuddered at the thought that this woman was after me. I normally kept an eye out for those only interested in a Mrs. Degree, but between the beer and shots, I’d somehow gotten careless. She made it damn easy to get in her pants so I figured what the hell.
“Yay, you know, a list of guys I want to have sex with.”
I choked on my spit and coughed. “I guess you don’t have any issues with consensual sex, huh?”
“Not at all.” Her bright, sparkling blue eyes surveyed me purposefully. I wasn’t sure if she wore color enhancing contacts or what, but I’d never seen eyes that blue before. “We’re adults.”
“In that case, you want to hook up again?” I rose up on my forearms as she crawled out of bed. Long, dark hair cascaded down her back leading to hips like I’d never seen before. With a perfect ass and a tiny waist, I couldn’t wait to get her from behind.
“Maybe,” she said, gathering her clothes.
“Can you at least give me your phone number?” My eyes stayed fixed, unable to stop watching her dress. She didn’t seem to mind, giving me a full frontal view of everything. And boy do I mean everything.
“No.” Her voice was blunt, without a hint of teasing or flirting present.
Strike two.
I fell back against the pillow. How I managed to get this woman in bed was beyond me. Then it occurred to me that she was the one that got me in bed. This game was totally in her control.
CM Doporto lives in the great state of Texas with her husband, son, and daughter enjoying life with their extensive family along with their Chihuahua, Mexican Redhead Parrot and several fish. She writes Young Adult and New Adult swexy stories about ordinary women who do extraordinary things, become a heroine, and find love along the way.
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Author: Melanie MorelandGenre: Contemporary RomanceCover Designer: Monark Design ServicesPublisher: Enchanted PublicationsRelease Date: May 24, 2016Melanie Moreland lives a happy and content life in a quiet area of Ontario with her beloved husband of twenty-six-plus years. Nothing means more to her than her friends and family, and she cherishes every moment spent with them. |