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Title: Whiskey Burning
Series: Iron Fury MC
Author: Bella Jewel
Genre: Romance

Cover Design: Ben Ellis, BE Designs

Release Date: September 19, 2017
Blurb
In the
darkness is where I first met him.
Alone at a
water fountain, tears rolling down my cheeks.
Ready to
give up.
From the
shadows, his voice came to me.
Soothing.
Comforting. Rough as the blackest night.
I didn’t
see him.
I didn’t
even know his name.
All I knew
was he saved me that night.
He put my
back on my feet.
And he kept
me on them.
Every
single time I needed him, he found a way to come to me.
My stranger
of the night.
My dark
warrior.
My name is
Scarlett. You probably know me.
I’m
America’s number one country music star.
I’m also
the loneliest girl you’ll ever meet.
He’s as
free as a bird. A nomad. Travelling alone.
Nobody to
hold him back.
He holds
the freedom I pray for every single day.
He shows me
that life can be so much more than what I’m living.
When danger
comes knocking, he’ll also show me a different world.
A world I
never knew existed.
A world
that both terrifies and fascinates me.
A world
that goes against everything I’ve ever known.
A world of
Iron Fury. 
Author Bio

Bella Jewel is a self published, USA
Today bestselling author. She’s been publishing since 2013. Her first release
was a contemporary romance, Hell’s Knights which topped the charts upon
release. Since that time, she has published over five novels, gaining a
bestseller status on numerous platforms. She lives in North Queensland and is
currently studying editing and proofreading to further expand her career. Bella
has been writing since she was just shy of fifteen years old. In Summer 2013
she was offered an ebook deal through Montlake Romance for her bestselling
modern day pirate series, Enslaved By The Ocean. She plans to expand her
writing career, planning many new releases for the future.

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Broken (Broken Trilogy Book 1) by J.L. Drake

 

 

 

Title: Broken
Series: Broken Trilogy #1

Author: J.L. Drake

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC

Release Date: March 2, 2015

 

Blurb

 

My name is Savannah Miller.
My father is the mayor of New York. One day after my twenty-seventh birthday I was grabbed from behind. A cloth sack was quickly pulled over my head, and I was taken from everything I’d ever known.
I was beaten, starved, treated like an animal, and forced to live in a room with no windows. With no sense of time and no dignity left I finally gave up hope and made a promise to myself to end it all. Unfortunately, it was going to be a slow process.
Then one night an elite group of US Army soldiers came to my rescue. I was brought to a safe house and given two options:
One—Stay under their protection and follow their rules or…
Two—Leave and be guaranteed to be returned to the savages within a week.
I chose option one.
As I work with a therapist and begin processing my hellish ordeal things slowly begin to surface. With the help of new friends and a potential new love I fight to get my life back and make choices that will forever alter my future.
This is my story…
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It’s not often I find a book by a brand new author to me that completely captivates me, but Broken by J.L. Drake has done so and more. Broken is the first in a trilogy, and while I’m not crazy about cliffys as most know, it’s been worth it to read this book!
Broken starts with our heroine in a cell where she is indeed, broken. She’s been kidnapped by a mexican cartel and has been in this cell for months with no escape in sight. But as she’s decided to give up, she’s rescued by a cadre of soldiers who specialize in rescuing in kidnap victims of the cartels. Savannah requires days of physical and mental recovery, but one of her rescuers helps her to cope and bring her into the light, Cole Logan, leader of the group. But both inside forces, sources close to Savi and a man close to the cartels called the “American” wants Savi back, but Cole will do anything to keep her safe.
I fell in love with the characters in this book, including the others soldiers in the book like Mike, Mark and the cook and almost house mother, Abigail. I’m really looking forward to the next book in the series and I hope at some point these other heroes get their own book!

5 Stars

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Bestselling author J. L. Drake was born and raised in Nova
Scotia, Canada, later moving to Southern California where she lives with her
husband and two children.
When she’s not writing, she loves to spend time with her
family, travelling or just enjoying a night at home. One thing you might notice
in her books is her love for the four seasons. Growing up on the east coast of
Canada the change in the seasons is in her blood and is often mentioned in her
writing.
An avid reader of James Patterson, J.L. Drake has often
found herself inspired by his many stories of mystery and intrigue.
She hopes you will enjoy her stories as much as she has
enjoyed writing them.

 

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Force (Force Duet Book 1) by M. Malone and Nana Malone

Title: Force
Series: The Force Duet #1
Authors: M. Malone & Nana Malone
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 8, 2017
Blurb
I am the shadow that haunts the night. I am a hunter, a
protector…a force for good…I am Jonas Castillo.
For years I’ve existed on the edge of the dark, protecting
innocents who can’t protect themselves. Until… her. Jessica JJ Jones. The bane
of my existence. A bright light in the dark.
The crack in my armor. A loud, argumentative beautiful crack in my armor.
But first, there’s a more immediate concern. JJ is running
scared. And to protect her I might have to break the vow I made years ago.
Book 1 of The Force
Duet. Book 2, Enforce, will release on 8/29/17
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First, let me say that I am quickly becoming addicted to the writing duo of M. Malone and Nana Malone, though I have to point out, the cliffhangers positively kill me! If you’ve read the Shameless series about Noah and Lucia, then you’ll recognize JJ (Jennifer Jones) and Jonas Castillo, not to mention the rest of motley crew in the book. While it’s not necessary to have read the Shameless series before reading Force, it will probably help you get a much better understanding of the characters and the back story.

Jonas works for Noah at his security company, JJ is best friends with Noah’s wife, Lucia. Jonas and JJ live to needle each other, and JJ is a loud, proud and fiesty woman who balks at the fact she has protection. (this is where it helps to have read Shameless) Since Lucia’s past problems, they keep an eye on JJ as well. JJ wakes one night to smoke in her apartment, and while she tries to see past it, she thinks she sees someone in her apartment. Luckily, she is rescued by Jonas. JJ doesn’t admit it to anyone, but she’s dealt with a past full of abuse. While she ends up at the company penthouse, she still has incidents crop up that she can’t explain. Jonas tries to get her to fess up as to what is going on with her, but JJ wants to keep that part of her life buried, until she can’t anymore.

The relationship with her and Jonas is electric and fun to watch, and when we finally get to the point where JJ lets Jonas in on what has been going on, typical Malone havoc and cliffhanger sets in! Really frustrating, but left me clamoring for more! I am really excited to see where this story goes, and I also hope these ladies write about the other guys in the group…Oskar, Matthias…especially Matthias. You’ll be hanging on to the edge of your seat!

5 Force-Full Stars!

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The
elevator doors slid open and Jonas stepped into the entryway. It was dark and
quiet, the only sound coming from the direction of Matthias’s room. That kid
never slept no matter what time of day it was, but he also didn’t ask
questions. So he was off the hook.
Then he
stepped into the living room and was confronted with a tight, toned ass in
skintight leggings.
All the
parts of him that had been asleep fired to life. Jonas sucked in a deep breath
as JJ shifted her position at the window, the globes of her ass bouncing
slightly with the movement.  His dick
tried to follow her. It should have been a welcome diversion. Hell, at least he
wasn’t depressed and feeling the sting of failure anymore. But this was JJ. The
woman lived to torment him. So as spectacular as that ass was, it was the last
thing he wanted to see in the middle of the night coming off a tough case.
“Why are
you still awake?”
It came out
harsher than he’d intended, but there was no need to apologize. JJ didn’t
offend easily, probably because she thrived on insults and could throw out
verbal daggers with the best of them. As he’d expected, she merely turned her
head slightly to acknowledge his presence before turning back to the night sky,
dismissing him.
“Why can’t
you mind your own business?” she asked in a deceptively sweet voice.
Never mind
that just a few moments ago, Jonas had wanted nothing more than to climb into
bed without having to engage anyone. Now he stepped farther into the room,
instinctively drawn to her. There was just something about Jessica Jones that
he could not resist. It was sick in a way, but he got off on fighting with her.
That smart mouth and those killer curves were the perfect combination to make
his dick hard while simultaneously pissing him off.
It was a
heady combination.
“What would
be the fun in that?” Jonas asked, speaking truthfully.
She turned
from whatever it was that was holding her attention outside and eyed him with a
sneer. “I would ask if you had a hot date but that’s doubtful. Jackasses really
aren’t in this season.”
Now that
hurt. “Women love me.”
She sniffed
and slid him a sidelong glance. “Frankly, I don’t see the appeal. But then
again there are people who like candy corn and peeps. There’s really no
accounting for taste…or lack thereof.”
“Hey! Candy
corn is awesome.” Jonas might have to rethink his taste in women if she was
dogging on candy corn. How could you not enjoy something that was pure
high-octane sugar?  “You’re probably just
too bitter to enjoy it.”
Her eyes
flashed and for a moment there was something behind the look that made him
regret his choice of words. “Too bad for you, you’ll never have a taste.” Her
words carried a hint of hurt with them and he wanted to bite off his tongue.
They
snarked at each other and played fast and loose with their words, but he would
never actually want to hurt her. It bothered him that he even could. In his mind,
JJ was as invincible as her comic book character namesake, and finding a chink
in her armor was both disturbing and endearing.
“I’m sorry,
I didn’t mean anything by that.”
“Whatever.
You’re probably right. I’ll leave the sweetness to you. I just happen to like
my men a little bit…stronger with a hint of a bite. Same way I like my
whiskey.”
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M. Malone
NYT & USA Today bestselling author M. Malone lives in
the Washington, DC metro area with her husband and their two sons. She holds a
master’s degree in Business from a prestigious college that would no doubt be
scandalized by how she’s using her expensive education.
Independently published, she has sold more than 1/2 million
ebooks in her two series, THE ALEXANDERS and BLUE-COLLAR BILLIONAIRES. Since
starting her indie journey in 2011 with the runaway bestselling novella
“Teasing Trent,” her work has appeared on the New York Times and USA
Today bestseller lists more than a dozen times.
She’s now a full-time writer and spends 99.8% of her time in
her pajamas.
Nana Malone
USA Today bestselling author Nana Malone’s love of all
things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense novel
she “borrowed” from her cousin.
It was a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana, and Nana was a
precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick-butt heroines ever since.
With her overactive imagination constantly channeling her inner Buffy, it was
only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters.
While she waits for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin,
Nana works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit
as brazen and kick-butt as she thinks she is.

Porter (A Men of Lovibond Novel) by Georgia Cates

 

 

Title: Porter
A Men of Lovibond Series Standalone
Author: Georgia Cates
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: August 4, 2017

 

Blurb
My
employee’s daughter. The tomboy. The kid who once did odd jobs around the
brewery. That’s all she was… until three years passed and she walked into my
office for an interview.
Frankee
Dawson is no longer that girl I once called Kiddo. She’s grown into a
beautiful, sexy, desirable woman. Very desirable. And that’s a problem. She’s
my employee’s daughter. Lovibond family. And too young for me. Too innocent.

I want to
feel her respond to my kiss.
I want her
body to tremble as she anticipates my touch.
I want to
learn all the places that bring her pleasure.
But mostly
I want her to know that she’s never truly been loved by a man until me.

Frankee is
my intern and under me for the summer. Literally. It’s a difficult secret to
maintain when you can’t keep your hands off each other.

This was
supposed to be a hot summer fling. Sex and fun without commitment—that’s what
we called it. But we were wrong. This is more. I’ve never felt this way about a
woman. Never cared more about someone else’s happiness more than my own.

I love her
and I’m happy. So damn happy… until a terrible mistake from my past springs
forward and threatens to rip us apart.
There are a
million reasons for her to leave me. And trust me, she should. But all I really
need is one good reason for her to stay.
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I did not realize that this was actually the third book in this series, but when I read the blurb for it, I thought it sounded great. Georgia Cates is a new author to me, and I’m happy to say she’s going right on my one-click list! I loved this book. Being a resident of Boston, we have lots of breweries, and I toured quite a few of them back in the day. (ok, it wasn’t that long ago!)
Porter Beckman needs an intern in the graphic design and marketing department. He winds up with Frankee, a stunning woman who 3 years prior was a tomboy who used to follow him around. Her father works there as well. Porter is impressed at her amazing work, but he also begins a relationship with her that’s supposed to be just fun and sex since she’s leaving to live with her friends at the end of the summer. Lots of fun stuff here! Both of them, especially Frankee are 80’s and 90’s music lovers. Watching the relationship between them required the use of my air conditioner! Porter was a man of many talents, and what I loved about him was that he wasn’t afraid to express how he felt to Frankee.
Of course, there has always got to be a wrench thrown into the mix, and this one is totally crazy! As in, bring out the straight jacket! And I just loved Porter’s mom Kat! I loved this book so much I bought the first two books in the series too!

5 Bubbly Brewski Stars

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Frankee and
I stayed up until three in the morning. I couldn’t keep my hands off of her.
Not when she was wearing that sexy-as-fuck lingerie.
I’ve never
seen anyone wear anything like that. Sure, I’ve watched porn and seen it on
those women, but never on a real-life woman. And never one in my bed.
Frankee is
like my very own porno princess.
 I gave her six orgasms last night—one an hour.
I’ve never done that before. Not that I don’t have the ability. I’ve just never
been inclined to.
“Frankee.”
She doesn’t
stir. Not even a little. I shake her shoulder this time. “Frankee. Wake up,
baby. I have to go.”
She rolls
to her back and slowly opens her eyes. “Someone fucked me into next week.
You’ll have to check back with me when it comes around to see if I can wake
up.”
“You don’t
have to get up, but I do have to go.”
“No. Don’t
go. Staaaay.” She has no idea how badly I want to.
At some
point during the night, Frankee washed off her makeup, and I’m seeing her for
the first time without cosmetics. It’s confirmed. She’s a natural beauty and
doesn’t need that garbage on her face.
“I wish I
could stay in this bed with you all day, but I promised Stout I’d help him move
his stuff to his new house today. I was supposed to be there already, but I
couldn’t bear to leave when you looked so beautiful in my bed.”
I already
know he’s going to give me shit for being late.
“Wait a
minute… before you go.”
Frankee
dashes to the bathroom, still wearing her porno princess attire from last
night. That is one convenient getup. I hope she has more of those.
She returns
from the bathroom with her hair twisted into a topknot. I don’t know what it is
that makes that so damn sexy.
She wraps
her arms around my shoulders and lowers herself to straddle me on the bed.
“Kiss me before you go.”
Her mouth
is minty. And hungry, based on the way she devours my mouth and neck. “Is this
your plan for tempting me to stay?”
Her hands
are working to undo the button and zipper on my jeans. “No. This is.”
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Georgia
resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two
beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse
before she decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked
back yet.
When she’s
not writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s
listening to her music and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress.
Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.
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The Big O by Nelle L’Amour

 

 

Title: The Big O
Author: Nelle L’Amour
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
 Release Date: August 4, 2016

 

Blurb

 

From New York Times Bestselling author Nelle
L’Amour, a new sizzling   STANDALONE
that’s guaranteed to make your panties melt!
The first time Owen
King sets eyes on her, she’s in a focus group, biting into a cream-filled donut
and having the most orgasmic reaction he’s ever seen. “Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” she
cries out. He’s instantly obsessed.
Aspiring actress,
Olive Cumming, has just lost her waitressing job and can’t pay her rent. But
when the CEO of Donut King steps out from behind the one-way mirror and hires
the curvy respondent to be his assistant, things are about to change. Big time.
Love at first sight
has never been a reality for jaded, overworked Owen. And for sweet overweight
Olive, love has never been within her reach. But when fate steps in, the king
finds his unexpected princess, not knowing that someone is waiting in the
shadows to keep them apart.

WARNING: Be prepared for over-the-top insta-love, a bit of kinky fun,
and some yummy food play. This sugar-coated full-length novel is just waiting
for you to take a bite.
 

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This is a book about donuts. And sex. Lots of donuts and lots of sex! You have to go into this with a sense of humor, and if you like sex scenes, this is probably the book for you!

Owen King is the owner of Donut King donuts, his franchise is in the red, so his extremely awful marketing director runs a focus group. In it, a rather curvy woman named Olive pretty much has an orgasm when she takes a bite of one of his donuts. He pretty much has one when he takes a look at her. He decides to pull her into his office, hire her as his assistant, and takes her right there on the couch.

Say what!? This is supposed to be insta-love folks, and he pretty much decides right there and then that he wants her for life. Olive has all sorts of troubles, she’s jobless, and homeless, but Owen swoops in and rescues her. They have lots and lots of sex. And there are lots of donuts. Add a crazy nemesis who will do anything to get her hooks into Owen and says some of the meanest stuff ever, (That would get her fired in most places) It’s a crazy tale. Did I mention the sex?

3 and a half Sticky Sweet Stars

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I couldn’t
focus behind my closed door. Thanks to the focus group, I had a shitload of
emails to answer and problems to solve, ranging from what we should name our
new caramel custard donut to deciding whether we should shut down our New Haven
store.
All I could
think about was her. My beautiful princess, Olive Cumming.
“Olive…Olive…Olive.”
Oh, how I loved saying her name out loud. It took my breath away and made my
cock stand at full attention.
I’d never
met a woman like her before. Most of them were wafer-thin models and starlets
who viewed my donuts like vermin. I was a big man with an even bigger appetite,
but somehow these women, no matter how gorgeous or glamorous they were, never
sated it. They wanted my money more than they wanted me.
But,
Olive…she was different. She reminded me of my late mother—a big, beautiful
woman, who had an insatiable appetite for life. And she was so wholesome, pure,
and sweet. An innocent virgin. I was still shocked by her confession. Rather
than turning me off, it turned me on. She was mine. Only mine. I’d heard about
falling in love at first sight, but thought it was some bullshit myth. But it
had happened to me. Untrusting, jaded Owen King, The Donut King. I was the
first man to deflower her and now I owned her. And was going to protect her to
the day I died. My princess just didn’t know it yet.
As I stared
blankly at my computer screen, I thought about summoning her to my office and
fucking her over my desk. My cock strained against my pants at the thought of
her delicious ass in the air. But she had her work cut out for her and I vowed
to keep the door that separated us closed. Instead, I began to fantasize what
she looked like with her clothes off. Mentally, I undressed her, piece by
piece, and began to imagine her butt-naked in my mind’s eye. Her luscious
curves, those big fucking tits, her shapely legs all tied together by her
creamy alabaster skin. Closing my eyes, I imagined licking her everywhere, the
sound of her sweet moans filling my ears. I thought more about her ample
breasts, envisioning them as two mounds of soft dough I could knead in my
hands. And at the thought of her nipples, my balls tightened with want. There
was no doubt in my mind they were pink donut-shaped buds puckered with
sprinkles that would harden beneath my touch and make me lust after her. I
yearned to twirl them, tweak them, suck them, and lick them. Imagining this
scenario, I cupped my hand over my hard, hungry cock, buried under my trousers,
and began to jerk off. Stroking myself, I leaned back in my desk chair and
reveled in the sensation.
“Sir…”
Snapping my
eyes open, I immediately straightened up. Olive! I thought my cock would have a
heart attack.
“Yes?” My
beauty. My princess. My love.
“I put
together a file with the information you need.”
My eyes
darted to the thick folder in her hand.
“If you
don’t mind me saying, I think ZAP! is the perfect advertising agency.”
“And why is
that, Olive?”
“Because
the founder and CEO, Jaime Zander, is on the cutting edge. He totally
transformed his wife’s company, Gloria’s Secret, into a global force.”
“The
lingerie company?”
“Yes. I
love that store. I wish I could shop there, but I can’t afford it.”
“And why
else do you think ZAP! would be right for us?”
“Because
based on what I read, Mr. Zander works quickly and efficiently and always stays
on budget.”
Fuck. Not
only was she sexy as hell, but she could also think. Digest information,
something none of my previous assistants could do as the only thing they wanted
to digest was my cum.
“Thank you,
Olive. Just put the folder on my desk.”
My eyes
stayed on her as she did as I asked. Holy shit. Those delectable tits, so alive
with their bounce, as she strutted my way. Her days of not affording Gloria’s
Secret were over. I was going to order sexy lace bras in every color—along with
matching panties—and make them part of her job uniform.
“Anything
else, sir?” she asked as she set the folder down.
Bend
over and spread your legs.
And let me fuck you over my desk.
What the
hell was wrong with me? My hormones burned through me.
Fucking
love.

 

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I am a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Los Angeles with her
Prince Charming-ish husband, twin college-bound princesses, and a bevy of royal
pain-in-the-butt pets. A former executive in the entertainment industry with
a prestigious Humanitas Prize for promoting human dignity and freedom to my
credit, I gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago, but I still
enjoy playing with toys with my
hubby. While I write in my PJs, I love to get dressed up and pretend I’m
Hollywood royalty. My steamy stories feature characters that will make you
laugh, cry, and swoon and stay in your heart forever. They’re often inspired by
my past life.
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Sapphire by J.A. Low

 

Title: Sapphire
Series: Bratva Jewels #1

Author: J A Low

Publisher: Hachette Australia

Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: July 30, 2017


Blurb
An unconventional love is tested to its limits in this
completely immersive dark ménage suspense, for fans of JL Perry and Pepper
Winters.
Mateo is used to being in the spotlight, he craves it in
everything he does . . . except when it comes to his love life – that is firmly
in the closet.
Tomas shuns the spotlight, the one he was born into, he
wants nothing to do with it or his high-flying family who now reject him for
his choices in love.
But Tomas’ and Mateo’s carefully constructed lives are
turned inside out when they discover a beautiful, battered woman on their
doorstep. The woman with the sapphire eyes has no memory of who she is or how
she got there. She doesn’t know about the Bratva Jewels – the Russian mafia’s
most desired escorts – or how her story intersects with theirs. Can Tomas and
Mateo help her remember before the men who are after her find her first?
The first standalone book in the BRATVA JEWELS series from
the author of the DIRTY TEXAS books, JA Low.
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I’m a big fan of menagè books, especially when it’s two guys, what’s not to love about that? When it’s two guys who are already in a relationship with each other? Well….then it has to be really good for me to be interested in it. I know I’m probably one of the few women who don’t get off on MM books, but that’s me.
Sapphire caught my attention right from the beginning, told in first-person in all three of the character’s views, it’s a story with sex, love, and suspense. We have Tomas and Mateo, who are partners but act as best friends and room mates in public due to Mateo’s career and Tomas’s family. Enter Zoe, they find her beaten and almost dead in front of their home. When she wakes, the only thing she ends up knowing is her age and her name on discharge, so the guys take her home with them. Zoe is attracted to the guys, and she’s quite surprised to find out they feel the same way, they are bi!
But Zoe remembers bits and pieces of her past, and when she learns who she is and what she was running from, the real danger begins. Can Tomas and Mateo keep Zoe safe, or will she end up back in the clutches of the evil men who she escaped from?
This was a great read, with 2 really hot latin lovers and one very spunky and heroic woman who falls for her rescuers! A definite keeper!
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steamy scenes, she’s tending to her husband and two sons, and dreaming up the
next epic romance. Jess is the author of the Dirty Texas series and the Bratva
Jewels series.

 

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Beautiful Beast by Aubrey Irons

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Title: Beautiful Beast
Author: Aubrey Irons
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 17, 2017
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Anastasia:

Here’s the first thing you should know: this is not a fairytale. Happily-ever-afters are fables, and Prince Charming is a sweet little lie.
I know all this because he taught me.
Once upon a lifetime ago, the rich, arrogant, sinfully gorgeous, and tragically broken dark prince of the Hamptons was my tormentor. My darkness, my shameful attraction, my all-consuming, forbidden temptation.
I hate Sebastian Crown because nine years ago, for one night, I was stupid enough to think I loved him. And I’ve been paying for it ever since.
Except now, he needs me to help him save his empire.
…And he’s not taking no for answer.

Bastian:

She’s my nemesis. My addiction. My weakness.
My obsession.
I used to tell myself I hated Anastasia Bell – for being poor, for not worshipping the ground I walked on, for looking at me like she pitied me for being me.
When the rest of my world always told me yes, she was the ever-provoking no.
She thinks I’m a monster – a tragic, fucked-up, broken beast.

She doesn’t know the half of it.
Because she can’t begin to know the crimes of my past, or imagine the things I’ve done to her behind the scenes since she left this place.
Years ago, I thought breaking her would fix me.
I was wrong.
Now I’ve got her in my sights again, and this time, I won’t be letting her go. Even if it means we both go down in flames…

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I have to say it. I find the romance market completely oversaturated with fairy tale remakes, which kind of drives me nuts. My annoyance is followed by the secret baby romance, (and all of the many baby-centric romances, makes me evil, I know!) the lovers-to-friends, billionaire takes a virgin, followed closely by anything virgin. So, what I’m trying to get across is that it takes a really special book for me to choose one of these, hence Beautiful Beast.

We have Sebastian Crown, our beast of the tale. He’s a total jerk. 9 years earlier, he humiliated and broke Anastasia Bell and ran her out-of-town. Now, she’s back, and it’s not for the reason she thinks.

Bastian is the rich guy living in a castle and Ana is the poor gardener’s daughter who Bastian lives to torment. But he has his reasons for running her out-of-town, and he has her reasons for bringing her back. Both of them are broken, can Bastien be saved?

I really enjoyed this take on Beauty and the Beast. Bastian is a complete and total jerk, but through going back and forth from when they first meet at childhood to the present, we get to see just what drives Bastian’s behavior. A wonderfully sexy take on the classic fairy tale! And Hello! Just LOOK at who is on the cover! Mmm I’m having a meltdown myself!

4 Fairy Tale Stars!

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Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Aubrey Irons enjoys writing about bold, sassy, and intelligent women and the hot, cocky, and quite typically forbidden bad boys who love and lust for them. Gripping stories, guaranteed happy ever afters, and LOTS of heat.

In the real world, Aubrey is kept plenty entertained by her own favorite bad boy husband, their two adorable kiddos, and the world’s most ill-behaved puppy.

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Privileged by Carrie Aarons

 

Title: Privileged
Author: Carrie Aarons
Genre: New Adult Romance

Cover Design: Sarah Hansen, Okay Creations

Release Date: July 23, 2017
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In a world of wealth and power, the rules of love and war
are nothing as they seem.
Nora Randolph never wanted a life of luxury. But when her
mother falls in love with the heir to the British throne, their small-town
lives are uprooted and every little girl’s fantasy becomes her reality. All too
quickly, she learns the dangers of running in circles with the world’s elite,
especially when she attracts the attention of Winston Academy’s resident golden
boy.
Asher Frederick has known nothing but favor and fortune.
The son of London’s most influential family, his future has been written in
stone since infancy. But a tragic childhood loss redirects his course, and
revenge has been boiling in his blood for years. When innocent and unaware Nora
lands in his path, it’s as if the universe hands him the ammunition to finally
drag his enemy through the mud.
But as his plan for vengeance gets more twisted, so do
his feelings for Nora. And as her immersion into the upper crust dives deeper,
she struggles to keep the secret she’s been guarding for eighteen years.
Heavy lies the crown, and when the ultimate betrayal
blindsides her, will either of them survive the consequences that come crashing
down on their heads?
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Author of romance novels such as Red Card and the Captive Heart Duet, Carrie Aarons writes sexy, swoony and sarcastic characters who won’t get out of her head until she puts them down on a page.
Carrie has wanted to be an author since the first time she opened a book. She loves spinning tales that include dapper men, women with attitude, and the occasional hunky athlete.
When she isn’t in what her husband calls a “writing coma”, Carrie is freeing up her jam-packed DVR, starting her latest DIY project, or planning her next travel adventure. She lives in New Jersey with her husband, who is more than happy to watch sports while his wife plots love stories.
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Unconventional by Isabel Love

 

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Title: Unconventional
Author: Isabel Love
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: July 20, 2017
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Happily ever after—what a joke! I tried that once and ended up divorced.
Now, I only want one thing from men.
Charlie Nelson is good at giving me that one thing. Really, really good.
So good, in fact, I discovered a new side of myself.
I never knew I liked to watch until I saw his talented hands touching someone else.
I never knew I liked to be watched until I felt his searing gaze on me.
Maybe happily ever after isn’t always a white picket fence, wedding bells, and 2.5 kids.
Maybe it’s something a bit more… unconventional.
*Warning: Contains dirty talk, piercings and hot threesomes.
Intended for readers over 18 years of age.
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This is the story of Charlie and Quinn. At first, I thought it might be a M/M book until I read the blurb a bit more. Charlie (The hero) and Quinn (The heroine) were friends with bennies who avoided relationships like the plague. One night, Charlie was having an encounter in the hall of a club. Quinn came upon them, and watched. Seemed both Charlie and Quinn got off on it.
And so it goes in our story that Charlie and Quinn keep hooking up, until we find out the real reason the two of them avoid relationships. It’s really sad, and does come between them at one point. They also find threesomes to be quite hot, (As will you!) Ohh, and Charlie’s Piercing? Yumm!

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Dr Stanton by T.L. Swan

 

 

Title: Dr. Stanton
Author: T L Swan
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 20, 2017

 

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If happiness is a gift.

Then Cameron Stanton is my Santa Claus.

I can’t tell you the exact moment I fell in love with him.

Only that I did.

With every glance, every touch, every minute…. he stole a little more of me.

They say that all men are created equal.

Well that’s a blatant lie!

I know because I met Gods gift to women in Vegas,

I pretended he was my husband to get rid of another man.

He took our fake marriage seriously and it became his
personal goal to consummate.

He spoke to me in French and I lied to him in German.

His laughter was addictive.
But I thought what happens in Vegas would stay in Vegas.
Until it didn’t.

Dr. Stanton turned up where I least expected and my lies came back to haunt me.

The attraction is palpable.

The secrets unchangeable.

I need him more than air.

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This is my first book by this author and it was an okay read for me. It was a pretty long book, and I will admit I had lost interest at some parts because it was not quite the book I was expecting. It was also a secret baby book, and man oh man do I seriously dislike them. I just don’t buy, “The condom broke” “My contraceptive shot failed..” and so on. There is the morning after pill. Secret babies are an author’s plot device most of the time. *chuckling* I could just go on. Plus, I just didn’t get the feels for this guy. He’s very hot and cold with our heroine, very judgemental. And seriously? Who is he to say she can’t work in a brothel? He attends the very same one as a patron.
I did find the writing to be excellent and I loved her character a lot! Her BFF definitely deserves a book, especially with the hot neighbor, and the ladies of the brothel, and Matt, all seem to have some backstories that could definitely use exploring. I just wasn’t wild over Cameron. Maybe it’s because I’m an ex-RN and I’ve seen the type all too often.

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Excerpt
Vegas
1OAK
Nightclub
I frown as
the man covered in perspiration clings to me once more, oh for heavens sake.
“Do you mind?” I frown as I rip my arm from his grip. The music is pumping and I
am waiting at the bar.
“Not at
all.” He slurs.
Oh god, my
eyes flick over to my group of friends and they all smile and raise their
glasses to me in jest. Damn them. This hens weekend away is reminding me why I
am eternally single. I fake a smile, bitches.
“I mean it
baby, let’s dance.”
I roll my
eyes. “I can’t, I’m waiting for someone, you should probably run along.”
“Who?” he
asks. Oh give up, pushy bastard.
A tall and
dark haired good looking guy walks past and I grab him by the arm, he frowns as
he turns back toward us. “This guy. “I smirk.
The creepy
guy frowns and curls his lip at his competition.
My eyes
scan up and down the guy I have just grabbed, oh, he’s gorgeous. I planned that
well.
The guy
raises an eyebrow in question as his eyes flick between us.
“This is my
husband.” I smile as I link my arm through his. He looks like a nice guy, I’m
sure he will save me.
The tall
guy raises an eyebrow in surprise and smiles. “And you are my …….wife?” He
questions as his eyes flick between me and them man.
I nod.
“Aha.” Oh boy, don’t blow my cover.
Tall dark
and handsome turns his gaze onto the man before us as he snakes his arm around
my waist. “You have met my gorgeous wife then?”
I narrow my
eyes as I listen to his voice, I think he’s Australian.
The creepy
guy narrows his eyes. “You don’t know him.” He sneers. “I don’t believe you.”
Tall dark
and handsome smirks and leans over and grabs the back of my head and pulls me
towards him, his tongue rims my lips and he sucks on my mouth, his tongue takes
no prisoners as it swipes deep into my mouth….what the frigging hell? His hand
drops to my behind and he squeezes the cheek in his hand. Oh my god, this was
not in the brochure.
He pulls
away and licks his lips as his eyes drop to my breasts and back up to my face.
I fake a
smile as my mind goes totally blank. “Huh.” My eyes flick back to the other guy
as I lick my lips, holy crap. What kind of kiss was that? “Umm.”
Tall dark
and handsome takes my hand in his. “Fuck off mate, she’s with me.” He then pulls
me by the hand through the crowd, what, wait, where are we going? My eyes flick
over to my friends who are all high fiving each other over my random kiss with
Mr Holy Hot. Should I just pull out of his grip? What the hell for, this guy is
freaking delicious. Oh shit, we arrive over to his group of friends and he puts
his arm around my waist and pulls my body close to his.
“Boys.” He
acknowledges his large group of friends. “You will be pleased to know I just
got married en route from the bar. Please meet my new wife.”
Their eyes
meet and they all shake their heads and laugh. “Hello.” They all smile. “Nice
to meet you.” One man replies as he shakes my hand.
  I smirk as his hand tightens around my waist.
“About
time.” One guy says as he shakes his hand. “Congratulations mate, what’s your
wife’s name?”
His eyes
flick to me and he smiles sexily again. “Blossom.”
 I laugh out loud. “Blossom?”
 His friends all look me up and down and smile
and then go back to their conversation as if this is a common occurrence.
His eyes
drop to my breasts again.
“My eyes
are up here.” I reply, he can’t even pretend not to stare.
He picks up
his beer and drinks it down. “So?”
I frown, of
all the nerve. “So, you keep looking at my boobs.”
“You
noticed?”
My mouth
drops open in. “Well, I’m not imaging it.”
He smirks
as he sips his beer. “Good idea, that’s exactly what I’m doing.”
His friend
returns with a tray of drinks. “Murph.” He calls. “Come meet Bloss.”
His friend
raises his eyebrows. “Hello.” He smiles as he shakes my hand and passes me a
drink. “Thank you.” I smile gratefully. My eyes flick between the six men he is
with.  These guys are all gorgeous…..and
cultured. Expensive suits and clothes. My eyes flick back to my friends on the other
side of the bar and I bite my bottom lip, I will just have this drink and then
I will go back over to them, can’t hurt to have one drink.
His friend
turns back to the other men and tall dark and handsome’s eyes drop to my
breasts again.
“What are
you doing?” I shake my head.
“Imagining.”
I raise a
brow. “Imagining what?”
“How those
tits are going to look around my cock tonight while I fuck them.”
My mouth
drops open in shock.
He smiles a
slow sexy smile. “You were safer with the other guy.”
My eyes
hold his. I have no words.
“Because
unlike him, I will be able to get you to do what I want to do. And tonight I
want to fuck those big juicy tits of yours.”
My brain
misfires as I get a visual of him naked and above me sliding his cock between
my…… it’s been too long. “That’s not happening.” I stammer.
He shuffles
around in his suit coat pocket and pulls out a fifty-dollar note. “Do you want
to place a bet on it?”
“What an
over confident prick you are.” I shake my head, never have I had such a pick up
line used on me. “And yes.” I snatch the fifty dollars from his hand.

“I will bet Fifty dollars on me not
having your cock between my boobs tonight.”

He winks
and clinks his glass with mine as he raises a sexy brow. “Thank you, I will
take that as a personal challenge.”
I shake my
head as I sip my drink. “Does that ridiculous pick up line work on many women?”
He smiles
and winks cheekily. “You would be surprised.”
I smirk,
there is something honest about this guy. He isn’t pretending to be someone he
is not.
It’s
disarming.
His hand
drops to my behind again and he rubs it as he smiles to himself as he looks me
up and down.
I raise a
brow. “You can stop looking at me like I’m your next fuck, there will be no
physical activity between us at all tonight. I am not that kind of girl.”
He leans
over and kisses me again. “Stop talking.” He smiles into my lips. “You are only
making the challenge so much sweeter to achieve. I am a goal orientated man you
know.”
“Happy
wife, happy life.” I reply sarcastically.
“Blossom,
do you really think that I couldn’t make you happy as my wife if that were my
goal?” He raises his brow in question.
I laugh out
loud. “Shut up. You freak. Who says this shit and gets away with it?”
He laughs
out loud as his hands drop to my behind again.
Two hours
and six cocktails later.
The sight
of his huge cock sliding up and down between my breasts is driving me crazy. We
are back in his room, unable to control the attraction, acting like animals.
This is casual sex at its absolute finest. This guy is gorgeous, intelligent,
funny and as sexy as fuck. Not to mention hung like a bloody horse. I’ve died
and gone to Vegas Heaven. His knees are on either side of my body as he kneels
over me. Large dark brown eyes stare down at me and I arch my back unable to
hold the urge to fuck. How did he get me here? Doing this.
I’m not
this kind of girl but holy hell he makes being bad so damn fun.
He bends
and kisses me, his tongue seductively dancing with mine. “You owe me fifty
bucks.” He smiles into my lips.
I laugh out
loud. “Bastard.”
“Time to
work off your debt.” He whispers as he pushes his cock forward through my
breasts, his eyes close in pleasure. His hands encasing my breasts around his
cock. “You have the best fucking tits I have ever seen.” He growls.
My eyes
roll back in my head. God this is payment enough, what could be better than
this visual sensation?
He starts
to really pound my chest until the bed starts to rock and my sex clenches in
pleasure. Holy fuck I need this dick inside me now.
I laugh out
loud, this is unbelievable. How in the hell did this guy get me back to his
room and owing him fifty dollars for the privilege?
He smiles
sexily as his mouth hangs slack in arousal. “
Arrêter de rire ou je remplirai votre bouche
avec ma bite.” He whispers as he looks down at me.
(Translation…..Stop
laughing or I will fill your mouth with my cock.”
Am
unexpected thrill runs through me and I reply. “Je pourrais prendre tout
cela.”  (Translation…I could take it
all.)
His eyebrow
raises sexily in surprise. “Tu parle français?” (Translation…You speak
French?”) He asks as he rolls a condom on.
I grab the
back of his head bring it to mine. “Je baise en français trop.” (Translation…I
fuck in French too.) I whisper into his lips.
His mouth
ravages mine and I feel his hard length slide between my wet lips, back and
forth he glides his length. I smile, lets up the anti. “Obwohl, wenn ich in
Deutsch ficken ist, wenn Im in meinem besten.” I whisper as my arousal hits a
fever pitch. (Translation…. although, when I fuck in German is when I’m at my best.”
He laughs
out loud into my mouth and lifts my legs over his shoulder as he impales me in
one hard slam. We stay still and our eyes both close in pleasure.
 Holy fuck.
This guy is
good….and huge.
“Sie
sollten sehen, was Sie sagen, deutsch meine Bruchstelle ist.” He whispers as he
pulls out and slides home again. (Translation…You should watch what you say,
German is my breaking point.”
My back
arches off the bed, oh god, this is too good. His brain is as sharp as his
body, I don’t know anyone else Bilingual and this is blowing my freaking mind.
“Ich wollte deinen Schwanz in den Mund” I breath. (Translation…I wanted your
cock in my mouth.”
He pulls
out and immediately is above me as he feeds his cock into my open mouth, I
taste my own salty arousal. Shit. This guy is off the fucking hook. “Votre
souhait est ma commande ma chère femme.” (Translation…Your wish is my command
my dear wife.”
I smile
around the large penis as he slides it down my throat and I feel my sex start
to pulse. “Je voudrais que vous souffler dans ma bouche. Si vous étiez vraiment
mon mari je boirai vers le bas” (Translation…. I wish you could blow in my
mouth. If I was really your wife, I would drink it down.”
He shakes
his head and smiles sexily down at me as he pushes the hair back from my
forehead. “Fuck, moi aussi. Vous soufflez mon putain de l’esprit ici” He
whispers through blanket thick arousal. (Translation…. Fuck, so do I. You are
blowing my fucking mind here.)
I smile as
I flick my tongue over the end of him, his knees are on either side of my head
and his body is moving fluently in and out of my mouth. His dark eyes watch me
struggle to take him all.
This man
has the body of a god and the mind of an angel.
I am in
heaven.
“Je dois te
goûter.” (Translation…I need to taste you.” He growls as he pulls out of my
mouth, he drops to between my legs and his tongue swipes through my swollen
flesh.
Fuck. My
knees try to close by themselves as they struggle to gain control of the senses
overload. He pushes them back to the mattress aggressively as his tongue really
takes charge, licking and tasting all that I have.
“How do I
taste?” I whisper as my hands drop to the back of his head.
He groans
into me as his eyes close in pleasure, his tongue circles and swipes and I feel
myself start to quiver. Oh god, It’s been too long. I’m going to come already.
“Come.” He
breathes into me. “I want you to come on my tongue. Give me some cream Bloss
Bomb.”
Holy fuck,
this guy is frying my brain. He bites my clitoris and I shudder into him and he
groans in pleasure. I grab the back of his head to try and still him. “Stop.” I
pant, this is too much. I am too sensitive. He sucks deeper and his eyes roll
back in his head. “You are one hot fuck.” He growls into me as he laps it all
up. He climbs up and over me and slides home in one fell movement.
I frown at
the ceiling as my hand runs though his messy curls, I can hardly breathe. He’s
so big.
He leans
back onto his knees and holds my legs into the air as his eyes drop to my sex
and he watches my body struggle to take his large muscle. His thumb gently
circles over my clitoris, knowing full well that will release me and allow his
entry.
He’s
experienced and he knows how to loosen a women straight up
I watch him
as I pant, somewhere in between disbelief, denial and utter ecstasy. I didn’t
know that sex could be like this. I haven’t had this before…I thought I had
good sex…but now I have had this.
I realise
not.
He gently
kisses my ankle that is next to his ear and he smiles sexily down at me. My
eyes hold his for an extended moment and a frown crosses his face as I hold my
breath. His hand gently brushes my hair from my face and he runs his thumb over
my bottom lip
God, I
close my eyes to block him out. This fucking guy is ridiculous.
“Regarde
moi.” (Translation…Look at me.”) He whispers.
I force my
eyes to open and drag them to meet his.
“Vous êtes
la plus belle femme putain j’ai jamais été avec.” He whispers softly.
(Translation…. You are the most beautiful fucking woman I have ever been with.)
He drops
his body to mine and his lips dust mine with reverence, we kiss for an extended
time as if forgetting that his body is still inside mine. An intimacy that is
both beautiful as it is petrifying. Slow, gentle and tender.
Stop it. You don’t even know him and this is a one-
night stand.
“Cesser
d’être molle et baise-moi.” I whisper. (Translation…stop being mushy and fuck
me.)
He smiles
into my lips. “That’s a first.” He smirks as he starts to slowly pump me.
“What do
you mean?” I pant.
“Nobody has
ever said that to me before.”
I laugh out
loud as he pulls out and slams back into me knocking the air from my lungs. He
pumps me hard again. “And if I want to be mushy with my wife I have the fucking
right to be.”
I laugh as
he lifts my legs over his shoulders again and really lets me have it. His knees
are wide to give him traction and I can see every muscle in his stomach ripple
as he moves. Strong punishing hits as the bed hits the wall with force.
Oh, he won’t
be easy to forget. My body starts to quiver again and he smiles darkly sensing
my orgasms arrival. He knows his way around a woman’s body.
Damn.
Of course he does.
Our bodies
are covered in a sheen of perspiration and I close my eyes to try and stop the
orgasm, I want this to last.
I need this
to last.
“I don’t
want to come.” He pants.
“Me
neither.” I breathe as I pull him back to my lips. “Promise me we will do this
again in a minute.”
He laughs
into my lips. “We can do this all night Bloss.”

I smile as he lifts my behind with his hand to really hit the end of me and I
cry out as my body contracts around his large muscle.

“Fuck
yeah.” He calls as his head throws forward and he comes in a rush.
We stay
still, both gasping for air. Both wet with perspiration.
Jesus
Christ…. What the hell was that?
His lips
meet mine and he kisses me softly as he cups my jaw in his hand. I smile into
his lips and he kisses me tenderly again. “What an excellent wife you are.”
I laugh out
loud and he rolls us so that I am on top of his large body. I rest my head
against his chest as I try to catch my breath.
His lips
dust my forehead. “Don’t bother going to sleep.” His hand drops to between my
legs and he spreads them so that they hang over each side of his large body, he
starts to work me again, his three large fingers slide into my wet swollen
flesh. “That was the entrée and this is a ten course meal.”
Four hours
and four showers later I lie in the semi darkened room with my said husband,
the light is just peeking through the crack in the drapes. My head is on his
chest and his large muscular arms are around me. The night has been
unbelievable to say the least.
We have
devoured each other and if he wasn’t out of condoms…..we probably still would
be. I think we must have used a whole box.
“Where do
you live?” He asks.
“New York.”
I breathe. I cringe when I hear my husky voice…a symptomatic problem from lasts
nights Tequila and giving head activities no doubt. “Where do you live?” I ask.
“Texas.
Originally from Australia.”
I smile and
gently kiss his chest and smile in contentment. “I had a good wedding night.”
He kisses
my forehead. “Me too.” I feel his lips smile against my skin. “You probably
wont be walking for a while.”
I giggle
into his chest. “Actually, can you organize a wheel chair to get me back to my
room please?”
He smiles.
“I would, but I will be using it myself.”
We lie in
comfortable silence for a while longer. His hand runs back and forth over my
behind as if memorizing every inch, I smile. “Are you using the theorem of
calculus to measure my ass?”
He laughs
out loud and rolls me onto my back and holds my hands above my head. “Your mind
is a fucking turn on.” He breathes against my lips as his tongue gently
explores my mouth.
I just
can’t get my fill of this guy. “I could say the same thing. I have never had
bilingual sex before.” I smile. Hell, most guys I have slept with can’t even
speak English to me when we have sex…let alone drop in and out of three
languages.
He smiles
into my lips as he bites the bottom one and pulls it toward him. “Moi non plus,
je peux être accro.” (Translation…Me neither, I may be addicted.”)
I have
always had a love of languages, it was my stress reliever when I was in high
school and my parents were divorcing. I would lock myself in my bedroom and
listen to language tapes through headphones so I couldn’t hear them fighting.
Looking back……all those hours alone in my room spent teaching myself was worth
it just to experience the night I had with him. He challenged me…. but I
challenged him right back and I know I surprised him…. hell, I surprised
myself.
It was
empowering to be able to keep up with such an obviously intelligent man. Our
eyes lock and something clicks into place as I feel a flutter deep in my
stomach.
“What do
you do for work?” I ask to change the subject.
He lies
naked on his side next to me and rubs his hand over my breast and squeezes it
hard. “I’m a mechanic.”
I bite my
lip to stifle my smile, he has softer hands than me. No way in hell is he a
mechanic.
So we are playing that game are we?
“What do
you do?” He asks.
“I work in
an ice-cream shop.”
He can’t
hide his smile. “You are a dreadful liar, there is no way in hell you serve
ice-cream.”
I laugh out
loud. “You lied first.”
He laughs
as his lips drop to my nipple and he takes it in his mouth. “Touché.” He
smirks.
“What do
you think I do?” I ask.
He narrows
his eyes as he thinks. “Your body tells me you are a gym instructor but your
mind tells me you are a scientist?”
I smile as
I bring his lips down to meet mine. “I got to go.” I sit up.
He frowns
and leans up onto his elbow. “What? Where are you going?”
I stand up
and his eyes drop down my body. “New York.” I answer.
He frowns
again. “You are going home? Today?”
I nod as I
walk around his room picking up my clothes. “Aha.” I pick up my phone and check
the time. “I fly out in three hours. I got to get a move on.”
His face
drops. “But.”
I pick up
my bra and put it on. “But what?”
“I wanted
to see you again.” He replies as he watches me dress.
I smile and
lean over the bed to kiss his gorgeous lips. “Hmm.” I smile into them. “Sorry.
Hens weekend is over.”
He leans up
and grabs me and pulls me back on top of him. “Stay another night.” He breathes
into my lips.
I smile,
god I wish. He kisses me again.
“I already
have my plane ticket for today.” I breathe.
“I will buy
you another plane ticket for tomorrow.” He offers.
For a brief
moment I consider it.
“I am here
until tomorrow.” He replies. “We could spend another night together.” He smiles
sexily.
Could I?
Who am I
kidding we don’t even know each others names and he just lied straight out and
told me he was a mechanic and besides, I’m totally out of money. I wouldn’t
even be able to pay for my dinner tonight. Damn it.  “Sorry hubby.” I stand and put my black lacy
panties back on as he lays watching me. “This is where our marriage ends.”
He puts
both hands behind his head as he lays back down and his eyes hold mine and he
smiles broadly.
My face
mirrors his. “What?” I smile.
“I kind of
like being married to you.”
I widen my
eyes at him in jest.
“I know.
Shocking. Isn’t it?” He smirks.
I pull my
dress over my shoulders and slink into it.
“Come back
to bed.” He frowns. “I’m not finished with you.”
I sit on
the bed and kiss him once more. “I’m not finished with you either, but I have
to go.”
He frowns
and gets begrudgingly out of bed and my eyes drop down his naked body. He is
one hell of a fine specimen. Tall, athletic, muscular broad chest with a
scattering of dark hair. His hair is dark brown with a little bit of length on
the top allowing it to have a just fucked messy look. His eyes are dark brown
and he has a dark two- day growth going on. My eyes drop lower to the dark
short well kept pubic hair that encases the grand jewels. The man is well
endowed and hell. He knows it. I can imagine that he has every woman he sleeps
with fall madly in love with him.
He has
money. He smells of it, the clothes he had on last night. The Rolex watch. The
well dressed large group of men he was with. Hell I think his shoes alone would
have cost a couple of grand. This room is luxury, it’s not even a room, it’s a
suite…. incomparable to my shitty shared room with two single beds next to each
other that me and two girlfriends are sharing because we have no money. He
pulls on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. “Can I take you out for breakfast?” He
asks.
I glance
down at myself, ugg I look abysmal and I fake a smile. “No. But thank you.”
He frowns
as he pulls me into him again. “Are you trying to get away from me?”
I smile
into his lips. “No. I just got to go.”
His lips
linger on mine, oh to hell with budget. Stay and fuck this guy stupid. I pull
out of his grip and pick up my handbag.
“Hang a sec
until I get some shoes on and I will walk you to your room.” He disappears into
the bathroom. I quickly take out fifty dollars and put it on his bedside table
and scribble on the hotel notepad next to his phone.
  
Whoever said Gambling never pays,
Has never lost to you
Xx
  
I needed
this money.…but, a bet is a bet.
He won it
fair and square.
He fucked
my tits until they were chafe, just like he said he would.
He exits
the bathroom. “You ready?”
I nod and
smile as I follow him out the door.
“Morning.”
He replies to the man standing next to his door in a suit. “Morning.” The man
replies.
I frown,
who is that? I glance around at all of the doors in the surrounding hallway
have men in suits outside every room. He takes my hand in his and we start
walking down the corridor. “Who are they?” I whisper.
“Security.”
He replies casually as he strides along.
I frown as
I nearly have to run to keep up with him. “What for?” I whisper.
“Oh. My
brother is here.” He hesitates for a moment. “He has money.” He rolls his eyes.
“I forget they are even with us I am so used to it.”
“Oh.” I
frown, that’s random. I turn back and see one of the men following us down the
corridor. “He’s following us.” I whisper.
He smirks
down at me as he kisses my hand and keeps walking. “Relax. Ignore him.”
I frown as
my eyes flick to the man behind us. “Oh, okay.”
We get to
the lift and I have to take out my key card to see where my room is again.
“We will be
fine.” He tells the security guy before we enter the lift. The guy nods and
stays on the floor we came from.
We get into
the crowded elevator and stand at the front, I smirk up at him as he holds my
hand. “I can’t believe you are ditching me on our first day of marriage.” He
says loudly so everyone can hear.
My eyes
widen in shock, what’s he doing?
“So you
just used me and abused me all night, is that it?” He asks in an over
exaggerated voice. I hear a lady behind us gasp in shock and the other people
all pretend to not listen.
I smirk,
bastard, two can play this game. “Yeah well. What happens in Vegas stays in
Vegas and you were totally shit in bed by the way.” I reply dryly.
“What about
our kids?” He asks, acting offended.
I drop my
head to hide my smile, oh this guy is something else.
“Your kids
are bastards, one of your other wives can bring them up. I have had enough I’m
going back to prostitution.” I reply.
“Just don’t
give anyone anal. You know that asshole is mine.” He frowns acting serious.
I widen my
eyes at him. He did not just say that out loud.
“Oh my
god.” The lady behind us whispers.
“Sshh.” Her
husband whispers.
He drops
his head to stop himself from laughing and he squeezes my hand in his, I
squeeze it back as I bite my bottom lip.
The lift
doors open and he walks out and strides down the hall toward my room. “What
number?” He asks.
“322.” I
smirk.
We continue
walking until we get to my room and I turn toward him.
“This is
your room.” He replies.
“Yep.” I
smile, oh I don’t want to go in. I do want to stay with him another night.
He takes
out his phone. “Can I have your number?” He asks.
I raise a
brow. “Why?”
“So I can
sell it to the highest bidder, why do you think?” He replies dryly.
I smile. “I
live in New York you know.” I reply.
“Yes I am
coming to New York next weekend.” He replies.
“Since
when?” I frown.
“Since
now.” He smiles as he kisses my lips.
His tongue
rims my lips. “donnez-moi votre numéro avant que je vous traîne retourner dans
ma chamber.” (Translation…give me your number before I drag you back to my
room.)
I kiss his
lips and smile. Could this guy be any more fun?
He takes
out his phone and types the name wife into the contact list.
 I laugh. “You can’t save me as wife?”
“Who says?”
“Me.”
He grabs my
behind and pushes me up against the door. “While you are in Vegas you are my
wife and if I want to fuck you up against the door here. I can.” He growls into
my neck,
I laugh
into his shoulder as I push him away, I take his phone and type in my number
and he smiles and his lips linger on mine.
“I’m coming
to New York next weekend and getting a hotel for us. Where do you want to
stay?”
I laugh.
“You are crazy.”
“And you
are fucking addictive.” He smiles into my cheek as he grips me tight.
We laugh
into one last lingering kiss and his lips drop softly to my neck.
“Goodbye my
beautiful wife.” He whispers as his eyes search mine.
I feel my
heart somersault in my chest. “Goodbye.” I smile softly.
He starts
walking up the hallway backward as he points at me. “I will see you next
weekend?”
I smirk as
I cross my arms in front of me as I watch him walk backwards up the hall.
“Don’t
bother packing clothes because you wont be needing any.” He calls,
I smirk
again and shake my head, god, he’s a bona-fide sex maniac.
A porter
walks past and he calls out to him. “Excuse me, do you have any wheelchairs
available.”
I cover my
mouth to hide my giggle. He wouldn’t?
The porter
looks down at his legs, wondering what is wrong with him to need a wheelchair.
“Oh, its
not my legs, I have a very sore dick.” He points to his groin. “Hard night.”
The porter
frowns as he looks at his crotch.
I burst out
laughing and they both turn to look at me. With an embarrassed wave I walk into
my bedroom and close the door. I shake my head in disbelief at the crazy events
that have panned out over the last twenty- four hours. I lean against the back
of the closed door with a broad smile.
Wow.
What an unexpected
night.
What an
unexpected man.

 

 

Author Bio
Lover of her
husband, children, words, chocolate and margaritas.
When she is not
writing her next novel, you will find her in a café drinking coffee with
friends.
Writing is her
passion.
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