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“Two men were infinitely better than one, an intoxicating combination if I could find it, and my greedy self-indulgence was boundless, my sexuality unleashed those many years ago with him. His shadow haunted me and shaped my obsession, the depth of my depravity deep and forged in the cafes and nightclubs and back alleys in a dozen countries with dozens of men. Once I’d started down that road, I couldn’t stop and couldn’t go back, a dark and insatiable impulse propelling me forward and driving me into the arms of strangers like the Mohammeds and into the sweltering barren desert.” 〰 Haley 〰
Unable to cope with the loss of her first love, a charming and seductive Spanish soccer player, beautiful, headstrong Haley Hanson abandons love entirely. She seeks solace in the arms of strangers and fame, a tumbleweed rolling where the gusts of wind carry her, and she lands between a garbage bin of rotting food and a brick wall. Stuck in limbo and near death.
Will love destroy her or conquer all?
Strong sexual content.
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We returned to the hotel after midnight and I immediately drew him a hot bath, adding bubbles from the upscale toiletry collection, and he let out a long sigh as he sank slowly into it, gazing at me expectantly as I hovered over him.
“You come, cariño?” he asked, gesturing for me to join him, and my pussy immediately jumped to attention.
I sat on the toilet and hurriedly removed my sandals and ripped off the tank top, my pulse racing as it always did when his luscious eyes turned seductive and mischievous.
“You do naked dance, mi amor?” he asked.
“Striptease,” I corrected, laughing, and he flicked bubbles in my direction, grinning boyishly.
“You do striptease?”
The suggestion made me hotter and I slowed down. I slid the jeans leisurely over my behind, turned away from him and bent over, giving him a good, long look at my ass in the skimpy thong as I wriggled out of the pants.
“Fantástico,” he murmured, and I spun to face him, fluffing my hair so it fell wildly around my face.
Then I slid my index fingers inside the panties, tracing them along my hip and the apex of my sex, and I plunged a hand inside, touching myself and licking my lips, enticing him with my tongue, and his eyes practically bugged out of their sockets.
I smiled to myself. My first striptease and it turned me on as much as it did him, my slit dripping with juices and my clit plumping and pulsing, and if I’d wanted, I could’ve made myself come in an instant.
I moaned softly, deliberately, and moved my hands up to my breasts, skimming the lacy fabric. I unhooked the bra and held it close to my chest, my hips swaying suggestively, and then I flung it at him.
He snatched it out of the air, his coordination soccer perfect, as was he. Delicious, tantalizingly hot, the bubbles swirling around his rib cage as he smiled his uniquely crooked smile and gazed lovingly at me with his soft chocolate eyes.
He was enjoying himself and so was I, and it was impossible not to love him.
I shimmied my tits in his face, making a show of it, and his hands reached for them, but I backed away.
“Mi amor, come with me,” he appealed.
And I did, quickly peeling off the thong and sliding into the tub. I straddled him and he grasped the nape of my neck, gently drawing me in for a kiss, his tongue passionate, loving and intense, a slow sultry dance. I drowned in that kiss, swept under by a–
The lock clicked. Baba was back. I silently cursed him, wanting to remain in the past, wanting to stay with Mikel. I remained immobile and kept my eyes closed, and I felt him looming over me, sensed the stark light streaming from the ceiling and smelled cigarette smoke.
From the author of the erotic romance series The Vitamin D Treatment and Side Effects, The Vitamin D Treatment Finale, Julia Bramer turns the erotic romance genre upside down in Tumbleweed. Tapping into readers’ primal fears and incorporating reverse gender stereotypes and recent historical events in an intelligent way, she weaves a complex tale of love, heart-racing romance and sex.
Julia is the former Executive Director of a charitable foundation in Colorado and has traveled the world with her husband seeking an understanding of different cultures and gathering stories. Her novels incorporate many of the places she’s visited and people she’s met along the way.
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IT’S NOT WISE TO WANDER THE CRUISE SHIP FOREVER ALONE AT NIGHT. YOU MIGHT NOT LIVE TO SEE DAYLIGHT.
DETECTIVE JACK HARNEY AGREES TO DO AN OLD ARMY BUDDY A FAVOR. CURT NOBLE HAD SOME PERSONAL BUSINESS TO ATTEND TO, HE DIDN’T SAY WHAT. WHAT HE DID SAY WAS HE NEEDED SOMEONE TO TEMPORARILY TAKE OVER HIS DUTIES AS HEAD OF SECURITY ON THE STRUGGLING CRUISE SHIP FOREVER. JACK HESITATES, BUT HE OWES CURT HIS LIFE SO AGREES. HE’S TOLD THE WORST MISCHIEF HE CAN EXPECT TO ENCOUNTER WILL BE THE OCCASIONAL SHOPLIFTER, OR DRUNK.
INSTEAD, ONE WEEK INTO THE CRUISE, A BEAUTIFUL RED HEAD AND A MEMBER OF THE CREW ARE RUTHLESSLY MURDERED. ARE THE TWO MURDERS CONNECTED? IT’S UP TO JACK TO FIND OUT. HE MUST FIND THE KILLER BEFORE THE SHIP RETURNS TO TAMPA’S PORT, OR WORSE, BEFORE ANOTHER DEAD BODY IS FOUND. THIS WON’T BE EASY. THE SHIP IS OLD, IT’S SECURITY SYSTEMS OUTDATED, AND CLUES ARE FEW, OR SO IT SEEMS AT FIRST.
IT’S NOT JUST A SENSE OF OBLIGATION THAT MOTIVATES JACK TO AGREE TO CURT’S REQUEST;
JACK MOVED THOUSANDS OF MILES, STARTED OVER, AND STILL CAN’T GET AMY O’BRIAN OUT OF HIS HEART OR MIND. WHEN SHE SHOWS UP ON THE SHIP, AS PART OF A LARGE WEDDING PARTY, JACK MUST FIGHT TO STAY FOCUSED. TO MAKE MATTERS WORSE, AMY ISN’T HIS ONLY DISTRACTION; A SEXY AND MYSTERIOUS WOMAN HAS MADE IT HER MISSION TO SEDUCE JACK.
AS THE BODY COUNT RISES, AND TIME SLIPS AWAY, JACK HAS TO ASK HIMSELF, “DID SOMEONE COMMIT THE PERFECT CRIME?”
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JACK WATCHED MARNI LEAVE, TORN. DID HE THINK SHE’D KILLED PAM? NO, BUT SHE WAS KEEPING SOMETHING FROM HIM, SOMETHING TO DO WITH PAM’S MURDER. HE LOOKED DOWN AT HIS ARM, SEEING HER SMALL HAND. HIS HEART WAS STILL BEATING HARD. IT HAD TAKEN REAL EFFORT TO HIDE HIS FEELINGS WHEN SHE’D TOUCHED HIM. AFTER A FEW MINUTES, HE STARTED WALKING, AND WAS SOON STANDING OUTSIDE MARNI’S CABIN DOOR. HE HESITATED. HE TOLD HIMSELF HE WAS JUST GOING THERE TO TALK TO HER, TO TRY TO MAKE HER TELL HIM WHAT HE SENSED SHE WAS HOLDING BACK. BUT THAT WAS A LIE. HE REACHED UP AND KNOCKED. SHE OPENED THE DOOR WEARING A TOWEL.
“I WAS ABOUT TO TAKE A SHOWER,” SHE SAID.
JACK DIDN’T RESPOND. HE WALKED INTO HER ROOM, SHOVING THE DOOR SHUT BEHIND HIM. HE TOOK HOLD OF HER TOWEL AND PULLED HER TIGHTLY AGAINST HIS BODY, HIS MOUTH COVERING HERS, HIS TONGUE SEARCHING FOR HERS, HIS HANDS YANKING THE TOWEL OFF AND TOSSING IT TO THE FLOOR. HE EASILY PICKED UP MARNI AND CARRIED HER TO THE BED. SHE PULLED HIS SHIRT UP OVER HIS HEAD, HER HANDS RUNNING THEMSELVES THROUGH HIS THICK CHEST HAIR. SHE REACHED FOR HIS BELT BUCKLE, UNDOING IT SLOWLY, HER EYES WATCHING HIS. THEN SHE PULLED HIS PANTS DOWN AND GASPED.
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TEN FUN FACTS ABOUT MARYANN
I SPENT MY HONEYMOON IN SAUDI ARABIA. SOMEONE APPROACHED OUR GUIDE AND OFFERED TO BUY ME.
I SPENT A YEAR IN KOREA, ABOUT 90 MILES FROM SEOUL.
I’VE WRITTEN TWO BOOKS. MY FIRST IS A ROMANCE WITH A MURDER MYSTERY, MY SECOND IS A MYSTERY WITH A DASH OF ROMANCE.
I GREW UP IN MILWAUKEE WISCONSIN, BUT MOVED TO RENO NV WHEN I WAS 15 YEARS OLD.
MY FIRST JOB WAS AT THE CIRCUS CIRCUS CASINO IN RENO. ON THEIR SECOND FLOOR, THEY HAVE ARCADE GAMES SIMILAR TO A CARNIVAL, AND A STAGE WHERE ACTS ARE PERFORMED. I WORKED ALL THE DIFFERENT GAMES.
I’VE BEEN MARRIED FOR 21 YEARS.
MY FAVORITE FOOD IS SPICY SQUID. MY LEAST FAVORITE IS CABBAGE.
I LOVE TO TRAVEL, BUT DON’T GET TO DO IT AS MUCH AS I’D LIKE. MY LAST BIG TRIP WAS TO NEW YORK CITY. MY LAST MINI-TRIP WAS TO ST. AUGUSTINE FLORIDA.
MY FIRST BOOK IS ENTERED INTO A CONTEST HOSTED BY ROMANCE WRITERS OF AMERICA. FINGERS CROSSED.
MY FAVORITE BOOK IS PRIDE AND PREJUDICE.
SHE QUICKLY OPENED THE PANTRY DOOR AND STEPPED INSIDE. OH GOOD, MY CAKE. BY THE SOUND OF THE WIND, RAIN, AND EVEN THE OCCASIONAL THUNDER, SHE COULD TELL THE BACK DOOR HAD FINALLY BEEN OPENED. SHE CRACKED THE PANTRY DOOR AN INCH AND PEEKED OUT. A TALL, MUSCULAR MAN WAS THERE, HE WAS MAKING A SANDWICH. SHE’D WAIT HIM OUT. THE LIGHTS IN THE KITCHEN FLICKERED ON AND OFF, THEN ON AGAIN. SUDDENLY, ANOTHER MAN ENTERED THE KITCHEN. JEEZ, I’M NEVER GONNA GET OUT OF HERE.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?” SHE HEARD HIM ASK. HIS TONE CONCERNED HER. HE SEEMED ANNOYED, MAYBE EVEN ANGRY. AT LEAST I’M NOT THE ONLY PERSON IN THE KITCHEN THAT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE.
THE OTHER MAN DIDN’T ANSWER. HE PICKED UP A ROLLING PIN AND HIT THE GUY ON THE SIDE OF THE HEAD, HARD. THE MAN FELL TO THE FLOOR WITH A THUD. HIS HEAD LAY OUTSIDE WHERE SHE WAS HIDING. THROUGH THE CRACK IN THE DOOR, SHE COULD SEE BLOOD ON THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD, HIS EYES WIDE OPEN AND VACANT. SHE SWALLOWED HARD AND WILLED HERSELF NOT TO FREAK OUT. SHE’D NEED ALL HER COMPOSURE SO SHE DIDN’T GIVE HERSELF AWAY. SHE WATCHED, SHOCKED, AS THE MAN RUSHED TO THE KITCHEN’S SWINGING DOORS, LOOKED OUT, THEN QUICKLY RETURNED. HE PICKED UP THE DEAD GUY AND WALKED OUTSIDE.
SHE WASN’T THINKING STRAIGHT. SHOULD SHE WAIT, SEE IF HE WAS COMING BACK? SHOULD SHE RUN LIKE HELL AND HOPE HE DIDN’T SEE? SHE DID WHAT ANY GOOD STRIPPER WOULD DO. SHE WENT TO THE OTHER SIDE OF HER CAKE, BENT DOWN, AND WITH ALL HER STRENGTH PUSHED THAT CAKE OUT OF THE PANTRY, THROUGH THE KITCHEN, AND OUT OF THE CAFETERIA. SHE PULLED UP THE HOOD UP ON HER OVERCOAT AND KEPT IT THERE UNTIL SHE ARRIVED AT HER DESTINATION.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
MARYANN KEMPHER LOVES TO WRITE MYSTERY WITH A DASH OF ROMANCE. SHE SPENT HER TEEN YEARS SPENT LIVING IN RENO NV WHERE HER FIRST BOOK, MOCHA, MOONLIGHT, AND MURDER IS SET. THE SETTING FOR HER SECOND BOOK, FOREVER DOOMED, WAS INSPIRED BY HER LOVE OF THE OCEAN. HER WRITING INFLUENCES INCLUDE FAVORITE AUTHORS AGATHA CHRISTIE, JANE AUSTEN AND JANET EVANOVICH. HER GUILTY PLEASURES INCLUDE ANY AND ALL SWEETS, INCLUDING A GOOD CUP OF MOCHA. SHE IS MARRIED WITH TWO CHILDREN.
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INSTEAD OF FEEDING HER LATE-NIGHT APPETITE, A MIDNIGHT FOOD RUN NEARLY GETS 28-YEAR-OLD KATHERINE O’BRIAN KILLED. SHE’S THE ONLY PERSON TO SEE THE MAN WHO BRUTALLY MURDERED A LOCAL WOMAN, AND THE KILLER IS HELL-BENT ON MAKING SURE SHE DOESN’T TALK.
SCOTT MITCHELL LEFT A BROKEN ENGAGEMENT BEHIND WHEN HE MOVED TO RENO, AND THE LAST THING HE NEEDS IS MORE MELODRAMA. BUT WHEN HE AND KATHERINE ARE PAIRED FOR A COLLEGE PROJECT, THAT’S WHAT HE GETS. IT CAN BE VERY DISTRACTING WHEN SOMEONE IS OUT TO KILL YOUR LAB PARTNER. TOGETHER, THEY TRY TO FIGURE OUT WHAT THE POLICE HAVEN’T BEEN ABLE TO—THE IDENTITY OF THE MURDERER. PASSION FLARES, BUT WITH KATHERINE’S LIFE IN DANGER, ROMANCE SEEMS LIKE MORE THAN A BAD IDEA.
SCOTT AND KATHERINE WILL FACE JEALOUSY, MISUNDERSTANDINGS, LUST, AND RIVALS, NOT TO MENTION ATTEMPTED MURDER—AND ALL BEFORE THEIR FIRST REAL DATE
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Title: Forbidden No More
Author: Christy Dilg
Release Date: Summer 2014
Genre: Erotica Romance
Two dissatisfied marriages sparked an affair between Laney Collins, and Dr. Chance Turner. The connection they had was instant and powerful. Now, one year later they are ready to embark on the journey of husband and wife together. Will they be able to be faithful to each other, with others desperately waiting in the wings for their relationship to fall apart?
Laney plans the wedding to the love of her life, while her world is turned upside down and fears take over her mind. The insecurities with her body changing leads for a strained relationship with Chance causing her to close him out. There is only so much a man can take before he loses his ability to be supportive.
Chance branches out on his own, by opening his own clinic. Stacy Nickelson is the beautiful architect that is working on the plans for the new building. She has an eye for the handsome unmarried doctor. Will he return the feelings to Stacy?
Will Laney and Chance find their way back to each other, or will they go in different directions before they walk down the aisle?
Model: Ashley Alexiss
Photographer: Robert Sleeper
About the Author
Christy Dilg is an erotica romance author and also is as a full-time medical biller. She has released her first novel “Forbidden Forever” and is currently working on her next book “Forbidden No More”. When she’s not writing she spends her time with her husband and teenage daughter. She is also known as Radiation Girl after beating thyroid cancer and finally living life and embracing her glow. She hopes that her writing inspires others to live their dreams regardless of the outcome. She hopes that she can reach others through her stories and touch their hearts. In December 2013, Christy was named to Amazon’s Romance Editor’s List of Fan Picks for Top Debut Author.
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What good is running AWAY when you only end up lost?
Cassandra Pierce had her whole “perfect” life planned out by her parents. One night of pure weakness and lust has her running away from it all and seeking refuge in Alamosa with her best friend. But it seems life has other plans for her when she finds herself lost in the small town of Keaton.
Jason Bradley is a charming country guy. He lives a simple life that’s nothing like what Cassandra is used to. A single moment in life changed everything he thought he once knew, leaving him with a broken heart and an unplanned future.
What happens in Keaton is nothing Cassandra or her heart could have ever prepared for. The instant connection she shares with Jason is no secret, but what they’re keeping hidden from one another is. Will these two be able to find a way to trust each other or will their secrets tear them apart?
“You left. It scared me,” I told him, embarrassed by my fear of being alone in this dark, vacant library.
“I’m right here.” He reached out his hand. At the same time I grabbed his hand, a loud rumble of thunder roared through the old building making everything in my body tense. I screamed like a little girl and all but jumped into Jason’s arms.
“You’re okay. I’ve got you,” he whispered into my ear as I clung onto him. His hands slid down my back to my waist, soothing me from the thunder’s jolt.
The candle in the aisle next to us did little to break the darkness that surrounded us, but I could clearly see his eyes. I would always be able to see those eyes. They pierced mine as my hands leisurely moved up his chest and around his neck. He slowly took a step closer, moving us so that my back was now against the bookshelf. His hands left my waist to rest on the shelf behind me. My chest was rising and falling as quickly as his was, and it was as though our bodies were in sync. I could tell we both were feeling everything. Every butterfly that fluttered in our stomachs, every breath exhaled and inhaled, and every bit of self-control lost the longer our bodies held this position.
I couldn’t help but lick my lips. I wanted his on mine badly, they needed the taste of Jason on them again. It was as if the storm now raged inside of us, ready to be unleashed. Another loud roar of thunder around us, and then, there it was. A growl escaped Jason as I bowed my back to take a tighter hold of him. His eyes watched as my teeth captured my bottom lip, and his lips immediately found mine. For a split second, a crash of lightning appeared, lighting up the row around us. Our tongues immediately intertwined, kissing frantically as though it was our first kiss.
I slid my hands from around his neck, and up his arms, until I reached his hands, placing mine inside his. He gripped them tightly as he pulled his lips from mine and began softly placing kisses down my neck into the curve of my shoulder. I let out a soft moan, loving the feel of his wet lips against my skin. His grip tightened as his body pressed harder against mine, and his teeth bit down softly on my ear. I wanted to melt into a puddle right here on the floor. Turning my head toward him, my lips were ready to taste more of him. I kissed him and then like something fierce had stricken inside me, I bit his bottom lip. His answering growl made every pulse in my body race. I trailed my lips down his neck but enjoyed the feel of his scruff against my soft cheek first. When I got to his neck, he moved back slightly. With my hands still gripped tightly in his, I was stuck, unable to continue kissing his neck.
“This isn’t funny,” I said, my voice husky.
He leaned closer, his hold still firm on my hands. “Cassandra, I don’t know if I’ll have the ability to stop, so I have to keep your hands locked in mine where they’re safe.”
I slowly shook my head. “I don’t want to beg for this. I have never wanted anything more in my life. I’m giving this to you, and I want you to take it and never give it back. I want you, Jason.”
“I gotta go. I promised Kasey a dance,” Moose said before running off like he was up to something.
I shook my head and took another sip of water.
“Hey there. This seat taken?”
I didn’t even have to look at her to know who the voice belonged to. The sweet sound made everything inside of me melt. “For a girl like you? It’s never taken,” I told her as I finally realized what Moose was up to.
She smiled back, but this time, she didn’t take her eyes off of me. I knew the feeling all too well. I didn’t ever want to stop staring at her. She looked away and began fidgeting with her glass. The contents were clear and only confirmed what I thought I knew.
“What are you thinking about over there Cassie?” She swiveled her stool in my direction and I couldn’t help but watch her cheeks flush. It was the perfect shade of red on her. Jase, get a grip man.
“Nothing,” she replied.
The look in her eyes said otherwise. “I can tell you’re lying.”
“Fine, you seem sad, Jase,” she said.
How could she tell? How did she know? Was I not hiding my feelings or past good enough? I gazed down at the floor as I held my glass tight in my hands.
“You can talk to me,” she said, placing her hand on my knee. My skin blazed with heat under her touch. It was all I could do to keep from screaming out to her what was wrong. She had too much going on in her life to have to deal with my problems too. I was stuck. I couldn’t tell her the truth. She wouldn’t accept it and then it would just be heartbreak. At least at this point, we weren’t anything but friends. I wanted more. I couldn’t deny that part of my heart that was internally punching me for not making a move already. It wouldn’t be fair to her though.
A sudden coldness lingered over my knee. Her hand was back up on the bar. I missed her touch. I needed to touch her. We had to dance.
I hopped off the bar stool and stood behind her gorgeously dressed body. It was all I could do not to put my lips on her bare shoulder as I inched my mouth closer to her ear.
“You can talk to me too you know,” I whispered.
I moved her stool around so she was now in between my legs. “Let’s dance pretty girl,” I said.
A smile tugged on her lips. Her hand was still in mine as I started to walk away, except she didn’t budge.
I looked back; her eyes were double their normal size. “There’s a slight problem,” she said, quietly.
I moved in closer, put my hands on her knees, and leaned my ear by her mouth. She smelled so good. Jase, man you have got to stop. Focus.
“I don’t know how to dance country,” she confessed.
What? I moved back and started laughing, uncontrollably. That was what her problem was? It was adorable and innocent and in turn, only made my feelings for her that much stronger. Why couldn’t it have been that she had to go the restroom or something awkward like that?
The flesh of her palm suddenly covered my mouth and instantly stopped my laugh. My stomach knotted. It took all of the control I had in me not to press a kiss to the inside of her hand that so roughly covered my lips.
“Stop laughing, this is serious,” she said. Yes, it is serious; seriously cute.
I reluctantly took her hand off my mouth. “I’ll lead, you just follow. You’ll be okay. Just go with it, Cassie,” I told her. This time I made sure she came with me as I pulled her off the chair similar to a parent helping a child off.
The song that played through the speakers was perfect. I didn’t even plan it, but it worked out to my benefit. I really hoped she recognized it, but I wasn’t positive she would. I didn’t know if she was feeling the same pull I was and if our moment in the street was one that would stay with her, like it did me.
I took her hand in mine and placed her other behind my back. I pressed our bodies together as I wrapped my other hand around her lower back. I made sure there was no space between us, not even room to breathe. The song had me wanting her badly, and getting her as close as possible was all I could think about.
“Don’t be scared, just like we practiced in the street,” I said. Her eyes gazed into mine as if they were seeing them for the first time.
My mission at first was to get her to let loose and have fun tonight, but now, all I wanted to do was recreate the moment in the street. This was far surpassing that though.
I took control and did as I told her I would. I led and swayed us, keeping it smooth and slow, just like the song. Our eyes hadn’t stopped staring into one another since we stepped onto the dance floor, and every ounce of me wanted our skin to touch. The music kept us moving as I slowly rested my check against hers. The heat of her skin immediately radiated onto mine. It traveled down to my torso and only continued further. This girl had me flushed from head to toe. Her body suddenly relaxed into mine as my hand held onto her. It was that moment that I knew I had her; I had all of her, mind and body. And it was then that my voice box let loose and started humming along with the song.
Her body tensed in my arms and a second later her warm soft cheek slid away from me. Her eyes peered into mine as she searched them. I continued to hum as the wheels in her head seemed to turn. I know you know this song, Sweetheart. Come on. I know you do.
“This is the song you were humming in the street isn’t it?” she asked, her lips smirking.
God yes. She knew it. It came to her.
My lips grew into a smile that was larger than life. I pressed our bodies back together and finally without having her eyes to distract me, I moved my lips by her ear.
“It’s called Wanted by Hunter Hayes,” I whispered gently.
Feeling her body mold next to me as I held her, I thought to myself how nothing could ever explain how badly I wanted this girl.
Her hands moved and delicately cupped behind my neck. Feeling her latch onto me was enough to make my brain fog over and my knees want to collapse. I did everything I could to contain myself as I locked both of my hands behind her back. We were a chain link; nothing could break us apart now. Our cheeks were no longer side by side, as our eyes were now peering softly into each other. Her eyes. Those damn eyes could kill a man. The soft hazel color could get you lost if you stared into them long enough. They swirled green and brown and became lighter the happier she was. They were like a drug as they caught your attention and didn’t let go. They pulled me in and I’d be lying if I said I tried to stop it. Her whole face was drawing me in like a gravitational pull. Those eyes, those flushed red cheeks, and those pink lips. They took me in and pulled me so close I could feel her warm breath hitting my lips. We weren’t inches apart or even centimeters. We were mere millimeters, a breath and one second apart.
As the song winded down my heartbeat only grew louder. It was the only thing my ears were hearing. Boom. Boom. Boom. It accelerated faster as I moved and passed our millimeter mark. One last breath and one more second my lips would be on hers. The rights, the wrongs, and every reason why I shouldn’t kiss this phenomenal girl in front of me silenced as my breath hitched and now we were only one second from kissing.
Her eyes seared into me, her body was snug against mine and her lips were within reach. They were almost grazing, and then it happened. We stopped moving toward each other and gravity now yanked us apart. The song changed, the mood altered, and the crowd around us went chaotic. Our moment was gone, vanished. Only one second away from our lips connecting and one second was all it took to steal it away.
Was it a sign? I knew I was playing with fire, but maybe it was bigger than a matchstick flame and more like a bonfire. I almost kissed this fantastic girl. What was I thinking? I couldn’t have her. She wasn’t mine to take. She would kill me if she knew the secret I was withholding from her while I stood there, trying to kiss her and make her mine. I was more than sure this was a sign and I was even more positive it was needed.
“My turn next,” Moose shouted as he grabbed her hand. The very one that was just around my neck.
The stinging pain behind my eyes threatened as I watched her face. It had lost its luster as we both stared. Was she thinking the same thing as I was? Were the wheels turning in her mind about the coincidence of the moment we lost? The first moment I reluctantly stopped and then this one that was cut short for us? I tried to smile for her but I’d be lying if I said it was easy.
Kasey grabbed my hand and led me off in another direction, far away from the only person I wanted to be next to. I lost sight of Cassie as we got closer to the edge of the dance floor, away from the crowd. We were dancing, but it was weak and the allure of having fun on a dance floor vanished the minute my hands left Cassie.
The look in Kasey’s eyes snapped me out of my thoughts. “Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked.
“What was all that about?”
I popped a brow and looked at her like I didn’t have a clue what she was asking.
“With Cassandra. Stop playing dumb. I know you better than you think.”
I felt the tension in my shoulders relax as I let out a breath. She knew me well. Too well. Growing up together didn’t help the fact that she already knew the things going on in my life and the blank emotions I wore on my face to hide my feelings.
“I don’t know what to do Kasey.”
A smile surfaced on her face like she knew something. “Make a move you pansy ass. She likes you. A whole helluva lot. I had to get the scoop out of her too.”
“What did she tell you?” I asked her, sounding way too eager for a guy that’s twenty two.
“I’ve already told you enough. She likes you, you like her. Make your move already.”
“I don’t think it’s a go-.” She hovered her hand over my mouth and stopped what she knew was going to come out of it; the reasons why I should not make a move.
“Just go with it Jason. I see the way you look at her. Even when you brought her over for dinner at Maggie’s,” she said as her eyes went soft. “What is it you always say? Let the-the-”
Damn her and her smarts. “Chips fall where they may,” I reminded her.
“That’s it. Let them fall where they may. Make a move and let the rest work itself out.”
“We’ll see. I can’t promise anything, but I appreciate the subtle nudge.” I laughed.
“You deserve to be happy too, Jason,” she said. Her eyes went from determined to soft as she gave me a knowing smile.
She was right. I needed to follow my own damn advice. Tonight I’d let the chips fall and not look back.
Cowboy Take Me Away – Dixie Chicks
Wanted – Hunter Hays
If I Didn’t Have You – Thompson Square
Crash into Me – Dave Mathews Band
Sure Be Cool If You Did – Blake Shelton
Runnin Outta Moonlight – Randy Houser
Don’t You Wanna Stay – Jason Aldean
Collide – Howie Day
Fix You – Coldplay
Wherever you will go – Lifehouse
Over You – Miranda Lambert
B.A. Wolfe is a girl with a passion for reading and writing, and lives in the good ol’ state of Colorado with her husband (her biggest cheerleader), and her two crazy min pin fur babies. These days, her life is anything but calm, and there isn’t one thing she’d want to change. B.A. spends all her free time either furiously typing stories on her laptop or happily reading through her endless TBR on her Kindle. Her list of favorites would be long enough to fill a book, but most would likely fall under the romance category. She is a sucker for a good love story that makes her cry, and an amazing book boyfriend who will melt her heart. ‘Away’ is B.A. Wolfe’s debut novel.
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EMILY ROBERTS WAS DONE WITH MEN! SHE BELIEVED SHE WAS CONTENT WITH JUST FOCUSING ON HER CAREER. AFTER ADAM, HER EX, CHEATED ON HER WITH NOT ONE BUT TWO OF HER CO-WORKERS, EMILY FLED FROM HER FORMER WORKPLACE, FORGOING HER INTERNSHIP AND DECIDED TO START ANEW.
THOUGH HER DECISION TO WRITE OFF LOVE HAD HELD UP FOR OVER A YEAR, HER CHASTITY BELT WOULD SOON BE PUT TO THE TEST WHEN JULIEN BELMONT, A FRENCH BILLIONAIRE, TAKES AN INTEREST IN HER.
IN ONE NIGHT, SHE QUESTIONS EVERYTHING SHE BELIEVES AND THOUGH SHE IS DETERMINED THAT HE IS NO DIFFERENT FROM THE REST, SHE FINDS HERSELF IN A WORLD WIND OF AFFAIRS, LIES AND A TUG OF WAR BETWEEN OLD AND NEW MEN…
CAN SHE LEARN TO LOVE AGAIN OR WILL SHE FLEE FROM JULIEN, WHO SHE ADMITS IS THE BEST LOVER SHE HAS EVER HAD?
JULIEN BELMONT IS A GORGEOUS, COMMANDING, AND PASSIONATE FRENCHMAN WHO ENJOYS HIS FREEDOM. HIS EVER GROWING SEXUAL HUNGER MAKES IT SO HIS APPETITE IS NEVER QUITE QUENCHED. AT LAST NOT UNTIL HE MEETS EMILY. ONE NIGHT WITH HER CHANGES EVERYTHING HE HAS EVER BELIEVED IN.
WILL HIS PAST DESTROY HIS POTENTIAL FUTURE WITH EMILY? OR WILL THE FIRE BETWEEN THEM BURN ETERNAL!
NOTE: THIS BOOK IS THE FIRST PART OF A SERIES AND IS DESIGNED TO BE READ IN ORDER.
~~INTENDED FOR ADULTS 18 AND ABOVE~~
THIS BOOK CONTAINS EROTIC CONTENT AND IS NOT SUITABLE FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 18.
Sound of Love – Tamar Braxton
Climax – Usher
Where Have You Been – Rihanna
Adore You – Miley Cyrus
Smash Into You – Beyonce
We Found Love – Rihanna, Calvin Harris
All of Me – John Legend
No One – Alicia Keys
Love and War – Tamar Braxton
Stay and Fight – Tamar Braxton
Someone Like You – Adele
F**k U Betta – Neon Hitch (Explicit)
Say Something – A Great Big World
Best Thing I Never Had – Beyonce
Start Over – Beyonce
F**k It (I Don’t Want You Back) – Eamon
Fix You – Coldplay
I EXITED THE CAR AND WALKED OVER TO HIM, GRABBING HIM BY HIS SILK BLUE TIE AND LED HIM TO MY DOOR. AS WE ENTERED, JULIEN, A LITTLE PREDICTABLY, WAS ALL OVER ME, TUGGING AND PULLING, KNEADING MY SKIN WITH HIS STRONG HANDS. WE WERE STILL TANGLED TOGETHER, HIS LIPS DEVOURING MINE, AS HE KICKED THE DOOR SHUT. OH HOW I MISSED YOU!
RELUCTANTLY, I PULLED AWAY, PRYING HIS GREEDY HANDS AWAY, AND PULLING ON HIS TIE AS I LED HIM INTO MY BEDROOM. I COULD FEEL HIS INTENSE EYES PROBING ME FROM BEHIND. YES, JULIEN… THIS WAS NOW MY SHOW, I’M IN CHARGE, I TOLD MYSELF. THAT FIRST NIGHT HE WAS THE ONE WHO CONQUERED MY BODY BUT TONIGHT I WOULD SEEK MY REVENGE ON HIM, EXPLORING HIM COMPLETELY.
I BROUGHT HIM TO THE SIDE OF THE BED, PULLING ON HIM SO THAT HIS FACE WAS INCHES FROM MINE. I BRUSHED MY LIPS LIGHTLY AGAINST HIS AS I SAID, “DON’T MOVE.”
I SLID MY BODY ONTO THE QUEEN SIZED BED, FACING HIM. I LOVED THE ANIMALISTIC AND PASSIONATE DESIRE IN HIS EYES AS HE WATCHED ME.
“SLOWLY TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES JULIEN,” I COMMANDED.
HE GROANED SOFTLY AS HE DID AS HE WAS TOLD. HE UNZIPPED AND DROPPED HIS PANTS, LETTING THEM FALL TO HIS FEET. HIS ERECTION SPRUNG OUT FROM THE CONFINES OF HIS BOXERS, ENGORGED AND READY FOR ATTENTION; AND OH WHAT A DELIGHTFUL SIGHT IT WAS! BUILT PERFECTLY IT WAS LONG AND THICK, JERKING EAGERLY AS I LOOKED HIM OVER. EACH TIME IT TWITCHED, MY MOUTH WATERED AT THE THOUGHT OF TAKING HIM INTO MY HUNGRY MOUTH. HE REMOVED HIS PINSTRIPED NAVY JACKET AND TOSSED IT ASIDE BEFORE FINALLY TAKING OFF HIS SHIRT AND TIE, STANDING COMPLETELY NUDE BEFORE ME. THE SIGHT OF HIM MELTED MY INSIDES AND A FLOW OF LIQUID OOZED FREELY BETWEEN MY LEGS.
“DO YOU WANT ME JULIEN?” I ASKED AS I MOVED CLOSER TO THE EDGE OF THE BED. I WATCHED AS HIS BREATHING INCREASED, HIS EYES BARELY OPEN, BUT STILL INTENSE WITH GREEDY, LUSTY DESIRE. THE UNHINGED ANIMALISTIC MAN, THAT HAD TAKEN ME SO ROUGHLY BEFORE, WAS NEAR THE SURFACE AND BURNING TO TAKE CONTROL BUT I WAS NOT READY TO LET HIM TAKE OVER JUST YET. SLOWLY I UNDRESSED, LEISURELY UNBUTTONING MY SHIRT AND SLIPPING MY SKIRT OFF. I MADE SURE TO LINGER LONGER THAN USUAL, WATCHING AS HIS BREATH CAUGHT IN HIS THROAT EACH TIME AN ARTICLE OF MY CLOTHING WAS REMOVED.
“EMILY…” HE GROANED AS MY BRA CAME OFF, ALMOST SOUNDING LIKE HE WAS IN PAIN. I LEFT MY THONG PANTIES ON JUST TO EXTEND HIS TORMENT. HE HAD TO WAIT JUST A LITTLE LONGER FOR THAT. THIS WAS DEFINITELY MY SHOW NOW AND I WANTED TO TAKE FULL ADVANTAGE.
“YOU DIDN’T ANSWER MY QUESTION JULIEN,” I TEASED AS I NESTED MY LEGS IN BETWEEN HIS, INCHING CLOSER AND CLOSER TO HIS ENGORGED THICK ERECTION AND TAKING HIM INTO MY HAND. MY EYES NEVER LEFT HIS.
HE HISSED IN AGONY. “YES I WANT YOU MON CHATON, MY KITTEN. WHY MUST YOU TORTURE ME SO?” HE SAID AS HIS EYES CLOSED TIGHTLY, TILTING HIS HEAD BACK. I KNEW THAT MEN LIKE JULIEN WEREN’T USED TO RELINQUISHING POWER TO THEIR WOMEN. HE WAS THE DOMINATOR, BUT NOT TONIGHT. TONIGHT, HE WOULD SUBMIT FIRST AND MAYBE, JUST MAYBE, I WOULD RESTORE THE BALANCE OF POWER.
MY HANDS WERE STILL ON HIM AS I STROKED HIS MANHOOD SOFTLY; INCHING CLOSER, MY MOUTH HOVERED OVER HIM, ALLOWING MY HOT BREATH TO CARESS HIS MUSHROOMED HEAD, CAUSING HIM TO LET OUT A DEEP, GUTTURAL GROAN.
“HOW MUCH JULIEN? HOW MUCH DO YOU WANT ME BABY?” I ASKED WHILE LOOKING UP AT HIM THROUGH MY LASHES. BEFORE HE COULD OPEN HIS MOUTH TO ANSWER, MY LIPS TOOK HIM WHOLE. MY TONGUE MASSAGING HIM WITH PURPOSE AS HIS BODY WENT RIGID IN AGONY AND PLEASURE. OH HOW I MISSED HIM, I THOUGHT AGAIN.
SLOWLY I WORKED HIM, SUCKING, AND LICKING; TAKING HIM DEEPER AND DEEPER AS HIS HANDS FOUND THEIR WAY TO MY HAIR, AND GUIDED ME DOWN HIS THICK, LOVELY SHAFT. HIS SHARP INDRAWN BREATH PLEASED ME AS I TOOK HIM IN ALL THE WAY. I KNEW HE WAS CLOSE BECAUSE A SMALL SQUIRT OF LIQUID CARESSED MY TONGUE, LETTING ME KNOW I HAD TO STOP. I PULLED AWAY, LETTING OUT A POPPING SOUND FROM THE RELEASE OF SUCTION.
“DON’T,” HE CRIED OUT, WANTING FOR MORE.
“AH, PATIENCE MON AMOUR,” I GIGGLED AS I RECALLED HIM SAYING THOSE SAME WORDS TO ME WHEN I WHIMPERED FOR MORE FROM HIM. I FELT POWERFUL, SEXY AND I LOVED IT!
REALIZING MY CHOSEN PHRASE, HIS LIPS CURLED UP, “MEAN, MEAN WOMAN YOU ARE EMILY…” HE TEASED.
SLOWLY I TURNED OVER ONTO ALL FOURS. I LIKED THE OBEDIENT JULIEN BUT IT WAS TIME TO SUMMON THE PRIMAL ANIMAL WITHIN HIM AND I KNEW JUST WHAT WOULD DO THE TRICK. I PERKED MY ASS UP IN THE AIR, GIVING HIM A LOVELY VIEW, MY MOUND WET AND DRIPPING WITH EXCITEMENT. COME FOR ME JULIEN, LET THAT ANIMAL OUT.
HE GROANED AND SLOWLY WALKED UP TO ME, ATTEMPTING TO GRAB ME, BUT I MOVED AWAY, “TSK, TSK, TSK… DIDN’T I TELL YOU NOT TO MOVE,” I SAID, MY FACE TURNED TO HIM WITH MY ASS STILL IN THE AIR. “YOU DON’T WANT TO GET PUNISHED, DO YOU?” I SCOWLED PLAYFULLY.
TO MY SURPRISE, HE STEPPED BACK, ALTHOUGH I COULD SEE I WAS TESTING HIS PATIENCE. IT WOULDN’T BE LONG BEFORE THAT PRIMAL ANIMAL INSIDE OF HIM CAME RUSHING TO THE SURFACE, COMMANDING ITS POWER BACK AND TAKING ME JUST THE WAY IT HAD BEFORE. I HAD JUST A FEW MORE MINUTES SO I HAD TO MAKE IT COUNT. DETERMINED, I BROUGHT MY HAND TO MY MOUND, CARESSING MY NUB AS HE WATCHED, WITH HIS CHEST FLARING UP AND DOWN, AND HIS EYES SEEMINGLY MESMERIZED.
“TELL ME JULIEN, DO YOU LIKE WHAT I’M DOING?” I ASKED, HALF TEASING BUT FULLY AROUSED.
HE GRUNTED, “AH HUH…” HIS EYES WERE FIXATED ON MY SWOLLEN MOUND AS I TEASED MY ACHING NUB.
IT WAS NOW OR NEVER. I SLID MY FINGER THROUGH MY SILKEN FOLDS, FEELING MY BODY CLENCH AROUND IT, MOANING IN ENJOYMENT AND FELT HIM ITCHING TO MOVE CLOSER BUT HALTING. I PULLED MY FINGER OUT OF ME AND BROUGHT IT TO MY MOUTH, LICKING IT PAINFULLY SLOW, AND TASTING MY SWEET ESSENCE. BINGO!
TEN FUN FACTS ABOUT KIM BLACK
1. MY FAVORITE COLOR IS BROWN
2. I’M AN UNDERCOVER FREAK IN REAL LIFE… LOL
3. I SPENT A MONTH LOOKING FOR THE PERFECT JULIEN BEFORE I WROTE A WORD DOWN LOL
4. I’M A NEW YORKER
5. PINOT GRIGIO IS MY #1 DRINK OF CHOICE.
6. HENNESSEY IS MY 2ND LOL
7. I’M ENGAGED TO AN AWESOME MAN.
8. NO KIDS YET LOL
9. I LOVE TO SING
10. I’M 28 YEARS OLD – ALMOST 30 LOL
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
KIM WAS BORN AND RAISED IN THE GREAT STATE OF NEW YORK. SHE IS A NEWLY SELF-PUBLISHED AUTHOR.
SHE HAS ALWAYS BELIEVED THAT ONE DAY SHE WOULD BECOME AN AUTHOR. SHE ENJOYED READING AND WRITING ALL OF HER LIFE AND HAD ALWAYS FELT THAT IT WAS SOMEWHAT OF A CALLING FOR HER. AT AGE 28, SHE HAD NO IDEA THAT SHE WOULD BECOME AN EROTIC ROMANCE AUTHOR, MOSTLY BECAUSE SHE JUST GOT INTO READING ROMANCES AND INSTANTLY FELL IN LOVE WITH THE GENRE.
KIM ENJOYS THE PASSIONS OF LOVE AND BELIEVES THAT THERE IS NO GREATER FEELING THAN THE INITIAL JILT WE GET WHEN WE FIRST MEET THAT RIGHT PERSON. WANTING TO PROVIDE ROMANCE READERS WITH STORIES THAT THEY CAN FEEL AND GET LOST IN, KIM DECIDED IN SEPTEMBER 2013 TO BECOME A PUBLISHED AUTHOR. HER FIRST DEBUT NOVEL IS “DISCOVERED” WHICH WILL BE A PART OF “THE COVER SERIES,” DEBUTED ON DECEMBER 28TH 2013.
WHEN SHE IS NOT WRITING, SHE ENJOYS HANGING OUT WITH HER FRIENDS AND FAMILY AND READING. HER FAVORITE BOOKS ARE ALWAYS ROMANCE BASED WITH A HEALTHY DOSE OF EROTICA. ♥
PERSONAL FACEBOOK: HTTPS://WWW.FACEBOOK.COM/KIMBLACKAUTHOR
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Title: Bound and Unbroken
Author: Skye Callahan
Release Date: February 25, 2014
Lena is about to discover pleasure in the things she can’t control.
To get even with her roommate for dragging her to a sports bar on a Friday night, Lena begins flirting with the handsome stranger who sits at the bar next to her. Their anonymous conversation leads to a shared cab ride, but Lena’s conscience puts a damper on the evening—leaving the near-fling to become a memory. Until she finds him roaming the halls of the school where she teaches.
Will she submit to his desires?
Eric’s only reason for returning to his hometown is to care for his recently orphaned nephew. He knew the return would involve dredging up his past with family and friends, but he didn’t expect a lone girl to capture his interest and offer an escape within his new life.
Will his binds be enough to keep her?
Note: This book contains explicit sexual content (including BDSM themes), graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: M/f anal play, bondage, spanking, exhibitionism.
Signed Paperback: http://skyecallahan.wordpress.com/signed-paperback/
About the Author
Skye Callahan has been coming up with stories for as long as she can remember, and by elementary school she was writing them down to share with friends and teachers. Ghosts and vampires were always her favorite beings to write about and those interests led to her debut novella Fractured Legacy in 2013. With Bound and Unbroken, her characters led her on a departure from the paranormal world and into the realm of BDSM romance.
When she isn’t spending time with the voices in her head, she works to help other women design their own style of freedom as a consultant for Jamberry Nails, and spends time with her Husband and ferrets.
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Skye-Callahan/e/B00G2P5ZPM/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1
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