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February 9, 2014
Writing a new book ... Fury - 1.5. in the Fierce series
Hi guys and girls!
I'm writing a new book in the FIERCE series :D
So many of you have asked if there will be a sequel, and I can happily say there will be! I even have number 2 in my schedule ;)
The book's name is FURY and you can already find it on Goodreads!
The cover will be revealed on February 19th, 2014. I'm looking for bloggers and/or authors willing to post it on their website :) Please sign up here: http://xpressobooktours.com/2014/02/0...
Here is the blurb:
Would you risk everything for love?
Life has held nothing but hardships for Hunter Bane. Growing up with a learning disability wasn’t easy, especially when you’re poor. With only his brother to support him, Hunter clings to the short moments of happiness in life. Like when he meets Autumn Blakewood.
Autumn Blakewood is a geek at heart. Reading is her passion, and she can’t spend one day without her books. She’s always locked up in her room studying, trying to avoid trouble. Until Hunter comes into her life.
Hunter can’t resist the temptation to get closer to Autumn. She is his complete opposite, and yet he’s drawn to her in ways he can’t explain. But when his brother is caught dealing drugs and sent to prison, Hunter’s world shatters.
To save his brother, Hunter has to join the gang he’s feared his entire life. Now he’s forced to choose between his family and the one girl he loves. Fighting for both, his fury is all he needs…
Want an ARC? Sign Up here: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1iUKP...
I'm writing a new book in the FIERCE series :D
So many of you have asked if there will be a sequel, and I can happily say there will be! I even have number 2 in my schedule ;)
The book's name is FURY and you can already find it on Goodreads!
The cover will be revealed on February 19th, 2014. I'm looking for bloggers and/or authors willing to post it on their website :) Please sign up here: http://xpressobooktours.com/2014/02/0...
Here is the blurb:
Would you risk everything for love?
Life has held nothing but hardships for Hunter Bane. Growing up with a learning disability wasn’t easy, especially when you’re poor. With only his brother to support him, Hunter clings to the short moments of happiness in life. Like when he meets Autumn Blakewood.
Autumn Blakewood is a geek at heart. Reading is her passion, and she can’t spend one day without her books. She’s always locked up in her room studying, trying to avoid trouble. Until Hunter comes into her life.
Hunter can’t resist the temptation to get closer to Autumn. She is his complete opposite, and yet he’s drawn to her in ways he can’t explain. But when his brother is caught dealing drugs and sent to prison, Hunter’s world shatters.
To save his brother, Hunter has to join the gang he’s feared his entire life. Now he’s forced to choose between his family and the one girl he loves. Fighting for both, his fury is all he needs…
Want an ARC? Sign Up here: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1iUKP...
January 27, 2014
Release Day Blitz FIERCE + Giveaway!!
FIERCE is finally released!! :D
Thanks to all my fans it's already sitting at 494 in the amazon store!!!
With a rating of 4.5 it's proven to be loved by many :D
And the best thing of all: it's only 0.99 cents!!! This deal lasts only 1 week!!
What are you waiting for? Grab your copy now!!
Links:
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If you wanna read an excerpt and take part in the giveaway, please go here:
hhttp://clarissawild.blogspot.com/2014...
Thanks to all my fans it's already sitting at 494 in the amazon store!!!
With a rating of 4.5 it's proven to be loved by many :D
And the best thing of all: it's only 0.99 cents!!! This deal lasts only 1 week!!
What are you waiting for? Grab your copy now!!
Links:
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Fierce-Clarissa...
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Fierce-Claris...
Barnes&Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/fierc...
Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/us-US/eboo...
All Romance: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/prod...
Smashwords (coupon = QR69M): https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/d...
If you wanna read an excerpt and take part in the giveaway, please go here:
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January 11, 2014
Win an ARC of FIERCE!
I'm giving away 5 e-ARC copies of the New Adult Romance FIERCE!!! Check out the rafflecopter below for a chance to win:
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Want to read a sassy excerpt? Here it is:
When he comes up the steps, his gaze is already set on that one empty spot beside me. I’m squeezing my legs together, as he sits next to me. My instinct is to scoot far away, but I can’t; there’s nowhere to go.
I feel watched, which isn’t strange, considering his gray eyes are practically trying to penetrate my skin.
Anger is seething inside him, I don’t have to look at him to know; I can feel it flow out of him like a radiator that’s burning up.
God, I want to die.
He keeps staring at me, as if he has nothing better to do. My heartbeat is rising, and I’m starting to feel really sweaty. I don’t know why he’s doing this, but it’s freaking me out, and I don’t like it one bit.
“Don’t you have to pay attention?” I say, avoiding his eyes.
“To You? Yes.”
His words make my insides broil.
“The teacher has already started talking.” I point to the front, but Hunter doesn’t even flinch. His eyes are still on me like a hawk zooming in on his prey.
“I don’t care.”
I swallow, gathering the courage to turn my head and look at him. The moment my eyes make contact with his I’m drowning. Drowning in amazement. Drowning in fear.
Fear of the unknown.
“But your grades …” I stammer.
He snorts, and a smile curls the corners of his mouth while he shakes his head. “Yeah, right.”
And all I can do is stare.
If looks could kill, I would be dead.
He looks so damn handsome when he smiles. It’s like everything around us fades and all I ever want to see is that smile. It just makes me feel good.
But when the smile disappears, so does my mood.
The darkness falling over his face unsettles me.
In his eyes I see the hurt, the worries, the insomnia. Sleepless nights have worn down his face, making him look saggy and dull. But I know there’s so much more inside there.
Endless stories and an undiscovered world I’m intrigued by.
I want to know what’s in there. Inside him. Why he’s so angry and sad at the same time.
A sudden overwhelming feeling to grab him and hold him tight takes me aback.
He’s having so much trouble in his life right now, even though I have no idea what’s going on. I can see it in his eyes that something is so wrong. And I want to help him get through it.
But I don’t come any close. I don’t move one muscle.
I’m scared. Scared of what he can do. Scared of his power, and his temper.
In my mind I can still see his bloodshot eyes and the hateful look on his face. He was in that fight yesterday, I’m sure of it. The only question is who was the one instigating it.
I open my mouth, but nothing comes out.
I can’t ask him. I just can’t get the words to come out. I’m really chicken shit.
“Something wrong?” he says.
I shake my head.
“Then why are you looking at me like that?”
Hunter inches closer. I instinctively draw back, but he scoots even farther to my side. I’m scared to death he wants to do something to me, and I have no idea what, which makes it even scarier.
A devious smile appears on his face, and it’s almost as if he’s enjoying this. Taunting me seems like his way to pass time in class. I don’t like it one bit, but on the other hand I’m excited as hell.
He raises his head, and his nostrils flare. I turn my head, my breath hitching in my throat. I can’t look when he’s doing this, entering my private space uninvited.
It feels as though his nose is close to my hair, because there’s hot air flowing close to my ear. And then he inhales.
Holy shit.
Is he smelling me?
I’m frozen in place from sheer panic, my heart beating like crazy.
No guy has ever come this close to me.
He lets out a huge breath afterward and chuckles softly. His breath lingers on my ear, and a shudder runs through me.
“I like it,” he whispers.
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
My skin tingles where his hot breath brushed over me. My groin clenches, and my clit thumps.
Why?
His whisper does this to me. Just a whisper.
I never felt like this before. I think just died inside.
Hunter muffles a laugh. It’s like he can smell my fear.
He takes in a sharp breath and moves back to his usual spot. As if what he did just now was the most normal thing in the world.
I’m still shaken, my body stiff from the encounter. I feel completely naked, and I know he’s watching me.
The look in his eyes is like that of a boy who just did something totally against the rules. And it’s so fucking sexy I can’t stand it.
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Want to read a sassy excerpt? Here it is:
When he comes up the steps, his gaze is already set on that one empty spot beside me. I’m squeezing my legs together, as he sits next to me. My instinct is to scoot far away, but I can’t; there’s nowhere to go.
I feel watched, which isn’t strange, considering his gray eyes are practically trying to penetrate my skin.
Anger is seething inside him, I don’t have to look at him to know; I can feel it flow out of him like a radiator that’s burning up.
God, I want to die.
He keeps staring at me, as if he has nothing better to do. My heartbeat is rising, and I’m starting to feel really sweaty. I don’t know why he’s doing this, but it’s freaking me out, and I don’t like it one bit.
“Don’t you have to pay attention?” I say, avoiding his eyes.
“To You? Yes.”
His words make my insides broil.
“The teacher has already started talking.” I point to the front, but Hunter doesn’t even flinch. His eyes are still on me like a hawk zooming in on his prey.
“I don’t care.”
I swallow, gathering the courage to turn my head and look at him. The moment my eyes make contact with his I’m drowning. Drowning in amazement. Drowning in fear.
Fear of the unknown.
“But your grades …” I stammer.
He snorts, and a smile curls the corners of his mouth while he shakes his head. “Yeah, right.”
And all I can do is stare.
If looks could kill, I would be dead.
He looks so damn handsome when he smiles. It’s like everything around us fades and all I ever want to see is that smile. It just makes me feel good.
But when the smile disappears, so does my mood.
The darkness falling over his face unsettles me.
In his eyes I see the hurt, the worries, the insomnia. Sleepless nights have worn down his face, making him look saggy and dull. But I know there’s so much more inside there.
Endless stories and an undiscovered world I’m intrigued by.
I want to know what’s in there. Inside him. Why he’s so angry and sad at the same time.
A sudden overwhelming feeling to grab him and hold him tight takes me aback.
He’s having so much trouble in his life right now, even though I have no idea what’s going on. I can see it in his eyes that something is so wrong. And I want to help him get through it.
But I don’t come any close. I don’t move one muscle.
I’m scared. Scared of what he can do. Scared of his power, and his temper.
In my mind I can still see his bloodshot eyes and the hateful look on his face. He was in that fight yesterday, I’m sure of it. The only question is who was the one instigating it.
I open my mouth, but nothing comes out.
I can’t ask him. I just can’t get the words to come out. I’m really chicken shit.
“Something wrong?” he says.
I shake my head.
“Then why are you looking at me like that?”
Hunter inches closer. I instinctively draw back, but he scoots even farther to my side. I’m scared to death he wants to do something to me, and I have no idea what, which makes it even scarier.
A devious smile appears on his face, and it’s almost as if he’s enjoying this. Taunting me seems like his way to pass time in class. I don’t like it one bit, but on the other hand I’m excited as hell.
He raises his head, and his nostrils flare. I turn my head, my breath hitching in my throat. I can’t look when he’s doing this, entering my private space uninvited.
It feels as though his nose is close to my hair, because there’s hot air flowing close to my ear. And then he inhales.
Holy shit.
Is he smelling me?
I’m frozen in place from sheer panic, my heart beating like crazy.
No guy has ever come this close to me.
He lets out a huge breath afterward and chuckles softly. His breath lingers on my ear, and a shudder runs through me.
“I like it,” he whispers.
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
My skin tingles where his hot breath brushed over me. My groin clenches, and my clit thumps.
Why?
His whisper does this to me. Just a whisper.
I never felt like this before. I think just died inside.
Hunter muffles a laugh. It’s like he can smell my fear.
He takes in a sharp breath and moves back to his usual spot. As if what he did just now was the most normal thing in the world.
I’m still shaken, my body stiff from the encounter. I feel completely naked, and I know he’s watching me.
The look in his eyes is like that of a boy who just did something totally against the rules. And it’s so fucking sexy I can’t stand it.
December 15, 2013
Blissful volume 3 is out now!
Blissful Volume 3 is in the stores right now! This sweet & sexy New Adult Romance will make you gasp, and not just in a surprised way ... muhuhahaha!
Haven't read vol. 1 and vol. 2 yet? You can get number 1 for FREE now and number 2 for only 2.99!! Grab your chance quickly :D
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Blurb of volume 3
Torn by a choice between love and passion
Jack's heart has been lost ever since that terrible night. Now that I know what happened to him, I feel like I need to help him. I want to be there for him, but I know he'll never forget. Is love really going to be enough?
I miss my old life. I want to sing, I want to be somebody, and now that I'm with Jack everything has been put on hold. A curvy girl like me has no chance in the music business anyway, but when an opportunity presents itself to me, it feels like a dream.
Can I take this chance and risk losing him?
I never believed I would fall so hard for Amy, and it's turning me into a mess. She's sweet, sexy, and gets me hot and bothered in no time. I get protective of her and all I can think about is holding her close. But telling her ... that's another thing.
I think I love her, but it's terrifying, too. I know she'll want to pursue her career again soon. It's only a matter of time before I lose her again. I want her to be happy, but I think it'll kill me as well. I don't want her to leave.
Can I save our relationship before it's too late?
Check out this steamy and sexy excerpt from volume 3 below:
Kissing him has been on my mind since we came home today. Even after all that shit that happened between us, I still want to be with him. I just can’t stay away. No matter how many times I tell myself this isn’t good, I can’t stop wanting him.
Just looking at him makes me ooze with pure want.
He’s just so damn sweet and sexy. A caring man, who had to stumble his way through a rough life. A proud man, who’s afraid to admit he can’t handle his problems alone. A kind and gentle man, who stole my heart. His flaws make him perfect.
But his lips are cold, so cold they create goose bumps on my skin.
I take my mouth off his. “You’re as cold as ice.”
He bites his lip to hide a sneaky smile. “Warm me up then.”
He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer to him, but I push away again. “You’re really cold, Jack. Jesus, this isn’t good.”
He sighs. “I don’t feel it.”
“I do. C’mon,” I say, and I pull him out of the bed. “We need to get you under the shower. Some hot water will get you up to temperature again. And why were you sleeping without a blanket anyway?”
He chuckles from my jabbering, but lets me drag him along anyway. I open the door and get him inside before closing it behind me.
“You gonna wait here ‘till I get naked or something?” he says.
“What?” I stammer.
I hadn’t really thought about it before, but now that I’m looking at him I realize he’s still dressed. Of course. To get under the water, one must get naked. Sometimes I feel like a drooling little girl. He has to take off his clothes, and I’m still here. What am I doing here?
He turns around with a smirk on his face and stays put in the middle of the bathroom, arms folded. “So, you want a peepshow or something?”
Heat rises to my head, and I know my cheeks are glowing red. “No, of course not.”
I quickly turn around and put my hand on the door handle, but then his hand suddenly presses firmly against the door. His arm is beside me and I’m staring at a bulk of muscles, so firm, I want to touch it.
I swallow.
Shit, these hormones are driving me crazy with lust.
Jack’s chest presses against my back and I can hear him inhale. He smells me, his nose close to my hair. When he exhales it sounds as though he’s relaxing, but his hand is still jammed against the door, pinning me between both.
I gasp when his finger grazes my neck and brushes aside my hair. His finger is cold and yet it heats me up to my core. When his lips make contact with my skin I gasp.
He’s so smooth and his kisses are to die for. The way he presses them softly onto my shoulder and neck makes me feel like a precious prize. As if I’m all he wants.
As much as I want him.
I let go of the door handle. His hand slips off the door and drifts to my waist. He’s taking a hold of me, and I can’t resist. I don’t even try anymore.
“Stay with me,” Jack whispers into my ear. It sends electric shocks through my spine. “I want to be close to you.”
My heartbeat rises as he works his way up my neck and nibbles my earlobe. He pushes himself against me, and his growing pants are unmistakable. Oh, yes, I can definitely feel him and his desire.
He tugs my body, and my feet move without me having any control over them. It’s as if my mind is blank and my body is running on pure lust. I’m not sure whether it’s right or wrong, especially not because of his past, but I can’t stop wanting him and more of this. His love is so affectionate, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. Tender and passionate. He provides what I’ve been missing for so long. I need him like a drug.
Hooking his fingers underneath my shirt, he pulls it over my head, and it drops to the floor. His rough fingers linger on my arms and smooth down toward my armpits. He holds me close, lets me feel his body against mine, as if he wants me to feel the closeness between us. As if he’s ready to give me more.
Do you want more, too? Get your copy now!
Links:
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Haven't read vol. 1 and vol. 2 yet? You can get number 1 for FREE now and number 2 for only 2.99!! Grab your chance quickly :D
>> Click here for Blissful Vol. 1 (FREE!)<<
>> Click here for Blissful vol. 2 <<
Blurb of volume 3
Torn by a choice between love and passion
Jack's heart has been lost ever since that terrible night. Now that I know what happened to him, I feel like I need to help him. I want to be there for him, but I know he'll never forget. Is love really going to be enough?
I miss my old life. I want to sing, I want to be somebody, and now that I'm with Jack everything has been put on hold. A curvy girl like me has no chance in the music business anyway, but when an opportunity presents itself to me, it feels like a dream.
Can I take this chance and risk losing him?
I never believed I would fall so hard for Amy, and it's turning me into a mess. She's sweet, sexy, and gets me hot and bothered in no time. I get protective of her and all I can think about is holding her close. But telling her ... that's another thing.
I think I love her, but it's terrifying, too. I know she'll want to pursue her career again soon. It's only a matter of time before I lose her again. I want her to be happy, but I think it'll kill me as well. I don't want her to leave.
Can I save our relationship before it's too late?
Check out this steamy and sexy excerpt from volume 3 below:
Kissing him has been on my mind since we came home today. Even after all that shit that happened between us, I still want to be with him. I just can’t stay away. No matter how many times I tell myself this isn’t good, I can’t stop wanting him.
Just looking at him makes me ooze with pure want.
He’s just so damn sweet and sexy. A caring man, who had to stumble his way through a rough life. A proud man, who’s afraid to admit he can’t handle his problems alone. A kind and gentle man, who stole my heart. His flaws make him perfect.
But his lips are cold, so cold they create goose bumps on my skin.
I take my mouth off his. “You’re as cold as ice.”
He bites his lip to hide a sneaky smile. “Warm me up then.”
He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer to him, but I push away again. “You’re really cold, Jack. Jesus, this isn’t good.”
He sighs. “I don’t feel it.”
“I do. C’mon,” I say, and I pull him out of the bed. “We need to get you under the shower. Some hot water will get you up to temperature again. And why were you sleeping without a blanket anyway?”
He chuckles from my jabbering, but lets me drag him along anyway. I open the door and get him inside before closing it behind me.
“You gonna wait here ‘till I get naked or something?” he says.
“What?” I stammer.
I hadn’t really thought about it before, but now that I’m looking at him I realize he’s still dressed. Of course. To get under the water, one must get naked. Sometimes I feel like a drooling little girl. He has to take off his clothes, and I’m still here. What am I doing here?
He turns around with a smirk on his face and stays put in the middle of the bathroom, arms folded. “So, you want a peepshow or something?”
Heat rises to my head, and I know my cheeks are glowing red. “No, of course not.”
I quickly turn around and put my hand on the door handle, but then his hand suddenly presses firmly against the door. His arm is beside me and I’m staring at a bulk of muscles, so firm, I want to touch it.
I swallow.
Shit, these hormones are driving me crazy with lust.
Jack’s chest presses against my back and I can hear him inhale. He smells me, his nose close to my hair. When he exhales it sounds as though he’s relaxing, but his hand is still jammed against the door, pinning me between both.
I gasp when his finger grazes my neck and brushes aside my hair. His finger is cold and yet it heats me up to my core. When his lips make contact with my skin I gasp.
He’s so smooth and his kisses are to die for. The way he presses them softly onto my shoulder and neck makes me feel like a precious prize. As if I’m all he wants.
As much as I want him.
I let go of the door handle. His hand slips off the door and drifts to my waist. He’s taking a hold of me, and I can’t resist. I don’t even try anymore.
“Stay with me,” Jack whispers into my ear. It sends electric shocks through my spine. “I want to be close to you.”
My heartbeat rises as he works his way up my neck and nibbles my earlobe. He pushes himself against me, and his growing pants are unmistakable. Oh, yes, I can definitely feel him and his desire.
He tugs my body, and my feet move without me having any control over them. It’s as if my mind is blank and my body is running on pure lust. I’m not sure whether it’s right or wrong, especially not because of his past, but I can’t stop wanting him and more of this. His love is so affectionate, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. Tender and passionate. He provides what I’ve been missing for so long. I need him like a drug.
Hooking his fingers underneath my shirt, he pulls it over my head, and it drops to the floor. His rough fingers linger on my arms and smooth down toward my armpits. He holds me close, lets me feel his body against mine, as if he wants me to feel the closeness between us. As if he’s ready to give me more.
Do you want more, too? Get your copy now!
Links:
Amazon **** Barnes&noble **** Kobo **** Smashwords **** All Romance **** Google Play
November 27, 2013
Blissful Vol. 2 - out now!
Blissful Volume 2 is in the stores right now!
This sweet New Adult Romance will continue with at least 2 more books, so I hope you enjoy this one ;) There's a lot more to come.
Blurb:
Mending our hearts isn't as easy as it seems
Meeting Jack has been an eye opener for a curvy girl like me. Only now do I realize that there are good men in the world who deserve more love. He's a sexy hardworking man, and his ranch and daughter are all he has left. Passion is missing in his life.
I want to give him what he needs, but he won't let me. Then again, I'm not sure what I want either. My career as a singer songwriter has been on hold ever since I met him, and now I miss it more than anything. I know I'll have to make a choice someday.
However, I also know that Jack's hiding his past from me, and the truth will come out sooner or later...
When I met Amy I never imagined wanting her as much as I do now. I'm starting to fall for her, and I don't know if I can hold back any longer. I'm afraid, though. What if her loving brings back those painful memories from the past? I've been drowning the sorrow in alcohol for as long as I can remember. If the wounds in my heart tear open again, I'm not sure I can resist the urge to stop living.
Only Amy can rescue me now, and I hope it's not too late ... for the both of us.
Check out this very hot excerpt below:
His hands are cupped around my face, and he inches closer. For a moment I hold my breath and close my eyes. His breathing tingles against my lips. When they press against mine it feels as though I’m on cloud nine again. He’s soft and delicate, moving slow and passionate. I want to embrace him and hold him against me, encapsulating him in my warmth.
But he backs away again. Opening my eyes, I can see tears welling up in his.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispers.
“You aren’t.”
He looks down at the sheets, the only space between us. “I’m afraid … so afraid that all I want is a woman. That it’s just lust. I don’t want to do that to you.”
I place my hand on his arm. “I know it isn’t. I’ve seen you, Jack. The way you look at me. The way you treat me. You care about me. You can tell me all you want, but I’m not falling for it. I know what’s inside there.” I press my finger against his taut chest. “Just like you knew with me.”
He grasps my finger and pulls it up to his lips, moving it around as if he’s caressing himself with my fingers. I can feel his yearning, how much he wants to be loved, but the angst is holding him back.
No more.
Leaning closer to him, I grab his free hand and press it against my chest, close to my heart. “We both need love. I don’t care if you’re a rebound.”
He lets go off my hand and looks at me. He scans my face, checks out my breasts at exactly the place his hand is resting, and looks farther down. He looks at my leg, the spot which isn’t covered by the blanket. I took off my pants long ago, and when he sees the bare skin his hand slips under the blanket.
I hold my breath as I feel his rough hands gently slide up my leg, moving to a painful bruise on my knee. He caresses it softly, easing the pain. Then his fingers slowly urge upward to my thigh. I hiss and shudder as he reaches my inner thigh and squeezes it. I can feel the heat pooling my belly and the moist building up between my thighs. I don’t want him to stop, but it’s scary having another man touch me there.
He leans in and presses his lips onto mine. It’s breathtaking. The way he shivers as he touches me, the way his lips are both curious and anxious at the same time. I want it. I want all of it. I want him, every part of him, no matter how bad.
We both need someone to love us.
When he stops, a tear trickles down his cheek. He lets his head fall down onto my breasts, burying it into my chest, and he sniffs. “I want to have you so badly. Please, let me have you,” he whispers. “If only just for the night. Make me forget.”
His fingers dig into my skin, and his breathing is ragged. I can hear he’s holding himself back. He wants me terribly, but we both aren’t sure if this is for real. If it’s love or lust. If it’s just a relief from the pain.
But we’re both the same. We both need the consolation. The sweetness of love to mend our wounded hearts. I won’t hold him down. I need this as much as he does. However damaged we are.
“You can have me,” I say.
“But I’m a broken man. I can’t offer you anything in return.”
“You don’t need to. We both have to ease the pain, and we can do that with love.”
He lifts his head and starts kissing me again. It’s soft and subtle, but he’s still whimpering. The saltiness of his tears makes me want to smother him. I don’t want to let him go. I want to give him what he needs. What I need. More. We will heal each other, if only for the night.
He stops for a moment and looks me in the eye. “Are you sure?”
I nod.
“I don’t want to do anything you don’t like.”
“Shut up and kiss me,” I say, muffling a laugh, and I press my lips firmly against his.
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Blurb:
Mending our hearts isn't as easy as it seems
Meeting Jack has been an eye opener for a curvy girl like me. Only now do I realize that there are good men in the world who deserve more love. He's a sexy hardworking man, and his ranch and daughter are all he has left. Passion is missing in his life.
I want to give him what he needs, but he won't let me. Then again, I'm not sure what I want either. My career as a singer songwriter has been on hold ever since I met him, and now I miss it more than anything. I know I'll have to make a choice someday.
However, I also know that Jack's hiding his past from me, and the truth will come out sooner or later...
When I met Amy I never imagined wanting her as much as I do now. I'm starting to fall for her, and I don't know if I can hold back any longer. I'm afraid, though. What if her loving brings back those painful memories from the past? I've been drowning the sorrow in alcohol for as long as I can remember. If the wounds in my heart tear open again, I'm not sure I can resist the urge to stop living.
Only Amy can rescue me now, and I hope it's not too late ... for the both of us.
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His hands are cupped around my face, and he inches closer. For a moment I hold my breath and close my eyes. His breathing tingles against my lips. When they press against mine it feels as though I’m on cloud nine again. He’s soft and delicate, moving slow and passionate. I want to embrace him and hold him against me, encapsulating him in my warmth.
But he backs away again. Opening my eyes, I can see tears welling up in his.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispers.
“You aren’t.”
He looks down at the sheets, the only space between us. “I’m afraid … so afraid that all I want is a woman. That it’s just lust. I don’t want to do that to you.”
I place my hand on his arm. “I know it isn’t. I’ve seen you, Jack. The way you look at me. The way you treat me. You care about me. You can tell me all you want, but I’m not falling for it. I know what’s inside there.” I press my finger against his taut chest. “Just like you knew with me.”
He grasps my finger and pulls it up to his lips, moving it around as if he’s caressing himself with my fingers. I can feel his yearning, how much he wants to be loved, but the angst is holding him back.
No more.
Leaning closer to him, I grab his free hand and press it against my chest, close to my heart. “We both need love. I don’t care if you’re a rebound.”
He lets go off my hand and looks at me. He scans my face, checks out my breasts at exactly the place his hand is resting, and looks farther down. He looks at my leg, the spot which isn’t covered by the blanket. I took off my pants long ago, and when he sees the bare skin his hand slips under the blanket.
I hold my breath as I feel his rough hands gently slide up my leg, moving to a painful bruise on my knee. He caresses it softly, easing the pain. Then his fingers slowly urge upward to my thigh. I hiss and shudder as he reaches my inner thigh and squeezes it. I can feel the heat pooling my belly and the moist building up between my thighs. I don’t want him to stop, but it’s scary having another man touch me there.
He leans in and presses his lips onto mine. It’s breathtaking. The way he shivers as he touches me, the way his lips are both curious and anxious at the same time. I want it. I want all of it. I want him, every part of him, no matter how bad.
We both need someone to love us.
When he stops, a tear trickles down his cheek. He lets his head fall down onto my breasts, burying it into my chest, and he sniffs. “I want to have you so badly. Please, let me have you,” he whispers. “If only just for the night. Make me forget.”
His fingers dig into my skin, and his breathing is ragged. I can hear he’s holding himself back. He wants me terribly, but we both aren’t sure if this is for real. If it’s love or lust. If it’s just a relief from the pain.
But we’re both the same. We both need the consolation. The sweetness of love to mend our wounded hearts. I won’t hold him down. I need this as much as he does. However damaged we are.
“You can have me,” I say.
“But I’m a broken man. I can’t offer you anything in return.”
“You don’t need to. We both have to ease the pain, and we can do that with love.”
He lifts his head and starts kissing me again. It’s soft and subtle, but he’s still whimpering. The saltiness of his tears makes me want to smother him. I don’t want to let him go. I want to give him what he needs. What I need. More. We will heal each other, if only for the night.
He stops for a moment and looks me in the eye. “Are you sure?”
I nod.
“I don’t want to do anything you don’t like.”
“Shut up and kiss me,” I say, muffling a laugh, and I press my lips firmly against his.
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November 20, 2013
NEW! Blissful Volume 1
Yes, that's right, Blissful Volume 1 is available for download! This sweet romance is sure to set your heart on fire :)
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"Loved Maddy she was such a cutie ... can't wait to see how this story develops." ~ Maria T. - Goodreads
Blurb:
Unlucky is my middle name. My life as a singer-songwriter in a band I started with my best friend isn’t getting anywhere. I’m curvy and being thin is apparently important for a musical career. When my high school sweetheart and I get married, I find him kissing my best friend. Of course I didn’t put up with it.
Broken and depressed, I run away from everything I know, but even my car breaks down. Like I said … luck is not on my side.
Until I meet Jack …
Maintaining a ranch isn’t easy. I’ve got more work than time. Spare time is a luxury I can’t afford and won’t give into. When I spend one moment alone with my thoughts, I’m done for. Alcohol becomes my friend, because I can’t bear to feel the misery inside my heart.
I hate who I’ve become. Sorrow eats me up, but I won’t let anyone see. I need to keep on living, keep on fighting, and do everything on my own. For her, my little angel. She’s all I have left.
Until I meet Amy …
Lost in misery, love is our salvation
Excerpt (Jack's POV):
Her phone buzzes, and she stops working to check it. She’s leaning against the open door of the stables, probably reading a text message. Her gloomy face worries me.
She sniffs, and her body starts shaking. Oh shit. This doesn’t look good. She squints, her lips quivering and moving down. Oh, please, no. Don’t start crying, please, don’t cry.
Her eyes are getting watery, and before I know it she runs out the stable.
“Amy!” I holler, but she doesn’t stop.
I go after her. I need to know what’s bothering her so much that she’s crying all the time. I can’t let someone around me be so sad. It hurts me, too.
She’s clenching a fence somewhere up ahead, her blonde hair whisking in the wind. She looks stunning. The breeze makes her whimpers almost inaudible. Almost. My heart aches just from hearing it. I don’t want to see her sad.
I walk toward her, but find her cell phone a few feet away from her. I pick it up and hesitate, but I can’t stop myself from glancing shortly.
‘I’m sorry, Amy. I shouldn’t have kissed her. Please, tell me this isn’t the end. XOXO, Ronnie.’
So she has a boyfriend. Or had? I don’t know. Shit. I shouldn’t have looked at this. Fuck, what am I doing? Amy’s crying, and now I know why. I should get over there and comfort her.
I don’t wait another second and walk up to her. She’s clenching the fence tight, as if it’s the last thing she has to hold on to. I can her hear snivel, trying to hold back the tears. Oh, Amy …
I stand next to her and gaze at the field. It’s quiet for some time. I don’t know what to do. I’m not good with this. If I were, I’d know how to comfort myself, but I don’t.
“Want to talk about it?” I say after a while.
She shakes her head, but then another whimpering session begins. I rub over her shoulder and try to soothe her as much as I can.
“My ex. He kissed her. My best friend,” she suddenly says.
Okay, so she shakes her head, yet still talks? I swear I don’t get girls at all.
“On my wedding day!” she yells.
Oh. That’s fucking bad. Like hellish. “Shit …” is all I say. What else am I supposed to say? She’s bawling her eyes out, and it’s all because of that fucking jerk. All I can think of is wanting to crack him open and spit him out, spew shit about him, and swear as if there’s no tomorrow, but I can’t do that. It’s her ex. She’s crying over him, so that means she still cares about him. If I’d call him all sorts of things I’m sure she’ll be angry with me instead of him.
“Yes, he’s a fucking bastard!” she yells. “You cheating asshole!” she screams, leaning over the fence as if she’s hoping the words will cross the land and find their way to his ears.
Then she turns around and buries her head in my chest.
My body freezes. I gasp, pondering what to do. She’s crying against me, making my shirt wet, and I all I can think of is wanting her closer. Damn, Jack, when did you turn into such a sissy?
She wraps her arms around my neck, howling swear words while sobbing. Oh, I give up. I put my arms around her and pull her closer. She needs this. She needs me. I’m not sure what I want or need, but I have to be here for her. She can use me to cry onto. She can shout at me, beat me up, and crash into me. If it stops her from feeling sad, I’ll do anything. I can’t bear to hear her cry. Not another soul.
My hand brushes back and forth over her back. I try to calm her down by shushing and rocking sideways. She’s still crying, but it’s slowly lessening.
Suddenly I feel something clench my leg and squeeze in between us.
Amy lets go of me and peers down between our legs. Madeline pushed her way through and is now hugging Amy’s leg.
“Don’t cry, Amy,” she says.
Amy wipes the tears from her cheeks and pats Madeline on the head. We look at each other, momentarily. She doesn’t need to say anything to let me know she’s thankful that I was here when she needed someone.
Madeline quickly runs off, cramming herself through the fence, and into the field. We watch her dart around, picking flowers as she goes. She comes back and holds them up to Amy.
“For you.”
A smile slowly creeps onto Amy’s face. She gets on her knees, ignoring the fact that her jeans get dirty, and takes the flowers from Madeline. “Aw. They’re lovely.” She leans closer and beckons Madeline to lean closer too. “Thank you very much, Madeline.”
“You’re welcome!” Maddy giggles and runs off to chase the birds that are eating the leftover grain.
Amy watches Madeline before standing up again. Her eyes are still red and swollen, but her depressed face is gone. I can see she’s already falling in love with my sweet Maddy, just like everyone else who meets her. I chuckle. Of course she is.
“What?” she says.
“Oh, nothing.”
She gives me a quick jab against the shoulder, and makes me step back. This girl’s got some punch in her. Didn’t expect that. I didn’t expect her to get over her sadness so quickly, either. It’s admirable. I guess in that way she’s stronger than me.
She looks at me, stares at me even, and I feel embarrassed. Her perpetual gaze is petrifying me. I know she can see it. See underneath all of the layers, all of the jokes that I hide behind. It’s as if she’s peering into my soul, gazing at all the destruction I’ve done. Gazing at the ruin that is my life.
A chill crawls under my skin. I don’t want her to look at me like that, as if they can see all the hurt. As if they think they can do something about it. I don’t want anyone delving up my screwed up history. There’s no reason and no way in hell I’m going to let that happen. Unveiling what I’ve tried to bury for so long will kill me.
I clear my throat. “Let’s get back to work, if you’re ready.”
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"Loved Maddy she was such a cutie ... can't wait to see how this story develops." ~ Maria T. - Goodreads
Blurb:
Unlucky is my middle name. My life as a singer-songwriter in a band I started with my best friend isn’t getting anywhere. I’m curvy and being thin is apparently important for a musical career. When my high school sweetheart and I get married, I find him kissing my best friend. Of course I didn’t put up with it.
Broken and depressed, I run away from everything I know, but even my car breaks down. Like I said … luck is not on my side.
Until I meet Jack …
Maintaining a ranch isn’t easy. I’ve got more work than time. Spare time is a luxury I can’t afford and won’t give into. When I spend one moment alone with my thoughts, I’m done for. Alcohol becomes my friend, because I can’t bear to feel the misery inside my heart.
I hate who I’ve become. Sorrow eats me up, but I won’t let anyone see. I need to keep on living, keep on fighting, and do everything on my own. For her, my little angel. She’s all I have left.
Until I meet Amy …
Lost in misery, love is our salvation
Excerpt (Jack's POV):
Her phone buzzes, and she stops working to check it. She’s leaning against the open door of the stables, probably reading a text message. Her gloomy face worries me.
She sniffs, and her body starts shaking. Oh shit. This doesn’t look good. She squints, her lips quivering and moving down. Oh, please, no. Don’t start crying, please, don’t cry.
Her eyes are getting watery, and before I know it she runs out the stable.
“Amy!” I holler, but she doesn’t stop.
I go after her. I need to know what’s bothering her so much that she’s crying all the time. I can’t let someone around me be so sad. It hurts me, too.
She’s clenching a fence somewhere up ahead, her blonde hair whisking in the wind. She looks stunning. The breeze makes her whimpers almost inaudible. Almost. My heart aches just from hearing it. I don’t want to see her sad.
I walk toward her, but find her cell phone a few feet away from her. I pick it up and hesitate, but I can’t stop myself from glancing shortly.
‘I’m sorry, Amy. I shouldn’t have kissed her. Please, tell me this isn’t the end. XOXO, Ronnie.’
So she has a boyfriend. Or had? I don’t know. Shit. I shouldn’t have looked at this. Fuck, what am I doing? Amy’s crying, and now I know why. I should get over there and comfort her.
I don’t wait another second and walk up to her. She’s clenching the fence tight, as if it’s the last thing she has to hold on to. I can her hear snivel, trying to hold back the tears. Oh, Amy …
I stand next to her and gaze at the field. It’s quiet for some time. I don’t know what to do. I’m not good with this. If I were, I’d know how to comfort myself, but I don’t.
“Want to talk about it?” I say after a while.
She shakes her head, but then another whimpering session begins. I rub over her shoulder and try to soothe her as much as I can.
“My ex. He kissed her. My best friend,” she suddenly says.
Okay, so she shakes her head, yet still talks? I swear I don’t get girls at all.
“On my wedding day!” she yells.
Oh. That’s fucking bad. Like hellish. “Shit …” is all I say. What else am I supposed to say? She’s bawling her eyes out, and it’s all because of that fucking jerk. All I can think of is wanting to crack him open and spit him out, spew shit about him, and swear as if there’s no tomorrow, but I can’t do that. It’s her ex. She’s crying over him, so that means she still cares about him. If I’d call him all sorts of things I’m sure she’ll be angry with me instead of him.
“Yes, he’s a fucking bastard!” she yells. “You cheating asshole!” she screams, leaning over the fence as if she’s hoping the words will cross the land and find their way to his ears.
Then she turns around and buries her head in my chest.
My body freezes. I gasp, pondering what to do. She’s crying against me, making my shirt wet, and I all I can think of is wanting her closer. Damn, Jack, when did you turn into such a sissy?
She wraps her arms around my neck, howling swear words while sobbing. Oh, I give up. I put my arms around her and pull her closer. She needs this. She needs me. I’m not sure what I want or need, but I have to be here for her. She can use me to cry onto. She can shout at me, beat me up, and crash into me. If it stops her from feeling sad, I’ll do anything. I can’t bear to hear her cry. Not another soul.
My hand brushes back and forth over her back. I try to calm her down by shushing and rocking sideways. She’s still crying, but it’s slowly lessening.
Suddenly I feel something clench my leg and squeeze in between us.
Amy lets go of me and peers down between our legs. Madeline pushed her way through and is now hugging Amy’s leg.
“Don’t cry, Amy,” she says.
Amy wipes the tears from her cheeks and pats Madeline on the head. We look at each other, momentarily. She doesn’t need to say anything to let me know she’s thankful that I was here when she needed someone.
Madeline quickly runs off, cramming herself through the fence, and into the field. We watch her dart around, picking flowers as she goes. She comes back and holds them up to Amy.
“For you.”
A smile slowly creeps onto Amy’s face. She gets on her knees, ignoring the fact that her jeans get dirty, and takes the flowers from Madeline. “Aw. They’re lovely.” She leans closer and beckons Madeline to lean closer too. “Thank you very much, Madeline.”
“You’re welcome!” Maddy giggles and runs off to chase the birds that are eating the leftover grain.
Amy watches Madeline before standing up again. Her eyes are still red and swollen, but her depressed face is gone. I can see she’s already falling in love with my sweet Maddy, just like everyone else who meets her. I chuckle. Of course she is.
“What?” she says.
“Oh, nothing.”
She gives me a quick jab against the shoulder, and makes me step back. This girl’s got some punch in her. Didn’t expect that. I didn’t expect her to get over her sadness so quickly, either. It’s admirable. I guess in that way she’s stronger than me.
She looks at me, stares at me even, and I feel embarrassed. Her perpetual gaze is petrifying me. I know she can see it. See underneath all of the layers, all of the jokes that I hide behind. It’s as if she’s peering into my soul, gazing at all the destruction I’ve done. Gazing at the ruin that is my life.
A chill crawls under my skin. I don’t want her to look at me like that, as if they can see all the hurt. As if they think they can do something about it. I don’t want anyone delving up my screwed up history. There’s no reason and no way in hell I’m going to let that happen. Unveiling what I’ve tried to bury for so long will kill me.
I clear my throat. “Let’s get back to work, if you’re ready.”
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October 28, 2013
New book! The Billionaire's Bet #4: A Final Game
The Billionaire's Bet #4: A Final Game is finally here! Julie Valentine has barely escaped from the hands of death, but the past haunting Dominic isn’t going to let them go easily. Determined to save Dominic, Julie sets out to destroy what’s hurting him, risking her own life in the process. The game has only just begun…
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Here's a hot little excerpt for you:
Carefully, he started moving across the floor, his feet making the perfect slow dance steps. He was alluring to look at in his neat suit, with his hair swished back, his predatory eyes on my face. His warm hand squeezed mine as we swooshed across the floor, and he placed his other hand on my lower back.
My mind went crazy, thinking about his hands on me. I could feel every one of his fingers, and my senses were making over hours just feeling his hand move from time to time. Oh, what I’d give for him to touch my naked body again.
I swallowed. Don’t think about that Julie.
A smile crept onto his face as he watched me. My cheeks were probably glowing.
I tried to ignore his touch and focused on his eyes, but they were mesmerizing me. I looked at his thin lips, those delicious lips that I wanted to kiss, which could drive me insane.
I quickly closed my eyes and breathed in and out a couple of times. Keep it together.
He chuckled. “You seem anxious, Julie.”
“Yeah, well, I’m rather stunned that you just happened to be here where I was. How exactly did you know I was here? Have your men been spying on me?” My eyes narrowed.
Dominic frowned. “No, of course not. If I wanted to keep tabs on you, I’d hang a couple of video cameras in your room.”
My eyes widened.
He laughed. “Relax, I’m joking. I would never invade your privacy … unless you want me to.”
The wink that followed made my insides broil.
I turned my head away, trying to keep my cool. I spotted a woman in the back, walking past the entrance, gawking at us. Her silky brown hair was knotted in a bun on top of her head, and her stern oval face was plastered with make-up.
I scrunched my nose and turned my head back to Dominic again. “That woman over there is staring at us,” I whispered, and I cocked my head a little to point him in the right direction.
He glanced at her and then sent her a quick nod.
I peeked and saw she’d left again. “Who was that?”
“Sharon.”
My mouth dropped open. “That was your private detective? The woman you’ve been so secretive about?”
“Yes, and that was for your own good. She’s been keeping an eye out at the casino, in case they come here looking for answers as to why the money was fake.”
“What do you mean, for my own good? I didn’t ask to be lied to.”
“No, but I did it because I wanted to avoid you being unhappy, but I obviously failed. I never wanted this. Look at you. You’re frightened to death. I’ve been watching you from the sidelines and all I see is your fear. It tears me apart.”
I frowned and looked at the floor. He was really upfront.
Dominic sighed and bit his lip. “Sorry, that was too harsh.”
“No, it’s the truth,” I said. “Just having a hard time facing it.”
“It’s killing me to see you like this, so hurt and vulnerable.” He pulled me close to his chest. “I’d hoped being apart from me would do you good, then I’d be able to let you go so you could do what you want, but you only seem sadder.”
I nodded a bit, taking in the intoxicating smell of his aftershave. My hands were around his neck, and my fingers twirled around his soft blond hair.
“I can’t bear to see you like this, Julie.” He lifted my chin and looked at me with glazed eyes. “To see the woman I love be in so much pain is killing me. I can’t stand to stay away from you. All I want is to make you happy again, I don’t care what I have to do, but staying away from you obviously isn’t going to make that happen either.”
He was right. I was miserable just from leaving him, not to mention what happened. There was so much going on right now, and I had no one to share it with. No one to cry out with, to make me feel safe, to make me feel loved.
Without realizing it, my face had already inched closer to his.
“Don’t,” he said, his voice suddenly hoarse, as if it was already painful just to speak the words. “I can’t handle the temptation, Julie. I’m not going to force myself on you. I want this to be your own choice, and since you’ve decided to move out for the time being, I’ll respect that. I just needed to get this off my chest. Dancing with you was the opportunity I needed to do that.”
His heart beat at an incredible rate. I could feel the heat radiating through his suit. The Adam’s apple in his neck slowly moved up and down as he had difficulty swallowing. My presence made him just as nervous as I was. It felt like we were new lovers discovering each other again. At that moment I decided I wasn’t going to feel any safer being away from him, and that I’d rather feel loved than abandoned.
I raised my head and pressed my lips on top of his. He seemed caught in surprise as I left my peck. He looked confused for a moment. His mouth opened, and he glanced at my lips. That was all the time he needed to make his choice.
Dominic smothered me with his lips, devouring my mouth. He stopped dancing and closed his eyes, kissing me with fire. His hands clenched my back, his fingers digging into my skin. We were standing still in the middle of the dance floor, but it didn’t matter. I could feel how we wanted to be with each other so badly, just through this kiss. I never wanted it to end, and so I had made my decision: I wasn’t going to leave his side tonight.
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Here's a hot little excerpt for you:
Carefully, he started moving across the floor, his feet making the perfect slow dance steps. He was alluring to look at in his neat suit, with his hair swished back, his predatory eyes on my face. His warm hand squeezed mine as we swooshed across the floor, and he placed his other hand on my lower back.
My mind went crazy, thinking about his hands on me. I could feel every one of his fingers, and my senses were making over hours just feeling his hand move from time to time. Oh, what I’d give for him to touch my naked body again.
I swallowed. Don’t think about that Julie.
A smile crept onto his face as he watched me. My cheeks were probably glowing.
I tried to ignore his touch and focused on his eyes, but they were mesmerizing me. I looked at his thin lips, those delicious lips that I wanted to kiss, which could drive me insane.
I quickly closed my eyes and breathed in and out a couple of times. Keep it together.
He chuckled. “You seem anxious, Julie.”
“Yeah, well, I’m rather stunned that you just happened to be here where I was. How exactly did you know I was here? Have your men been spying on me?” My eyes narrowed.
Dominic frowned. “No, of course not. If I wanted to keep tabs on you, I’d hang a couple of video cameras in your room.”
My eyes widened.
He laughed. “Relax, I’m joking. I would never invade your privacy … unless you want me to.”
The wink that followed made my insides broil.
I turned my head away, trying to keep my cool. I spotted a woman in the back, walking past the entrance, gawking at us. Her silky brown hair was knotted in a bun on top of her head, and her stern oval face was plastered with make-up.
I scrunched my nose and turned my head back to Dominic again. “That woman over there is staring at us,” I whispered, and I cocked my head a little to point him in the right direction.
He glanced at her and then sent her a quick nod.
I peeked and saw she’d left again. “Who was that?”
“Sharon.”
My mouth dropped open. “That was your private detective? The woman you’ve been so secretive about?”
“Yes, and that was for your own good. She’s been keeping an eye out at the casino, in case they come here looking for answers as to why the money was fake.”
“What do you mean, for my own good? I didn’t ask to be lied to.”
“No, but I did it because I wanted to avoid you being unhappy, but I obviously failed. I never wanted this. Look at you. You’re frightened to death. I’ve been watching you from the sidelines and all I see is your fear. It tears me apart.”
I frowned and looked at the floor. He was really upfront.
Dominic sighed and bit his lip. “Sorry, that was too harsh.”
“No, it’s the truth,” I said. “Just having a hard time facing it.”
“It’s killing me to see you like this, so hurt and vulnerable.” He pulled me close to his chest. “I’d hoped being apart from me would do you good, then I’d be able to let you go so you could do what you want, but you only seem sadder.”
I nodded a bit, taking in the intoxicating smell of his aftershave. My hands were around his neck, and my fingers twirled around his soft blond hair.
“I can’t bear to see you like this, Julie.” He lifted my chin and looked at me with glazed eyes. “To see the woman I love be in so much pain is killing me. I can’t stand to stay away from you. All I want is to make you happy again, I don’t care what I have to do, but staying away from you obviously isn’t going to make that happen either.”
He was right. I was miserable just from leaving him, not to mention what happened. There was so much going on right now, and I had no one to share it with. No one to cry out with, to make me feel safe, to make me feel loved.
Without realizing it, my face had already inched closer to his.
“Don’t,” he said, his voice suddenly hoarse, as if it was already painful just to speak the words. “I can’t handle the temptation, Julie. I’m not going to force myself on you. I want this to be your own choice, and since you’ve decided to move out for the time being, I’ll respect that. I just needed to get this off my chest. Dancing with you was the opportunity I needed to do that.”
His heart beat at an incredible rate. I could feel the heat radiating through his suit. The Adam’s apple in his neck slowly moved up and down as he had difficulty swallowing. My presence made him just as nervous as I was. It felt like we were new lovers discovering each other again. At that moment I decided I wasn’t going to feel any safer being away from him, and that I’d rather feel loved than abandoned.
I raised my head and pressed my lips on top of his. He seemed caught in surprise as I left my peck. He looked confused for a moment. His mouth opened, and he glanced at my lips. That was all the time he needed to make his choice.
Dominic smothered me with his lips, devouring my mouth. He stopped dancing and closed his eyes, kissing me with fire. His hands clenched my back, his fingers digging into my skin. We were standing still in the middle of the dance floor, but it didn’t matter. I could feel how we wanted to be with each other so badly, just through this kiss. I never wanted it to end, and so I had made my decision: I wasn’t going to leave his side tonight.
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October 4, 2013
New Release! The Billionaire's Bet #2: A Hot Call
The Billionaire's Bet #2 is finally here!
That's right, The Billionaire's Bet: A Hot Call has just been published and is available on Amazon, B&N, AllRomance and Smashwords. It's a hot erotic BDSM Story about writer Julie Valentine who struggles to fall in love with Sexy rich Dominic Fury.
Get your copy here: http://smarturl.it/ahotcall
Here's a steamy excerpt (18+ only!!!):
His warm hand brushed along my neck and cupped around my face. “I just want to enjoy a nice meal with you right now.” His hand slipped from my face down my shoulder and around my back. Goose bumps formed all over my body as he slipped his hand down my back and grabbed my butt tight. He kept his other hand in his pocket.
The buzzing began again. I gasped and squeezed my legs together, little moans escaping my mouth.
He chuckled. “I love feeling you writhe against me.”
The humming stopped again and I could breathe. He took his hand from his pocket and showed me the remote control. “I like being in control of your pleasure. I’ll take this with me for tonight.”
My eyes widened. “You want to do that at the restaurant?”
“Ah, ah, Julie, I don’t tolerate protests. You’ll keep the vibrator inside you and I’ll use this remote as I see fit. I grant you permission to enjoy.”
A sly smile appeared on his face as soon as he saw me gaping. “Now, let’s go.”
He took my arm and together we walked into the corridor of the building. I was already sweating heavily when he pressed the button of the elevator. I couldn’t imagine what tonight would look like, with me being pleasured under the table during a dinner where there were other guests who could see my every move. I had to keep quiet and that was the hardest thing to do.
As soon as the doors closed, Dominic surprised me. He pressed his body against me in a blazing attempt to corner me. I was jammed against the walls. His breathing was heavy and full of raging hormones. He looked down upon me like I was his captive.
“I will have you tonight. I don’t know if I can withhold myself from attacking you right now.”
Within a second his lips were on mine. He ravished my mouth, licking my tongue, forcing himself onto me. He pinned me against the wall, seizing my breasts with eager and harsh hands. He ripped open my button down shirt and slipped his hand inside to circle around my areolas and pinch my nipples. I moaned, but he silenced me with his mouth.
When the doors of the elevator opened again, we both looked up. There was a fifty-year-old lady dressed in a leopard print outfit combined with a pink bag gawking us.
“Excuse me for breaking up your party, but I gotta get up,” she said and stepped inside.
Dominic immediately pushed himself off me and straightened his jacket, while I fumbled to hook my buttons back into place. The lady eyed Dominic’s full-blown erection.
Dominic cleared his throat and took my hand to escort me outside. My cheeks were flushed with heat from embarrassment as well as arousal. He obviously didn’t care to be caught, but the way he just put his hands on my there was sexy as hell.
“Since we’re in public now, you may address me as Dominic or Dom. Whichever you prefer.”
“Okay, Dom,” I said. It was the same name the woman had used to address him in the text message.
Oh, why am I thinking about this now?
We walked out of the lobby and a white limo just came to a stop right in front of us. Dominic opened the door and held up his hand. “Hop in.”
I got in and waited for him to walk to the other side to sit next to me. When the door closed, Dominic snapped his fingers and the chauffeur started to drive. He closed the blinds between us as well.
Dominic’s hand dove into his pocket and he took out the remote control. I didn’t even see him press the button. The moment I felt the buzzing between my legs I clenched the seat. I giggled from the sudden delicious jolts shooting up into my sex.
“I’m going to make you so horny, you can’t even resist me,” Dominic said. He moved closer and moved his hand up my leg, while I shivered with pleasure. I felt his warm breath near my ear and he nibbled my earlobe, flicking his tongue along it. I shuddered and held in my breath as he groaned in my ear, his fingers tightening in my flesh.
“Do you like it, Julie?” he whispered.
I nodded and closed my eyes as his fingers trailed their way up my thighs. Every inch he got closer, my heart beat faster, but then he stopped right before reaching my private parts. He took my hand and brought it to his pants, placing my fingers right on top of his bulge.
“Do you feel that? That’s what controlling your pleasure does to me. Oh, I just love to see you squirm because of me.”
Moaning, I squeezed my legs together. The jolts became fiercer, as if he had turned up the speed. He grunted like a predator and used my hand as a gear handle, guiding me over his member.
When the car to a halt, so did the humming. Dominic released my hand and pocketed the remote again. I was still gasping, trying to catch my breath. My head felt hot and I knew I was red all over.
A sly smile appeared on his face, and then he stepped out of the car and closed the door.
I only had a few more seconds to calm myself, and my pussy, down before Dominic was at my side. He held up his hand as he escorted me out, smiling with a cheap grin as if nothing ever happened.
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That's right, The Billionaire's Bet: A Hot Call has just been published and is available on Amazon, B&N, AllRomance and Smashwords. It's a hot erotic BDSM Story about writer Julie Valentine who struggles to fall in love with Sexy rich Dominic Fury.
Get your copy here: http://smarturl.it/ahotcall
Here's a steamy excerpt (18+ only!!!):
His warm hand brushed along my neck and cupped around my face. “I just want to enjoy a nice meal with you right now.” His hand slipped from my face down my shoulder and around my back. Goose bumps formed all over my body as he slipped his hand down my back and grabbed my butt tight. He kept his other hand in his pocket.
The buzzing began again. I gasped and squeezed my legs together, little moans escaping my mouth.
He chuckled. “I love feeling you writhe against me.”
The humming stopped again and I could breathe. He took his hand from his pocket and showed me the remote control. “I like being in control of your pleasure. I’ll take this with me for tonight.”
My eyes widened. “You want to do that at the restaurant?”
“Ah, ah, Julie, I don’t tolerate protests. You’ll keep the vibrator inside you and I’ll use this remote as I see fit. I grant you permission to enjoy.”
A sly smile appeared on his face as soon as he saw me gaping. “Now, let’s go.”
He took my arm and together we walked into the corridor of the building. I was already sweating heavily when he pressed the button of the elevator. I couldn’t imagine what tonight would look like, with me being pleasured under the table during a dinner where there were other guests who could see my every move. I had to keep quiet and that was the hardest thing to do.
As soon as the doors closed, Dominic surprised me. He pressed his body against me in a blazing attempt to corner me. I was jammed against the walls. His breathing was heavy and full of raging hormones. He looked down upon me like I was his captive.
“I will have you tonight. I don’t know if I can withhold myself from attacking you right now.”
Within a second his lips were on mine. He ravished my mouth, licking my tongue, forcing himself onto me. He pinned me against the wall, seizing my breasts with eager and harsh hands. He ripped open my button down shirt and slipped his hand inside to circle around my areolas and pinch my nipples. I moaned, but he silenced me with his mouth.
When the doors of the elevator opened again, we both looked up. There was a fifty-year-old lady dressed in a leopard print outfit combined with a pink bag gawking us.
“Excuse me for breaking up your party, but I gotta get up,” she said and stepped inside.
Dominic immediately pushed himself off me and straightened his jacket, while I fumbled to hook my buttons back into place. The lady eyed Dominic’s full-blown erection.
Dominic cleared his throat and took my hand to escort me outside. My cheeks were flushed with heat from embarrassment as well as arousal. He obviously didn’t care to be caught, but the way he just put his hands on my there was sexy as hell.
“Since we’re in public now, you may address me as Dominic or Dom. Whichever you prefer.”
“Okay, Dom,” I said. It was the same name the woman had used to address him in the text message.
Oh, why am I thinking about this now?
We walked out of the lobby and a white limo just came to a stop right in front of us. Dominic opened the door and held up his hand. “Hop in.”
I got in and waited for him to walk to the other side to sit next to me. When the door closed, Dominic snapped his fingers and the chauffeur started to drive. He closed the blinds between us as well.
Dominic’s hand dove into his pocket and he took out the remote control. I didn’t even see him press the button. The moment I felt the buzzing between my legs I clenched the seat. I giggled from the sudden delicious jolts shooting up into my sex.
“I’m going to make you so horny, you can’t even resist me,” Dominic said. He moved closer and moved his hand up my leg, while I shivered with pleasure. I felt his warm breath near my ear and he nibbled my earlobe, flicking his tongue along it. I shuddered and held in my breath as he groaned in my ear, his fingers tightening in my flesh.
“Do you like it, Julie?” he whispered.
I nodded and closed my eyes as his fingers trailed their way up my thighs. Every inch he got closer, my heart beat faster, but then he stopped right before reaching my private parts. He took my hand and brought it to his pants, placing my fingers right on top of his bulge.
“Do you feel that? That’s what controlling your pleasure does to me. Oh, I just love to see you squirm because of me.”
Moaning, I squeezed my legs together. The jolts became fiercer, as if he had turned up the speed. He grunted like a predator and used my hand as a gear handle, guiding me over his member.
When the car to a halt, so did the humming. Dominic released my hand and pocketed the remote again. I was still gasping, trying to catch my breath. My head felt hot and I knew I was red all over.
A sly smile appeared on his face, and then he stepped out of the car and closed the door.
I only had a few more seconds to calm myself, and my pussy, down before Dominic was at my side. He held up his hand as he escorted me out, smiling with a cheap grin as if nothing ever happened.
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September 27, 2013
New Series! The Billionaire's Bet
Exciting news everyone: I'm writing a new series! It's a BDSM erotica called The Billionaire's Bet. I've just published the first in the series, A Seductive Deal, and it's got an alpha/dominant male who always gets what he wants!
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We both laughed and I drank up my tequila, feeling tipsier by the second. I didn’t really care about it though. I was having a good time with Dominic and talking to him was better than sitting alone in my bedroom behind a laptop all night.
“Well, it was a pleasure to meet you, Dominic Fury, but it’s time to head back and get my creative juices flowing.”
I got off my stool, but my legs were wobbly and I was very dizzy, so I almost fell over. Dominic jumped off and caught me. Now I could really feel those strong arms around my waist and it was sending heat strokes through my body.
“Wow, be careful there,” he said. “Maybe that was a little too much tequila.”
“Thanks, but I’ll manage.”
He took my arm and placed it around his neck. “No worries, let me help you. I’ll get you to your room.”
We moved forward through the lobby with guests staring at us like we were goofing off. “Hey, are you flirting with me?” I muttered, only half aware of what I was saying.
“Flirting? No, I would never,” he said, and he winked, making me chortle.
“You’re naughty, you know that? Wanting to go to a girl’s room the second you meet her.”
He laughed. “Oh, I’ve seen plenty of rooms in my life time, don’t worry about that.”
We stumbled into the elevator and Dominic managed to press the correct button. I hung on his neck, almost unable to keep standing up. I was so tired and … well, my brain started to go into inactive mode.
“What’s your room number?” he asked.
I think I managed to say it, but I’m not sure if it was the right one.
“Okay, here we are,” he said. So little time had passed between him asking and finding the door, though I imagined it must’ve been a lot longer than my brain told me. He had to haul me all the way here.
I took out my keys, but was fumbling so much, Dominic snatched them from me and opened the door himself. He helped me get inside and put me down on the bed.
“Well, goodnight, July,” he said. “It was wonderful to meet you too.”
I flopped down on my back, facing the ceiling and made snow-angels on the bed, without any snow. I cracked myself up.
I heard him sigh and then I felt his warm fingers on my feet.
“Oh, what are you doing, Dominic? Are you undressing me? You’re such a tease,” I said.
“No, I’m taking off your shoes, so you can get into your bed.”
He was speaking the truth. My feet suddenly felt cold and his hands had released them again.
I got back up from the bed and wriggled my way to the end where he was standing. He was towering above me, his buff features appetizing and hard to resist, especially now that I wanted to be loved and could care less who it was.
He turned around, but I grabbed his hand. “Don’t go yet.” I pulled him closer and planted a kiss on his stubbly, muscular neck. I laced my arms around his neck, but he tried to unhook them again. I was clinging on to him, while he was trying to leave.
“You’re not exactly sober, Julie. I can’t do that.”
I lowered the straps of my bra so my boobs became more exposed and fiddled with his tie. “Oh, come on. It’s just a little bit of fun.” I kissed him on his shoulder and sternum, unbuttoning his shirt slowly. He swallowed; I saw his Adam’s apple move up and down. I felt his pants tent against my groin and it only made me hungry for more.
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We both laughed and I drank up my tequila, feeling tipsier by the second. I didn’t really care about it though. I was having a good time with Dominic and talking to him was better than sitting alone in my bedroom behind a laptop all night.
“Well, it was a pleasure to meet you, Dominic Fury, but it’s time to head back and get my creative juices flowing.”
I got off my stool, but my legs were wobbly and I was very dizzy, so I almost fell over. Dominic jumped off and caught me. Now I could really feel those strong arms around my waist and it was sending heat strokes through my body.
“Wow, be careful there,” he said. “Maybe that was a little too much tequila.”
“Thanks, but I’ll manage.”
He took my arm and placed it around his neck. “No worries, let me help you. I’ll get you to your room.”
We moved forward through the lobby with guests staring at us like we were goofing off. “Hey, are you flirting with me?” I muttered, only half aware of what I was saying.
“Flirting? No, I would never,” he said, and he winked, making me chortle.
“You’re naughty, you know that? Wanting to go to a girl’s room the second you meet her.”
He laughed. “Oh, I’ve seen plenty of rooms in my life time, don’t worry about that.”
We stumbled into the elevator and Dominic managed to press the correct button. I hung on his neck, almost unable to keep standing up. I was so tired and … well, my brain started to go into inactive mode.
“What’s your room number?” he asked.
I think I managed to say it, but I’m not sure if it was the right one.
“Okay, here we are,” he said. So little time had passed between him asking and finding the door, though I imagined it must’ve been a lot longer than my brain told me. He had to haul me all the way here.
I took out my keys, but was fumbling so much, Dominic snatched them from me and opened the door himself. He helped me get inside and put me down on the bed.
“Well, goodnight, July,” he said. “It was wonderful to meet you too.”
I flopped down on my back, facing the ceiling and made snow-angels on the bed, without any snow. I cracked myself up.
I heard him sigh and then I felt his warm fingers on my feet.
“Oh, what are you doing, Dominic? Are you undressing me? You’re such a tease,” I said.
“No, I’m taking off your shoes, so you can get into your bed.”
He was speaking the truth. My feet suddenly felt cold and his hands had released them again.
I got back up from the bed and wriggled my way to the end where he was standing. He was towering above me, his buff features appetizing and hard to resist, especially now that I wanted to be loved and could care less who it was.
He turned around, but I grabbed his hand. “Don’t go yet.” I pulled him closer and planted a kiss on his stubbly, muscular neck. I laced my arms around his neck, but he tried to unhook them again. I was clinging on to him, while he was trying to leave.
“You’re not exactly sober, Julie. I can’t do that.”
I lowered the straps of my bra so my boobs became more exposed and fiddled with his tie. “Oh, come on. It’s just a little bit of fun.” I kissed him on his shoulder and sternum, unbuttoning his shirt slowly. He swallowed; I saw his Adam’s apple move up and down. I felt his pants tent against my groin and it only made me hungry for more.
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September 14, 2013
New: Cherished By You, #4 Enflamed Series!
Cherished By You is finally here! Yes, the final installment of the Enflamed Series is done and you can get it right here: http://smarturl.it/cherishedbyyou
Here's a short description: Going off to Japan with her hot and sexy lover Kaito was the last thing Chloe thought she would do, but when she arrives, it’s all she ever dreamed of. Living with Kaito in his luxurious home is something she won’t pass on, but when she discovers he has more secrets up his sleeve, things get pretty exciting … Can she stay with him?
I'll be publishing the boxed set soon too, so you can get all the stories bundled into one ;)
Here's a little hot excerpt for you:
The boys sat down somewhere in the back, lounging with a book or a laptop. Kaito sat down across from me. In his hands he held two glasses of sparkling alcohol. He was wearing a black business suit that almost made him look like a corporate CEO rather than a hot rock star. He was still very sexy though. The suit made him look confident and in charge. Just what I liked about a man.
“Care for a drink?” he asked and held out one of the glasses.
“Thanks,” I said and I took it.
“Champagne. To celebrate a new beginning. To celebrate you and me, together.” His bold smile, bright white teeth showing, made heat pool in my belly.
We raised our glasses and toasted.
“So, are you excited?” he asked.
“Yeah, of course! I can’t wait to see what Tokyo looks like.”
“Hmm, I can already imagine us walking together down the streets,” he said while closing his eyes.
“Have to do some shopping though, otherwise I’ll run out of clothes fast,” I said.
He opened his eyes again. “What? No, that’s not necessary. I’ve made some arrangements that … will probably fit your needs.” He squinted and pursed his lips, then rubbed them with his fingers.
“What do you mean? Arrangements?”
A mischievous smile appeared on his face.
“What are you not telling me?” I stood up and placed my hands on my waist.
“I don’t want to spoil the surprise.”
I sat down on his lap and put my arms around his neck. “Oh, come on, tell me.”
He rolled his eyes, sighed and laughed. “Alright. If you insist. I had my assistants organize about fifteen sets of clothing for you to wear, which will be enough for about a month. We’ll see what happens after that.”
“What?” I gaped at him. “Are you serious?”
“Yes, it is not what you wish? I can let them gather more if you like. Tell me which brand you prefer and I will have them get it for you.”
“No, no, I mean, it’s perfect!” I hugged him so tight he almost couldn’t breathe. “Thank you. I’m just baffled by all the things you can do. This is just one of them. It makes me feel like I’ve so much more to see and experience.”
He was fiddling with a flower from a bunch in a vase that was on the table next to him, but then he took one out, snapped off the large part of the stalk and tucked the remaining flower behind my ear.
“And you will. I’ll make sure of that. I’ll give you anything you desire. You’re worth it all.”
I could only smile cheesy hearing that, but it was so sweet that I just had to kiss him. I took his face between my hands and kissed him. Kaito put one of his hands on my leg and one on my back, supporting me as I sat on top of him. Our lips were locked, a smoldering flame of desire burning on the inside. I wanted to get close to him, even closer than a kiss could get me.
I sucked on his bottom lip and felt my body gravitate toward his. He eagerly took me, his tongue slipping in and out of his mouth to lick my lips. Our kiss grew more intense. His calloused fingers strayed across my back, slipping down toward my butt. His other hand slowly slithered up my leg, creating wrinkles in my short skirt as it moved up. I felt a bump rising where I sat.
He pulled his lips off mine and retreated, clearing his throat.
“I have to get to work, Chloe,” he said. He put his hands on my sides and nudged me to stand up again.
“What? Why now?”
He sighed and patted his pants to hide his partial hard-on. “I’m sorry, Chloe, but I have a busy schedule and I need to get some things done.”
Kaito leaned forward and pecked me gently on my left cheek, before skidding off through the isle. He went through a door in the back of the plane and closed it behind him, leaving me breathless.
My whole body was tensed up. He was being so sweet to me, holding my hand, giving me clothes, putting a flower in my hair. I just wanted to smother him with kisses and more. I wanted to be with him, be one with him, take him. I needed it.
And now he was working?
No, that ain’t happening.
I put my glass down on the table and made my way to the back of the airplane. The boys all glanced at me when I walked passed them and knocked on the door before opening it without waiting for approval. I wasn’t going to take no for an answer.
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Here's a short description: Going off to Japan with her hot and sexy lover Kaito was the last thing Chloe thought she would do, but when she arrives, it’s all she ever dreamed of. Living with Kaito in his luxurious home is something she won’t pass on, but when she discovers he has more secrets up his sleeve, things get pretty exciting … Can she stay with him?
I'll be publishing the boxed set soon too, so you can get all the stories bundled into one ;)
Here's a little hot excerpt for you:
The boys sat down somewhere in the back, lounging with a book or a laptop. Kaito sat down across from me. In his hands he held two glasses of sparkling alcohol. He was wearing a black business suit that almost made him look like a corporate CEO rather than a hot rock star. He was still very sexy though. The suit made him look confident and in charge. Just what I liked about a man.
“Care for a drink?” he asked and held out one of the glasses.
“Thanks,” I said and I took it.
“Champagne. To celebrate a new beginning. To celebrate you and me, together.” His bold smile, bright white teeth showing, made heat pool in my belly.
We raised our glasses and toasted.
“So, are you excited?” he asked.
“Yeah, of course! I can’t wait to see what Tokyo looks like.”
“Hmm, I can already imagine us walking together down the streets,” he said while closing his eyes.
“Have to do some shopping though, otherwise I’ll run out of clothes fast,” I said.
He opened his eyes again. “What? No, that’s not necessary. I’ve made some arrangements that … will probably fit your needs.” He squinted and pursed his lips, then rubbed them with his fingers.
“What do you mean? Arrangements?”
A mischievous smile appeared on his face.
“What are you not telling me?” I stood up and placed my hands on my waist.
“I don’t want to spoil the surprise.”
I sat down on his lap and put my arms around his neck. “Oh, come on, tell me.”
He rolled his eyes, sighed and laughed. “Alright. If you insist. I had my assistants organize about fifteen sets of clothing for you to wear, which will be enough for about a month. We’ll see what happens after that.”
“What?” I gaped at him. “Are you serious?”
“Yes, it is not what you wish? I can let them gather more if you like. Tell me which brand you prefer and I will have them get it for you.”
“No, no, I mean, it’s perfect!” I hugged him so tight he almost couldn’t breathe. “Thank you. I’m just baffled by all the things you can do. This is just one of them. It makes me feel like I’ve so much more to see and experience.”
He was fiddling with a flower from a bunch in a vase that was on the table next to him, but then he took one out, snapped off the large part of the stalk and tucked the remaining flower behind my ear.
“And you will. I’ll make sure of that. I’ll give you anything you desire. You’re worth it all.”
I could only smile cheesy hearing that, but it was so sweet that I just had to kiss him. I took his face between my hands and kissed him. Kaito put one of his hands on my leg and one on my back, supporting me as I sat on top of him. Our lips were locked, a smoldering flame of desire burning on the inside. I wanted to get close to him, even closer than a kiss could get me.
I sucked on his bottom lip and felt my body gravitate toward his. He eagerly took me, his tongue slipping in and out of his mouth to lick my lips. Our kiss grew more intense. His calloused fingers strayed across my back, slipping down toward my butt. His other hand slowly slithered up my leg, creating wrinkles in my short skirt as it moved up. I felt a bump rising where I sat.
He pulled his lips off mine and retreated, clearing his throat.
“I have to get to work, Chloe,” he said. He put his hands on my sides and nudged me to stand up again.
“What? Why now?”
He sighed and patted his pants to hide his partial hard-on. “I’m sorry, Chloe, but I have a busy schedule and I need to get some things done.”
Kaito leaned forward and pecked me gently on my left cheek, before skidding off through the isle. He went through a door in the back of the plane and closed it behind him, leaving me breathless.
My whole body was tensed up. He was being so sweet to me, holding my hand, giving me clothes, putting a flower in my hair. I just wanted to smother him with kisses and more. I wanted to be with him, be one with him, take him. I needed it.
And now he was working?
No, that ain’t happening.
I put my glass down on the table and made my way to the back of the airplane. The boys all glanced at me when I walked passed them and knocked on the door before opening it without waiting for approval. I wasn’t going to take no for an answer.
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