NEW RELEASE!! The Devil Wore Sneakers by Nora LeDuc

Author: Nora LeDuc

Title: The Devil Wore Sneakers

Series: Love & Mystery in the 6-oh-3, Book 2

Genre: Mystery/Romantic Suspense

Release Date: October 29, 2015

Cover Designer: Patti Roberts

Who shot Lucy Watson’s estranged brother, the popular high school teacher who brought snacks for the staff and volunteered to help troubled students?

When Lucy Watson returns to her hometown in New Hampshire to bury her brother, she learns law enforcement is looking into several suspects. But soon the search for the killer grows intensely personal for Lucy. The police discover a fierce argument occurred the day of the murder between Lucy’s brother and his best friend Liam McAllister, Lucy’s first love. The cops shift their focus to Liam. Determined to get justice, Lucy becomes involved in the mystery and must choose to put her faith in Liam one last time, or face the truth; she is in love with her brother’s murderer.

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Fifteen minutes later, a rap on her door startled her. “Who is it?” “Liam.” The sound of his voice added a spring to her step. She smoothed her hair before opening. “Why aren’t you downstairs enjoying your win?”

“I missed you. I want to be with you, Luce, no one else.” Her heart thundered in her ears. “But people expect you to stay. Won’t they be upset?” “That’s my Luce. Okay, listen for a second.” He held up a finger. “What did you hear?” “Music. Voices. Laughter.” “Exactly. The party goes on without me.” “I’m not sure how to take that, Liam.” “I’ll tell you.” He took her hands. “Lucy Watson, when I lost you, I lost my guide, my conscience, my—” His words triggered feelings she couldn’t hide or control. She kissed him with a hunger that had been lurking deep inside. For a moment, she forgot worries and fears. Then she moved away from him. Hadn’t she been the one discouraging their relationship? Her cheeks burned. His hand came around her waist, and the familiar glint lit his eyes. “I want us to spend tonight together.” He searched her face. Hope whirled and rose higher. “What do you say, Luce?” His voice was low, husky. “One night?” Her last chance with him was now. “Yes.” He smiled, bent to kiss her, and stepped back. “Hold on.” He walked to the window. What was he doing? He’d changed his mind? Already? “I thought…”

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The Devil Wore Sneakers is Nora’s second book in the series— Love and Mystery in the 6-oh-3. Book three is in progress. She lives in New England where she binges on Investigation Discovery, true crime shows, and stories of romance. If you enjoyed The Devil Wore Sneakers, please leave a review at Goodreads.com, Amazon.com, or your favorite online retailer. Nora would love to hear what you liked best in this story so she can continue to write the type of books you love to read. Drop her a email at Nora LeDuc@ yahoo.com. And be sure to check Nora’s website: NoraLeDuc.com.

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COVER REVEAL!! L is for Luminous by Amity Cross

Title: L is for Luminous

Author: Amity Cross

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Amity Cross

 Release Date: January 11, 2016

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When desperado dork Lux Dawson gets stuck in an elevator at a comic convention, she couldn't be any more mortified.

She's just another writer trying to get her work seen, not to get stuck in a three by four metal box with the sexiest male specimen she's ever seen... who just happens to be guest of honor, Jude Atwood.

Jude's the star of the hottest TV series on the American airwaves, the supernatural detective show Naturals, and he's at the height of his star studded career. Too bad she's a nobody and he has a famous actor girlfriend, who just happens to be his onscreen, epic love. Who could compete with that, right? But for some insane reason Jude wants to know all about Lux...including her disaster of a writing career.

Once those elevator doors are pried open by the jaws of life and reality arrives in the form of hordes of waiting paparazzi, Lux's life is about to explode...

She just doesn't know it yet. 

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Amity Cross isn't her real name. That's no secret.

She is the author of wicked stories about rock stars looking for redemption, gritty romances featuring MMA fighters and dark tales of forbidden romance. She loves to write about screwed up relationships and kick ass female leads that don't take s**t lying down.

Amity lives in a leafy country town in southern Australia and can be found chained to her desk, held at ransom by her characters.

Don't send help. She likes it.

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NEW RELEASE! Infatuation by River Savage

Title: Infatuation (Knights Rebels MC #4)

Author: River Savage

Release Date: October 20, 2015

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Beau McIntyre is driven by a past smothered in blood and covered in bruises. Though tragic, it's help shape his future and define the man he's become.

Day in and day out, he's reminded of his failures in the faces of the women he saves. But what happens when one girl threatens to blow all of that apart? Will Beau lose his grip on the controlled lifestyle he abides by?

Mackenzie Moore is running from a past she needs to forget. A past that has molded her into a woman living in fear. One fateful night, her carefully constructed world is pulled down around her, forcing her to make a decision she's not sure she can live with. 

Turning to the Knights Rebels MC for help is the last thing she wants, but everything she needs. 

Can Beau save her once again, or is what she running to far worse than what she’s running from? 

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“Kenzie, I’m heading out. Will you be all right on your own?” I call out to her but receive no reply. Her door is ajar a few inches, so I knock, letting the force push it open further.

She is standing there. Her pert tits take my attention first and instantly my cock stirs back to life. She doesn’t stop to cover herself and I don’t look away.

“I’m heading out.” I manage some cough mumble thing, my throat becoming dry. She doesn’t say anything and her eyes don’t leave me. I should turn away, let her change in private, but I’m lost in the sight of her.

The soft glow of her bedside lamp highlights her against the dark room but even from this distance, I can see every one of those goose bumps glazing her skin.

We continue to stand silent for what feels like hours, until the soft whisper of her nightgown falling to the floor shocks me back, like the first momentary sonic boom that fills the skies on a Fourth of July weekend. My eyes follow its descent, pausing at the lace covering her pussy.

Jesus, fuck, turn around, man.

I swallow past my hunger and try to will myself to leave, but fail when her fingers hook into the side of her lace panties.

“Mackenzie, don’t.” My warning comes out strangled, my resolve slipping, but it doesn’t stop her. She continues to undress, sliding her panties down her legs then stepping out of them, leaving her completely exposed to me.

She’s beautiful. Fucking perfect. Every fucking inch of her. But there’s an innocence to her. One touch, one taste is going to destroy me.

What the fuck is wrong with you, man? Go to her. Fucking take her.

“Darlin’,” I say with a heavy breath, forcing my eyes away from her naked body and back up to her face. Her pink, plump lips, swollen from our kisses, slightly part as she draws in a long breath.

“You’re making this really fucking hard to stay away.” My voice cracks as my gaze catches her hand sliding between her legs.

“If you’re not going to help me, then leave.” Her voice is barely a whisper as her finger slips between her pussy lips disappearing from view. And fuck it turns me on.

Before I realize what I’m doing, my legs carry me to her. Not giving it a second thought, I slap her hand away from her pussy and pull her naked body to me. She comes willingly, a small cry filling the room at my touch.

“Fuck,” I groan, knowing I’m close to losing control. “I need you to think this through, darlin’. Be real fucking sure, ‘cause once we start, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop,” I tell her when her chest hits mine.

“I’ve never wanted anything more, Beau.” My name coming from her lips in a plea cancels out all my reservations, and before I can comprehend what’s happening, I have her on her back on the bed.

Pulling off my cut and shirt in record time, I flip the button of my jeans. Mackenzie comes up on her elbows and watches as I lose my jeans.

“Holy shit, you have it pierced.” She looks down at my cock, intrigue turning to wonder.

“I have two.” I point to the Apadravya piercing. The small barbell runs through the head of my penis. I then pull to show her the Frenum piercing on the underside of my cock.

“Did they hurt?” She bites her lip, her eyes not leaving the piercing.

“I survived. Had it done years ago.” She nods but doesn’t say anything.

“You keep looking at me like that and I don’t think I’ll last long,” I admit. Her inquisitive eyes move from my piercing up to my face and I realize it wouldn’t matter what way she looked at me. I’m wound up so fucking tight from not having my cock in a woman for God knows how long, I’m not going to last long regardless.

“Like what?” She looks back down at my cock and it bounces its own hello.

“Like you want to wrap your mouth around my dick and milk it dry,” I offer the visual, the picture playing out in my mind.

Yep, there is no way I’m going back on this, now.

“No one has ever spoken to me like this before.” Her teeth graze her bottom lip, and I don’t know if she’s afraid of me, or fucking turned on.

“You want me to stop talking to you this way?” I ask, placing a knee down on the bed and moving over her.

“I don’t think so.” She lays back, her dark hair spilling around her.

“You don’t think so? It’s a yes or no question, darlin’.” I keep my eyes on her, like I need to memorize every inch of her body.

“No,” she answers instantly.

“Then I won’t.”

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River Savage is the Author of the Knights Rebels MC Series. She released her debut novel, Incandescent, in August 2014. 

An avid reader of romance and erotic novels, her love for books and reading fueled her passion for writing. Reading no longer sated her addiction, so she started writing in secret. She never imagined that her dream of publishing a novel would ever be achievable. 

With a soft spot for an alpha male and a snarky sassy woman, Kadence and Nix were born. 

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NEW RELEASE & REVIEW!! The Darkest Frost, Vol 2 of 2 (TDF #2) by Tanya Holmes

Title: The Darkest Frost, Vol 2 of 2 (TDF #2)

Author: Tanya Holmes

Genre: Gothic Paranormal Romance with a Twist

Release Date: October 19, 2015

 

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The job seems simple enough at first: go undercover and catch her best friend’s killer. But psychic detective Denieve Knight gets more than she bargained for when she enters Dr. Braeden Frost’s estate as a “housekeeper.” She's supposed to be sleuthing, not falling under the spell of the enigmatic doctor and his irrepressible, hellion of a brother, Xavier. Now after two months of working for the man known as “Dr. Death,” she's entangled in a web of secrets and lies. Each discovery only leads to more questions. Though faced with declining health and a storm of confusing feelings and simmering passion for both brothers, Denieve is determined to uncover the truth---consequences be damned. Yet the truth may prove deadly once she discovers just how deep the rabbit hole goes.

 

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When the ghost of her best friend begs for her help, psychic detective Denieve Knight goes undercover as a live-in domestic to catch a killer. She sets her sights on the most likely suspect: her friend’s mysterious employer, Doctor Braeden Frost. Dubbed "Dr. Death" by the press, the notorious hematologist is linked to nineteen other suspicious fatalities—all are former patients. The brooding recluse is a man of many secrets, the darkest of which may be lurking beneath the leather gloves he never removes.     

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Amazon Bestselling Author Tanya Holmes is a Golden Leaf double-finalist, a Romance Writers of America Golden Heart finalist, a recipient of the Maggie Award, the MICA Award, as well as Overall Winner of the Sandy Haddad Award and a two-time finalist and one-time winner of The Emily (Best of the Best). She's happily married with children and loves reading, writing and a good cup of coffee---but not necessarily in that order. She has two novels coming out in 2015: The Darkest Frost, a two-part Gothic paranormal serial romance with a twist, and in 2016, Temptation's Edge, a contemporary romance.  

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Well! After hanging out for this book I finally got to read it!
I'm forever in awe of authors who can create whole races of people and their histories. Twins, Braedon and Xavier, are of a different race of people who have lived among men for thousands of years, decended from angels. They can be split into two different people too, which is what the 'twins' are.
Deni has fallen in love with Braedon, but has feelings for Xavier that she keeps denying. How in the hell can I write a review that does this book justice without giving things away?? I'm hopeless and feel it's impossible.
I really loved the fact that Tanya has created a whole race of people and their history, the fact they can split one person into two, then rejoin them--but only if the two halves are in full agreeance. But it's more than that. There's love and acceptance needed too.
There are ups and down aplenty. People who only want the truth; people who seek the truth, but can't be told; people who discover the truth then have to become a part of that world in order to survive.
This is seriously a great read that had me hooked from start to finish and after being interrupted numerous times, I finally had a night where I saw it through to the end (cue sleepy self the next day!).
I would definitely recommend this to anyone who likes paranormal reads and for those who want something that's well written and thoroughly enjoyable. Volume 1 & 2 will keep the reading bug at bay for a few days while Deni discovers the truth behind Dr Braedon Frost and his brother, Xavier.

5 stars from me.

REVIEW!! F#ck Forbidden boxed set by Ava Jackson

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Title: F#ck Forbidden (Boxed Set)

Author: Ava Jackson

Genre: Erotic Romance

Release Date: September 24, 2015

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The filthiest boxed set you'll read all year!

If you can't handle two dominant brothers who want to introduce you to their filthy mouths and huge cocks, this isn't the book for you. Carry on.

STEPBROTHER MASTER Three months. Three months trapped on a ranch in remote Montana with my mom’s latest husband … and his dark, brooding son. I shouldn’t care that my new stepbrother’s talent with ropes goes beyond lassoing stray cattle. I shouldn’t care that his every look says he wants me … but he’s going to fight it to the bitter end. I shouldn’t care that as the summer rolls on, my fascination overwhelms my better judgment and now I’m dying to call my stepbrother … Master.

HIS PLAYTHING An ass you could bounce a quarter off of. That’s the sight that greets me of my new roommate as he f*cks a blonde on the kitchen table. That’s right before I get an eyeful of his giant cock. Cue wet panties. Oh, and did I mention he’s a Navy SEAL? One semester. That’s as long as I have to last—and then I’m gone, graduated, off into the real world. But can I survive that long without becoming … his plaything?

Review

To start with, I haven’t actually read a stepbrother book before, despite the genre being one of the ‘in’ things. Secondly, I read both these books in one sitting—devoured them even—unable to go to sleep until I’d finished them both.

Stepbrother Master

We have Ford and Emma…

Meet Emma, whose mother is about to be married for the fourth time. She’s tried to get out of it, but succumbs to her mother’s pleading and ends up on a huge ranch in Montana for the summer break.

Ford is sceptical about Emma and her mother, believing they’re both just gold-diggers looking to score a quick buck.

Despite each of their scepticisms about what’s going on, there’s instant heat between them. A pull. Desire. They both resist the heat and tension between them, but only until Emma stumbles upon Ford’s secret lifestyle—then she’s all he can think about, and what Emma witnessed keeps her up at night.

Once their parents are married, Emma and Ford give in and have a week of bliss, but it plays on Emma’s conscience, especially after her mum and new stepdad return from their honeymoon.

Hot sex, indecision and forbidden love make this a great read.

His Plaything

Avery and Nixon are the stars of this one.

Avery meets her new family at the end of Emma and Ford’s book. Avery is Emma’s stepsister of sorts. Even though their parents are divorced, they still consider each other as sisters. This lessens to taboo in our minds, but not in Avery’s.

When Avery’s dad can’t pay for her college accommodation on top of tuition, a solution is found by her stepmother’s new husband. Move into Nixon’s condo. Avery thought she’d have the place to herself given Nixon is a SEAL and often away. What she didn’t consider was that he was home…

She walks in on Nixon f*cking a woman on his dining table. After having the image of a naked and erect Nixon seared into her mind, she lays down a rule of no more sexual shenanigans in the condo. He objects then makes his own rule for her to consider. He’s just returned from nine months deployment and refuses to go without sex for the entire time she’s there. 

His solution has her running scared, yet intrigued.

Again, it’s Avery who is hung up on the detail of being stepsiblings despite being further removed from the title than Emma is—who has no problem with it now!

Another good story and quite an easy read. Between the two it took me around 6 hours to read and was an enjoyable was to spend an evening. With nothing to compare it to in the genre, I couldn’t say how it stands up against others, but I enjoyed them both thoroughly.

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“I don’t think an uppity little princess like you could even begin to understand what a man like me needs. Let alone have a chance in hell of delivering it.” 
Her flashing blue eyes taunted me. “Try me.” 
The answer shocked the shit out of me. I wrapped my hand around her shoulder and crowded her until she was forced to back up a step. And then another—until her back hit the wall and I was blocking her escape. 
“You think you could handle this, sweetheart?” She opened her mouth to reply, but I didn’t wait. I’d had enough fucking waiting tonight. I lowered my lips to hers and devoured. My hands tangled in her hair, and I angled her head so I could deepen the kiss. Her hot little tongue darted out, and I took it as the green light to take this a step further. I shifted my left leg, sliding it between her thighs. It caught on her skirt, so I dropped one hand to the hem and shoved it higher. 
Gripping the back of her thigh, I slid my hand up… and up... until I hit the soft smooth skin of her bare ass. I groaned into her mouth at the discovery, deepening the kiss. Her ass, which I’d openly admired from day one, was soft and full, and I fought the urge to give it a little swat, just to make sure she knew who was now in charge. 
Her hands skimmed up my chest, and I pressed into her, wanting to feel her against me. I swallowed the little whimpers she made as I took my time caressing every inch of her luscious, curvy little body Fuck. Had I known she was wearing a thong beneath this dress, I couldn’t have been held responsible for my actions. I took half a step back, and my palm teased her cheek before sliding between her legs. My cock jerked insistently the second I felt the damp lace covering her pussy. 
She shifted, pressing against my hand, and it took everything in me not to shove that flimsy barrier aside and sink two fingers deep inside her. I pulled back from the kiss only a fraction of an inch. “Fuck me, you’re soaked, baby. Did your pussy get wet watching me earlier, or were you waiting for my hand on this hot little cunt?” Her moan in response was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard. I wanted inside of her. I just fucking wanted her. 
The thought slammed into me with the subtly of a freight train. I pulled back, dropping my hand and placing a few necessary inches of separation between us. Her eyes fluttered open, and I couldn’t deny the rush of male pride that surged through me at the clouded arousal in them. We both stood, inches apart, sucking in enough oxygen to get our brains back to normal functioning levels. My attention locked on her and her every movement.

 

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Ava enjoys naughty things. She’s drawn to the forbidden and taboo, and writes kink that makes you think. Raised in Idaho, Ava now lives on the East Coast with her husband, and two dogs.

 

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NEW RELEASE!!! Imperfect by Cherry Shephard

Author: Cherry Shephard

Title: Imperfect

Series: Blaze of Glory

Release Date: October 21, 2015

US Special Forces, Staff Sergeant Ethan Stone, lives by one mantra “fight or die”. 
The army is his life, his men are his family. So when an injury sends him home from Afghanistan, the nightmares of what he’s witnessed, can no longer be kept at bay. The alcohol he drowns himself in every night only sinks him further into depression’s abyss.
Waking after one of his benders, Stone is greeted by a tiny, knife wielding firecracker and one destroyed bar. 

Saddles, was meant to be her escape. A new start away from an abusive relationship and a way to fulfill her daddy’s dying wish. But all the bar has brought Shannon is debt collectors and pushy buyers threatening to destroy her. And to top all that off one drunken, gorgeous idiot.

The last thing she needed was a handsome, angry ex-soldier to distract her.

All he wanted, was to pay for the damages. But when she refuses there is only one thing he can do. But when a familiar face from his past changes everything, can they learn to work together?

Will they find salvation in each other’s arms?

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She turns over in bed and I look at her, expecting to see regret in her eyes. Instead, I see understanding. This woman, this . . . angel, has come to me in my greatest time of need. I swallow past a sudden lump in my throat, too overcome with emotion to speak. She doesn’t say anything but leans over to kiss my cheek. I turn my head at the last second, capturing her lips with my own. This kiss is different, though; it’s softer, gentler. I nibble lightly on her bottom lip and feel her smile. Her hand travels down my chest to the waistband of my jeans but instead of pulling them off like I expect, her hand disappears beneath my shirt. I tense, not ready for her to see that vulnerable side of me. I’m too scarred; she’s going to take one look at my body and run. I grab her hand and pull it out of my shirt, but she’s felt them. The scars. I can see the horror on her face. She’s going to leave. I brace myself for the rejection I know is coming… But it doesn’t. I flinch as she pushes my shirt up, exposing my scars to her gaze. The light from the lamp casts our shadows on the wall, and I choose to look at that rather than the horror on her face. She’s silent. Too silent. What the hell is she thinking? I risk a glance, and my heart almost stops beating from what I see. Tears. She’s fucking crying. For me. “I’m sorry,” she cries, wiping away her tears. I want to fucking laugh. She’s crying for me, and apologizing for doing it. “Don’t.” I smile, leaning up and capturing her hand in my own. I press my lips against it, tasting the slightly salty tang of her tears on her fingers. “Why are you crying?” “Look at what they did to you,” she whispers through her tears. “Keets told me you were captured, but he never told me this.” Keets told her? I should be angry, but I guess a part of me is glad she knew. It would explain why she didn’t run the second she saw the scars. “Will you tell me?” she asks, but I shake my head. I can’t do it. She’s opened a part of my heart tonight that I thought would lie dormant forever. But this, this past that I come from, this weight that I carry . . . it’s mine. I can’t burden her with it. She understands. I don’t even have to say anything. I swallow past another lump in my throat as she kisses the long, jagged scar on my ribs. I have a tattoo there, covering the worst of it. I’m covered in tattoos, actually, most of them on my chest and arms. All designed to hide the imperfect body that lies beneath them. But she makes it bearable. Her kiss is soft, fleeting. Not enough, though. Never enough. This time, when she tries to take my shirt off, I let her. This time, we make love. It’s gentle, slower. I want to show her the same kindness she’s shown me. She takes me to heights far beyond my fear and insecurities. This time, I make love to her as Ethan, the man . . . not Stone, the injured soldier.

Cherry Shephard loves Jared Leto, that’s no secret.

She also writes beautifully dark erotic romance stories, focusing on honour and redemption. Her men are dark and strong, with just enough vulnerability to make you believe you could save them. Her women are tough, beautiful and can hold their own.

When not writing, Cherry can be found indulging her other obsession, watching horror movies.

Cherry lives in Queensland, Australia, with Mr. S, her three children, three cats, three dogs and 4 hermit crabs.

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BLOG TOUR!! F#ck Forbidden by Ava Jackson

Title: F#ck Forbidden (Boxed Set)

Author: Ava Jackson

Genre: Erotic Romance

Release Date: September 24, 2015

Blurb

The filthiest boxed set you'll read all year!

If you can't handle two dominant brothers who want to introduce you to their filthy mouths and huge cocks, this isn't the book for you. Carry on.

STEPBROTHER MASTER Three months. Three months trapped on a ranch in remote Montana with my mom’s latest husband … and his dark, brooding son. I shouldn’t care that my new stepbrother’s talent with ropes goes beyond lassoing stray cattle. I shouldn’t care that his every look says he wants me … but he’s going to fight it to the bitter end. I shouldn’t care that as the summer rolls on, my fascination overwhelms my better judgment and now I’m dying to call my stepbrother … Master.

HIS PLAYTHING An ass you could bounce a quarter off of. That’s the sight that greets me of my new roommate as he f*cks a blonde on the kitchen table. That’s right before I get an eyeful of his giant cock. Cue wet panties. Oh, and did I mention he’s a Navy SEAL? One semester. That’s as long as I have to last—and then I’m gone, graduated, off into the real world. But can I survive that long without becoming … his plaything?

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Excerpt

 

“I don’t think an uppity little princess like you could even begin to understand what a man like me needs. Let alone have a chance in hell of delivering it.” 
Her flashing blue eyes taunted me. “Try me.” The answer shocked the shit out of me. I wrapped my hand around her shoulder and crowded her until she was forced to back up a step. And then another—until her back hit the wall and I was blocking her escape. 
“You think you could handle this, sweetheart?” She opened her mouth to reply, but I didn’t wait. I’d had enough fucking waiting tonight. I lowered my lips to hers and devoured. My hands tangled in her hair, and I angled her head so I could deepen the kiss. Her hot little tongue darted out, and I took it as the green light to take this a step further. I shifted my left leg, sliding it between her thighs. It caught on her skirt, so I dropped one hand to the hem and shoved it higher. 
Gripping the back of her thigh, I slid my hand up… and up... until I hit the soft smooth skin of her bare ass. I groaned into her mouth at the discovery, deepening the kiss. Her ass, which I’d openly admired from day one, was soft and full, and I fought the urge to give it a little swat, just to make sure she knew who was now in charge. 
Her hands skimmed up my chest, and I pressed into her, wanting to feel her against me. I swallowed the little whimpers she made as I took my time caressing every inch of her luscious, curvy little body Fuck. Had I known she was wearing a thong beneath this dress, I couldn’t have been held responsible for my actions. I took half a step back, and my palm teased her cheek before sliding between her legs. My cock jerked insistently the second I felt the damp lace covering her pussy. 
She shifted, pressing against my hand, and it took everything in me not to shove that flimsy barrier aside and sink two fingers deep inside her. I pulled back from the kiss only a fraction of an inch. “Fuck me, you’re soaked, baby. Did your pussy get wet watching me earlier, or were you waiting for my hand on this hot little cunt?” Her moan in response was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard. I wanted inside of her. I just fucking wanted her. 
The thought slammed into me with the subtly of a freight train. I pulled back, dropping my hand and placing a few necessary inches of separation between us. Her eyes fluttered open, and I couldn’t deny the rush of male pride that surged through me at the clouded arousal in them. We both stood, inches apart, sucking in enough oxygen to get our brains back to normal functioning levels. My attention locked on her and her every movement.

 

About Ava Jackson

Ava enjoys naughty things. She’s drawn to the forbidden and taboo, and writes kink that makes you think. Raised in Idaho, Ava now lives on the East Coast with her husband, and two dogs.

 

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