As the only Beckett cousin who is still unattached, I'm a shoo-in to win the bet with my cousins to be the last man blissfully not in love by Christmas. Of course, I know they're still going to make me follow the rules of our bet and go on six dates with the same woman—but I've figured out a way out of that too. I'm getting married. Is it love? Not even close. Chelle Finch needs a temporary husband and I need to win this bet. We agree to put a ring on it knowing that in six months this marriage of convenience will end in divorce. Except, somehow dating my wife has me realizing that I don't ever want to take this ring off if it means losing her.
What does the guy who can talk his way out of anything have to do to sweet talk his temporary wife into forever?
When Avery Flynn isn't writing about alpha heroes and the women who tame them, she is desperately hoping someone invents the coffee IV drip. She has three slightly wild children, loves a hockey-addicted husband, and has a slight shoe addiction. Find out more about Avery on her website, follow her on Twitter, like her on her Facebook page, or friend her on her Facebook profile. Also, if you figure out how to send Oreos through the internet, she'll be your best friend for life. Contact her at email@example.com. She'd love to hear from you.
Between Hello and Goodbye by Emma Scott is now live!
From USA Today and Wall St. Journal bestselling author comes a brand-new contemporary romance—an angsty, emotional love story between a grumpy firefighter who thinks he has his life figured out and a beautiful ad exec whose life is anything but.
She's a city girl in Seattle. He's a firefighter in a rainforest. This is never going to work...
Faith Benson isn't your emergency contact, she's the party-girl friend you call for a good time. The gal-pal who loves mimosas at brunch and martinis at Happy Hour. But her carefree lifestyle threatens her job at a top Seattle ad agency. There's no one better at landing big accounts (when she shows up) but her boss demands she take a leave of absence to get her head on straight.
Faith heads to the remote Hawaiian island of Kauai, far away from the vices that get her in trouble. A twisted ankle on Day One requires rescuing by a man who is vice personified--a gorgeous firefighter who awakens feelings in her heart she never knew existed.
Asher Mackey doesn't get involved with beautiful tourists beyond taking them to bed and then watching them leave his tiny island. He's devoted his life to the safety and care of everyone around him...except himself. Until he meets Faith Benson, the city girl whose vibrant, inner beauty shines a light on the dark corners of his life, showing him how safe—but empty—it truly is.
Despite their best efforts to keep their distance, Faith and Asher fall hard and fast, but there's an ocean between them. Both are building their lives on opposite sides of the Pacific while their feelings for each other grow more profound and undeniable by the day.
Something has to give.
When Asher receives devastating news, he and Faith have to decide once and for all to entrust their hearts fully to the other or return to their safe—but separate—worlds. Because neither can endure much longer, living somewhere between hello and goodbye.
Between Hello and Goodbye is a contemporary romance about love, loss, and experiencing life in all its facets. It deals with sensitive topics that may be triggering for some readers.
Ever read a book you wanted to crawl inside of and live in? Emma Scott did that...again with Between Hello and Goodbye. This book is a masterpiece. The things it did to me, made me feel can't adequately be put into words.
I adored Faith. She was so smart but so dang lost. Struggling to come to grips with what she truly wanted in her life. But all it took was one less than stellar first meeting with Asher to make her want to break her newly implemented rules.
Goodness! Where can I find an Asher. He is what book boyfriend dreams are made of. Brave. Proud. Honorable. Protective. And so out of his element when it came to Faith that he didn't know which way was up. For as much as he tried to fight it, he couldn't. Too bad time and Faith's other life was waiting for her.
My heart ached as these two fought the inevitable. The pull. The want. The need. The love. So much love and sacrifice it bled off the pages. Faith and Asher's journey was so much more than a romance novel (though there was plenty of that). It was a life book. One that examined pain and peace. Struggle and hope. Makes you pause and think about how you're living and how you really want to be. So good. So perfect. A must read.
Emma Scott is a USA Today and Wall St. Journal bestselling author whose books have been translated in six languages and featured in Buzzfeed, Huffington Post, New York Daily News and USA Today's Happy Ever After. She writes emotional, character-driven romances in which art and love intertwine to heal, and in which love always wins. If you enjoy emotionally-charged stories that rip your heart out and put it back together again, with diverse characters and kind-hearted heroes, you will enjoy her novels. Visit www.emmascottwrites.com
Known as the anything but love girl, Morgan Hart has two passions, travelling and having fun. After reassuring her French lover, Marcel, that their relationship will resume unchanged when she returns, she’s ready to begin her Cape Town adventure, only to find that her friend Amber is a no-show at the airport, and Morgan’s stuck with having to travel solo, that is, until she falls into the lap of widowed single father, Dakar Ngosi, whose good looks and charm have her questioning her resolve to living life unattached and carefree.
Dr. Ngosi is beyond annoyed when a seemingly inebriated Morgan slumps down beside him in the airport lounge where he’s waiting with his sister for their flight. When his sister volunteers him to show the lovely American the sites of their country, his irritation grows, but he soon discovers that Morgan is as enticing as she is beautiful, and he must decide if he’ll stick to his vow to never love again or pursue the American woman whose captured his heart.
Lovers & Friends
“We stayed in bed for too long.” Panicked, I peer at my watch for the tenth time in the last fifteen minutes before frowning at Marcel’s profile. His wavy brown hair is uncombed, tufts of it stand straight up in the back, and a stubble of new growth darkens his chin while his periwinkle blue eyes stay focused on the predictably slow-moving Los Angeles traffic. “I cannot miss this flight.” Even at five o’clock on a Saturday afternoon, it’s a sea of wall-to-wall cars. Squirming in my seat and growing more anxious by the minute, I tense, certain that we should have left an hour ago.
“Amber is probably at the airport already.”
Blowing out a puff of air, I know that he’s not the only one who looks like he just crawled out of bed after a wild night between the sheets. I barely had time to shower and grab my suitcases before shoving him out the front door.
“I still can’t believe she decided to join me. Claire and Chris won’t believe that I’m the one running late today.”
Claire, Chris, and Amber are my best friends from high school. Claire’s as dependable as they come, with a solid marriage to her accountant husband, Craig, and two adorable children. Chris is married to Reggie.
Unfortunately, Amber’s relationship with Derrick is drama-filled. Hopefully, this vacation will help her come to her senses, and she’ll figure out that she deserves more than his lies and manipulations.
“Vous n’avez rien à craindre.” Glancing in my direction with a wicked sparkle in his eyes, Marcel winks before refocusing on the road.
“What does that mean?” Folding my arms, I send him a perturbed glare. It’s unfair of him to use the beauty of his native language against me. He knows I’m a sucker for accents—that his seductive utterances weaken my resolve to be irritated.
“You have nothing to worry about.” He shakes his head and smiles. “That, ma cherie, is the translation.”
“Yes, I do.” I rub my hands together. “Please stop using French. It’s a distraction.”
“Je suis désolé.” His deep laughter fills the car.
“What’s so funny?” I rub my hands together harder. If my palms were sticks, they would have already caught on fire. They get itchy when I’m stressed, so I tuck my fingers under my thighs, before my hands are raw.
“Hmm. I remember last night and earlier today.
You weren’t complaining about my French—or anything else.” Removing his hand from the steering wheel, he gently squeezes my thigh. “As for us running late, you are to blame as much as me. When a woman cries out for more, I have a duty to give her what she wants.”
“Okay.” An image of us tangled in the sheets and me gasping out urgent demands flashes in my memory.
“You’ve made your point.”
The man definitely knows his way around a woman’s body. So much so that I had lost track of time as we made love twice this afternoon, totally ignoring my two unpacked suitcases. What was I thinking? Oh, right — I wasn’t. I had allowed myself to be swept up in pure sensual pleasure while the clock kept ticking, and now, here I am, mad at myself for, once again, allowing desire to win out over logic. If only I were more practical like my older sister, Elaine. She’d never lose track of time by succumbing to passion. However, now that she’s married and on her honeymoon, I hope that’s exactly what she’s doing.
Smiling at the thought, I run a finger through my short cap of curls and peer out the window, trying to gage how long it will take to arrive at LAX.
Marcel has been driving his new toy—a candy-apple-red convertible sports car—for over two hours from my small hometown of Santa Lorena, which is sixty-five miles north of Los Angeles. What started out as a beautiful scenic drive overlooking the cresting white waves of the Pacific dramatically altered as we made our way through Santa Barbara, Ventura, and Malibu. At some point, we veered onto the six-lane 405 freeway, where we encountered a sea of slow-moving vehicles. Whenever there is a tornado or hurricane anywhere in the country, more people eagerly and understandably flock to our beach-lined shores. I can’t blame them.
Sighing loudly, I wonder why they all have to be on the road today.
“You have nothing to worry about.” Marcel grasps my hand and gives it what I expect is meant to be a reassuring kiss. “We will make your flight.” He points to a large green sign that spans across the congested lanes. “Culver City, home to the first movie studio.” He gestures to the sign. “It says we are only six miles from the airport.”
“Yes, but six miles in this city is the equivalent of twenty miles anywhere else.”
About the Author
Dalia Dupris has been a book lover as long as she can remember. She has won two EMMA awards and is a Spectrum Grant recipient. Dalia’s degrees in English Literature and Social Work, in addition to years of experience as a licensed therapist, contribute to her creation of relatable and complex characters. In her spare time, she enjoys bike riding with her husband, and hiking with her daughter. She loves hearing from her readers. To learn more about Dalia and her books check out www.daliadupris.com and https://linktr.ee/DaliasBooks.
Every woman in my life has let me down, hurt me, or abandoned me. Which is why the only female I hold close to my heart is Hallie– my daughter.
But being a single father comes with certain challenges, so I hire a nanny.
Someone who can do her hair, tell her stories, and be the motherly figure she doesn’t have.
When Mia starts, I know she’ll be perfect, but I have to keep her at arm's length. I tell myself it’s because I don’t know how to fix her broken soul from the past she’s so desperate to hide, but in reality, it’s more.
The way I feel about her scares me. She’s beautiful, feisty, and so incredibly kind.
Although I try to deny it, I can feel myself falling for her. And when our pasts collide with the present, we have no choice but to face our demons together and fight.
Will I be able to finally put my fears aside and find true happiness?
Author Note - This book is part of the Beautifully Brutal Series, which are all Interconnected. While each book is about a different couple, they have connected themes and it's advised the series is read in release order. But they can be enjoyed as standalones. Trust in Me is a dark romance which features scenes that may be triggering for some people. For more details please contact firstname.lastname@example.org
Emma Luna is a USA Today Bestselling dark romance author from the UK. In a previous life she was a Midwife and a Lecturer, but now she listens to the voices in her head and puts pen to paper to bring their stories to life. In her spare time, when she should be sleeping, she also loves to edit, proofread, and format books for other amazing authors.
Emma’s books are dark, dangerous, and devilishly sexy. She loves writing about strong, feisty, but underestimated women, and the cocky, dirty-mouthed men they bring to their knees.
When Emma isn’t writing, promoting, or editing books she can be found napping, colouring in adult colouring books, and collecting novelty notebooks. She also enjoys coffee and gossiping with her mum, playing or having hugs with her gorgeous nephew, who is the light of her life, stealing her parents dog Hector, and curling up on the sofa to watch a film with Mr Luna. Oh and for those of you that don’t know, Emma is a hardcore Harry Potter fan—Team Ravenclaw!!
Thank you for taking a chance on a crazy Brit and the voices inside her head. That makes you a true LUNAtic now too!
★★★★★ Review from Beautifully READ - “There are dark moments, and touching times, all will keep you reading and loving the relationships.”
His Grimm Wolves brothers found and rescued Chains but can’t save him. Only he can do that…save himself. Now he has the perfect reason to do just that. His future is looking better and brighter each and every day. The secrets he’s kept from the world have been revealed and his catalysts to get his shit together are the two most important people in his life, who have always supported and loved him through the years. To have their happily ever after, Chains must face the demons of his past so he can have a future with his two loves.
The problem is, he has no idea who is behind all the chaos currently surrounding him. Now that he’s back home, Chains is gonna have to trust in Jackson and Winnie, along with his club and brothers, to give him the strength to try to be the better man and move forward.
Sadly, Chains knows himself better than anyone else. Until the darkness closing in all around him is taken care of, he won’t be able to move on with his plans for the future. So, he must once again rely on the heartless, ruthless, violent enforcer he’s known to be.
When he’s taken care of these personal threats, all he can pray for is that he can still be the man his man, his woman, and his club think him to be.
D.M. Earl is a U.S.A. Today Bestselling Author who spins stories about real life situations with characters that are authentic, genuine, and sincere. Each of her stories allow the characters to come to life with each turn of the page while they try to find their HEA through much drama and angst. D.M. finds ideas for her next story from within those around her and what she experiences in daily life. Each book has a part of her left behind in it. She lives in Northwest Indiana married to her best friend who was instrumental in the start of her writing career in 2014. When not writing D.M. loves to read, play with her seven fur-babies (yeah crazy) and ride her Harley Dyna Lowrider.
“Enjoy this Ride we call Life.” Remember we only get one chance.
Everything We Are Darby Blake & Sienna Ray
Publication date: June 21st 2022
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Sports
Thea Jenson has her future meticulously planned out. Graduate from college. Get a job. Marry her high school sweetheart and have two beautiful children. When she decides to transfer schools, her brother suggests she move in with him and his unruly hockey roommates. Everything in her life is going according to her plan . . .
. . . until she bumps into Kyler in their kitchen and sparks fly.
Kyler Rose, the starting center for the Northport University hockey team, is done for the moment he lays his eyes on Thea. But he can’t allow her to become a distraction. He’s determined to make it to the NHL. That’s if he doesn’t get booted for failing grades first. And even though he’s on scholarship, it doesn’t pay his bills or provide for his family. Neither do the tips he earns from his bartending gig. When an offer to make some fast cash falls in his lap, he takes it, thinking no one will care if he gets hurt . . .
. . . except Thea does care.
But just as Kyler finds a way to navigate his feelings for Thea, an unexpected link to his family comes to light and he finds himself in the fight of his life to protect those he loves the most – his family.
I never really thought I’d be that person—the one who switches school after a year because they’ve changed their whole career path. It’s not as if the change is because some big scandal went down. There was no sordid affair with a teacher, no cheating on a test, not even the slightest hint of any wrongdoing. The plain fact is, I quickly discovered the major I was studying was not for me. It took a while for realization to set in. I thought my plans were set in stone since ninth grade. Graduate from college with a summa cum laude, become a successful defense attorney defending high-profile cases in the state, get married and have kids. Now my direction has changed, and a high-flying defense attorney has been replaced with a nutritionist and dietician.
There is another reason for this change; one I haven’t admitted to anyone. I feel like I’m stuck. I’m floating around in no man’s land with a future I’m not sure I want anymore. The trouble with having a life plan from an early age is the risk of growing out of it. It seemed like a good idea when I was fifteen and obsessed with crime dramas. It’s only when you start hitting the books and going to lecture upon lecture you realize it’s not as glamorous as it seems. I quickly discovered the legal profession is not for me.
So here I am, leaving my hometown of Silver Lake and moving three hours south, where I’ll attend the University of Northport for the next three years. The Health Sciences department at Northport is one of the best in our state, which is the reason I’m transferring there. My career choice may have changed, but my ambitions for graduating summa cum laude remain the same. It helps that my older brother, Jude, goes there. Thankfully, I get to share a house with him and some of his teammates. Jude is on Northport’s ice hockey team, and if he wanted to, he could easily be drafted to the NHL. At the moment, though, he’s set on graduating and “conquering the world,” his words, not mine.
Darby Blake is a pen name for New York Times Bestselling Author Heidi McLaughlin. Darby’s first novel, EVERYTHING WE ARE, co-written with her best friend, is due to be released in June 2022. Learn more about Darby by visiting darbyblake.com
Sienna Ray is a quietly introverted author living in the UK. She lives with her other half and despite aspirations to be an author in her school days, has only just recently embarked on her writing journey. Her debut novel, EVERYTHING WE ARE, co-written with her best friend, is due to be released in June 2022.
THAT LAST SUMMER Cabana - Book One by Susanna Herrero
Blog Tour Release Date: June 24, 2022
Genre: Contemporary Romance Trope: Enemies to lovers, second chance, small-town
When he was only eight, Alexander St. Claire moved from London to a little town in Alicante, to a summer colored with green and the music of the ‘90s. On the other side of the swimming pool, in the house across the street, lived five-year-old Priscila Cabana.
He taught her to count and to swim and to hold her breath. He colored her summers and she loved him from that first moment.
She was his angel in the darkness, his Queen of the Desert. And then one summer afternoon, she just . . . left.
Four years later, her beloved Mediterranean Sea, the sun, the water, and her brother’s wedding call Priscila back to her hometown. To her family, and the places she loves. But she also comes back to . . . Alex.
Alex, who wants nothing to do with her. Whose eyes reflect only resentment and hostility. Who is still her husband.
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About the Author
Susanna Herrero was born in Bilbao in 1980. She has a double degree in Law and Economics and her job forced her to spend many hours in a car, traveling. All those solo trips and her great imagination colluded to create the characters that would later become the main protagonists of her first saga: Los saltos de Sara. Passionate about reading ever since she first read The Neverending Story at the age of ten, she’d never thought of writing her own books, but she couldn’t turn her back on her characters either. Now she has exchanged car trips for literature, ever since her passion for the Mediterranean Sea, a certain little town in Alicante and a blank page made her fly hopelessly to the Cabana series and its five books: Aquel último verano (That Last Summer), El chico de la última fila, La última vez que vi llover, El último lugar en la tierra and Somos el último verano. In 2020, her novel Y el mundo no dejaba de girar won the Jaén Prize for Young Adult Narrative, which was a great recognition of her work and a turning point in her career.
Susanna Herrero now ventures into the anglo-saxon market with That Last Summer, book one in a Mediterranean series about a family of five siblings and their sunny and sexy love stories.
Weaver Tish Thawer
Published by: Amber Leaf Publishing
Publication date: June 21st 2022
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance
He walked out of my dream, identifying himself only as the Weaver. In a black cloak, with eyes like stars, there was a shimmer to the way he moved. He was beautiful … Ethereal. And I was going to make him mine.
Alone for most of her life, Milly is determined to make the man of her dreams a reality. Using her hereditary magic, she sets out on a lifelong quest, entering a world of shadows and secrets. Little does she know, to possess his heart, she’ll have to give away her own … for the only way to love a Dream Weaver is to become his Queen of Nightmares.
The choice between love and magic is a dangerous thing.
DARKNESS SURROUNDED ME AS I OPENED MY eyes, its emptiness clinging to me like a second skin. A shiver rattled my bones as my feet hit the cold planks of my cottage’s hardwood floor. Smoothing my nightgown straight, I walked to my altar, ready for my next attempt.
It had been two days since my last dream, and all I could remember was that I didn’t want it to end. I tried to force myself back to sleep—back to him. Dark, sparkling eyes from beneath his hood were all I could remember before being ripped awake without warning. Now I was desperate to get back. There was something about him I needed to learn. Something magical calling to my witch’s soul.
My last batch of skullcap, rosemary, and mugwort sat cold in my mortar. This time, an added pinch of passionflower should stop my mental chatter. I needed to focus if I was going to make this work.
Three times before, I’d seen him shimmering in the distance, watching me from afar. The most recent dream I recalled was like a fairy tale. With glistening castles and lush forests surrounding me, it was full of mythical creatures who let me frolic alongside them without a care in the world. I spotted him standing behind a stone outbuilding, staring and monitoring my every move.
The dream before that took place in a desert where I lived a fabulous life as the close friend of an important sheik. There he’d been huddled behind a spice cart in the market, but I could still feel his eyes upon me.
Regardless of my dream’s location, my watcher was always there. Unfortunately, my last dream had been yanked away, leaving me with a complete void. Something had changed, and I was determined to find out what.
#1 Bestseller in Historical Fiction
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Author Tish Thawer writes young adult fantasy and paranormal fiction. From her first paranormal cartoon, Isis, to the Twilight phenomenon, myth, magic, and superpowers have always held a special place in her heart.
Best known for her Witches of BlackBrook series, Tish's detailed world-building and magic-laced stories have been compared to Nora Roberts, Sam Cheever, and Charlaine Harris.
Tish's books have been featured in British Glamour and Elle Magazines. Tish has worked as a computer consultant, photographer, and graphic designer, and has bylines as a columnist for Gliterary Girl media, RT Magazine, and Literary Lunes Magazine. She currently resides in Missouri with her husband and three wonderful children, and operates Amber Leaf Designs, an online custom swag retail store.
You can find out more about Tish and her all titles by visiting: www.TishThawer.com and subscribing to her newsletter at www.tishthawer.com/subscribe
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A common FAQ: "How do you pronounce her last name?"
From USA Today bestselling author Nikki Landis comes a new standalone MC romance and the first book in the Devil’s Murder MC series.
Crow, son of the former president of the Devil’s Murder MC, is determined to avenge his father’s death and repair the broken club left behind. Bad blood, bitter memories, and a territory feud decades in the making threaten to tear apart everything his father built. He might have left town to escape his past, but now there’s no choice. He’s determined to return and take his place among his brothers, even if they don’t want his leadership.
He didn’t forget what it means to live by the cut. The brotherhood is all he knows. It’s all he cares about since learning of his father’s murder: that and revenge.
Crow has a hell of a lot to prove, and it can’t come at a worse time. Stopping at a bar on the way back to reclaim his position in the club, he encounters a pretty petite redhead in a whole heap of trouble. His protective instincts kick in, and now he’s got more problems than he can handle.
Crow can’t resist helping out a woman in need, but this spitfire is way more trouble than he anticipates. Bella’s searching for her missing sister and desperate for help, even if that means bargaining with a dangerous biker. For reasons Crow can’t quite figure out, she makes him feel like a goddamn hero, like a man who can live inside the law instead of out of it.
Now there’s a rival club on their heels and innocent lives on the line. Taking her back to the clubhouse for protection sparks a whole shitstorm Crow doesn’t need. Bella insists he’s the only hope for finding her sister, and time is running out.
Nobody messes with this feisty redhead. And nobody threatens the Devil’s Murder because the club protects their own. Whatever the cost. There’s a reason the club is called a murder, and their bikes ride on the dark wings of circling crows. It’s an omen of impending death. No enemy can outrun the Devil’s Murder.
CROW is a full-length, standalone bad boy romance. You’ll love this heart-pounding first book in the Devil’s Murder MC featuring take-charge bikers who adore and fiercely protect their women. CROW has no cheating, no cliffhanger, plenty of heat, and a guaranteed HEA along with a slight paranormal twist.
Nikki Landis is the USA Today & International Bestselling, Multi-Award-Winning Author of over 50 romance novels in the MC, reverse harem, paranormal, dystopian, and science fiction genres. Her books feature deadly reapers, dark alpha heroes, protective shifters, and seductive vampires along with the feisty, independent women they love. There's heart-throbbing action on every page as well as fated mates and soul bonds deep enough to fulfill every desire.
I am a sucker for a good second-chance romance and Moments in Time was just that. K.K. Allen got me square in the chest right from the start and the emotional ride didn't stop the whole way through.
I admired Violet for her resiliency and sacrifice. In doing whatever it took to take back her life on her own terms and be able to provide for her son. Too bad her past, in the form of her ex best friend, Jamison, kept showing up. I liked how he gave her the space to come to him and open up about what actually happened to tear them apart in the past.
And let me tell you, those two 'friends' were always so much more than they would admit to the other. I will say that I wanted a little bit more of Jamison and Violet and Brayden bonding together. Other than that I'm looking forward to seeing these two enjoy their love as this series moves forward.
I lean back against his chest while I grind against him. “Tell me how it feels for you.”
His lips fall to my ear, and he whispers, “Familiar.”
The instant the word is out of his mouth, my heart thumps chaotically against my ribcage because I know exactly why he would say that.
“Tell me you remember that night after senior prom.” His words are so soft and airy, they tickle my neck and linger there for a long beat before he speaks again. “We were all camping out in the woods, and you and I had decided to share our own tent.”
Heat billows through my body at the memory. “Everyone was having the loudest sex. We were trying not to laugh,” I add.
“You were trying not to laugh,” he says.
“That’s right.” My cheeks heat. “Because I was muffling you.”
“So I started tickling you.”
“And we started wrestling.”
My skin is scorching, thanks to the very vivid memory. I remember that night well, not because of what happened between us in that tent but because Jami was the only one who had asked me to our senior prom. Heartbroken, I told Jami I wasn’t going, and that was when he asked me. It ended up being one of the best nights of my life.
“You were wearing that sexy little red tube dress.” His tone becomes raspy with his words.
“You had stripped down to your boxer briefs.”
His nose grazes my cheek. “And you had a— what’d you call it again?”
“A wardrobe malfunction.”
He chuckles with his next groan. “Yeah, that’s it. Your tits came bouncing out, and I couldn’t stop staring.”
There’s a whirring in my chest as I sneak a look at him. “And I let you.” He sighs as his eyes flutter closed then back open. “I wanted you to look. I wanted you to do more than look.”
My mind fogs as I continue to move for Jami while imagining myself right back in that tent with him. Back when there was still the possibility of something more.
I still remember the shock that lit up his face when my tube top slipped down. He had my hands pinned behind my head and his knees between my thighs when it happened. Just like that, my bare breasts and hard nipples were the focus of his attention.
He looked so hungry sitting there, his tongue sliding around his lips so slowly I thought I might die if he didn’t kiss me. But it wasn’t my lips he leaned down to kiss.
When he lowered his head, the movement was so still that I knew it was on purpose. He was asking for permission without actually saying the words. I had plenty of time to push him away, to tell him no, to pull my top back up before we laughed it off like it never happened.
I swear, a chorus erupted in a rendition of Hallelujah when his mouth finally touched down. A warm breeze from his heavy breathing hit my nipple first, creating an ache between my thighs. His lips grazed me next, causing my entire body to shiver beneath him. But when he took my nipple into his mouth, sucked, and started flicking it with his tongue, my need for relief was so intense that all I could do was work my hips to rub against him.
Coming back to the present, I still feel like I’m floating somewhere in between.
“You’re so big for me,” I croak out to him. “Just like you were in that tent.”
He lets out a desperate breath in my ear. “You didn’t believe me when I told you to keep grinding on my cock until you came.”
“So I told you I wanted to test your theory. You gripped my waist and moved with me.”
“I was hitting you as deep as I could, but our underwear was in the way.”
He’s right. Neither of us had dared remove another layer. We were both virgins, and still just friends despite all the time we spent together and the number of intimate moments we had shared in the past. It had been an unspoken agreement that we didn’t cross that line even though we were steadily approaching the point of no return.
“You flipped us so I could ride you. Remember that?” I use that opportunity to flip myself around so we’re face to face. I continue my rocking, the friction sparking my core. “It felt so good when I finally came. Like fireworks were shooting off in my body.”
His mouth parts slightly. “I wanted to be inside of you so fucking bad that night.”
“I wanted that too.” I’m so lost in him, in us, in the past, that I almost forgot my mission. I was going to tease him until he was close to climax and then abandon him to teach him never to come back to my place of work again. But I don’t know if I can do that anymore. Not when these feelings I’ve kept buried for so long keep rising to the surface. “Still do.”
Pain lances across his face, my words striking him deeply. “Let me touch you, Vi. Where can I touch you?”
His words—an ice-cold bath of reality—hit me hard. This moment we’re sharing isn’t special like the one we once had together. This one is muddled with present-day confusion, painful secrets, and dark desires. I’m wearing a mask, for fuck’s sake. And we’re on camera. This isn’t real.
With my heart beating triple its normal speed, I seize all movement and slide off his lap. “Time’s up.”
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