Thursday, June 30, 2022
ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ - ᴀ ꜱᴇxʏ ɴᴇᴡ ᴏꜰꜰɪᴄᴇ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ʙʏ @ʀᴏxᴛᴜʟʟʏ.ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ ɪꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰʀᴇᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ #ᴋɪɴᴅʟᴇᴜɴʟɪᴍɪᴛᴇᴅ
♡ Event-planning workaholic
♡ Ruthless billionaire
♡ Mistaken identity
♡ Family drama
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I’ll only be a minute.
No one will ever know.
I’ll just replace that stupid cherry tart with this raspberry one from the guest of honor’s plate before she takes a bite and race off the floor.
Good thing I always bring my black lace gown for emergency damage control when the kitchen screws up.
The last thing I needed was to be fired a week after landing a job at Manhattan’s top event planning firms.
So when billionaire tycoon Scott Weston stops me midflight, I have no choice but to pretend I’m one of the prestigious guests… No biggie. I'll laugh at his jokes, bat my lashes and he'll never see me again.
Until I run into him the next day outside my office building when he’s buying my coffee and when he insists on seeing me again the next day.
Our chemistry is so intense, I can’t refuse, but I need to think of something, because this charade is starting to get old--fast. After all, a man like Scott Weston is much better suited for a woman I'm only pretending to be.
My new investment in a sinking event planning firm is starting to set off red flags. The partners’ handing over my biggest events to some newbie I’d never met is leaving me on edge, because if anything goes wrong, she’ll be the reason for our downfall.
This book is the re-release of Planned to Perfection,and has been completely edited and extended.
I might have had a little too much fun with this book. We meet Elle an event planner that surpasses expectations and strives for perfection. After her old company folded she had to find a new job but she is not sure if it will fit for the long term. Until then she is given her first event with an impossible timeline knowing that her job depends on how it turns out. At that very event she meets Scott who mistakes her for a normal guest which she goes along with. Sparks fly form the very beginning but she is determined to keep her job a secret. What she doesn't know is that he is currently in the middle of a possible investment in her employer. The secrets on both side keep them from finding out for the longest time as things develop. It made for fun scenes to say the least and at the same time flows quite with development of their romance. Makes for a great read sure to delight contemporary romance fans. I really liked it so I give it 4/5 stars.
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Series: Hunterland Lore Series, Book #1
Release: February 7, 2023
Author: Dana Claire
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
• • • ABOUT THE BOOK • • •
𝙇𝙞𝙖𝙢 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙧𝙮 𝙫𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚..
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘥. 𝘕𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘞𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘺 𝘴𝘰-𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘨𝘩, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘓𝘪𝘢𝘮 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘖𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘢 𝘋𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘓𝘪𝘢𝘮 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘓𝘪𝘢𝘮 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘺𝘤𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘥?
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘖𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘢 𝘋𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘗𝘦𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘗𝘦𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺.
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Buck Up, Buttercup
Publication date: June 30th 2022
Genres: Comedy, Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
All’s fair in love and war.
With Randi and Buck, it’s hard to tell the two apart…
An uptight, self-contained college girl, Randi Becker just needed one thing: a room. Somewhere she could study, and keep away from the things that most confuse and frighten her: people.
Unfortunately, the “nice quiet place” she reserved turns out to be a room in the campus’ most raucous house. A place seemingly designed to make studying impossible, made even worse by the other girls’ non-stop drama.
But then Buck, a fun-loving cowboy whom all the ladies love, shows up…and everything gets much worse.
Buck seems to have it all: friends, fun, and a never-ending line of admirers. But what he most desires is a break. So when Buck spots Randi, he figures she’s a perfect decoy: he can play up a “crush” on her that will take him off the market; buy him some breathing room. And if he can tease her a bit, and get under the skin of the uptight busybody? Well, that’s just gravy.
But Buck is about to find more than he bargained for. Randi’s strong-willed, opinionated, difficult—and maybe just what he needs. And Buck isn’t alone. Soon Randi wonders as well…if the world she wanted is really the world she needs. If her future is nothing more than a diploma on the wall. And if the most important thing in her world isn’t a grade, but the cowboy who’s planted his boots firmly in her heart.
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An old pickup, with new shiny green paint, slowed down beside her until it crawled along at her pace. A quick glance sideways revealed black-hat-cowboy-guy grinning down at her.
A jolt of awareness cleared some of the fog from her head. He was more good-looking than she’d remembered, and also incredibly large above her in the truck.
“Good morning, darlin’,” he called down.
“Drive on,” she called out.
“Headed into town? We’ve got room.”
“I’m going to walk.” She wouldn’t get into a car with a single person from that party. She walked forward, not looking at him.
“Hold up, you dropped something,” he said, stopping the truck.
Randi whirled around, scanning the empty ground behind her. Her fingers lost their grip and her bags crashed down, things spilling out onto the gravel road. Her eyes burned.
Buck turned off the truck engine and leaned out the window.
“That’s a lot of gear to haul all the way into town,” he said, cheerfully.
“That was a dirty trick.”
“I just want to talk to you for a minute.”
“Leave me alone please!”
“Listen. Hugh, in the passenger seat, and I are headed in for some breakfast. If you ride with me, this gas guzzler will have a full cab. Darlin’, that’s a load off my conscience.”
Randi’s belly shuddered and her lips quivered. The dam burst. Her hands flew up to cover her eyes and a hiccupped sob exploded out.
“I can’t jump in some stranger’s pickup,” she mumbled through her fingers.
“Hey now,” he said, the amused condescension in his voice aking her glare up at him. “You hold on to that pepper spray if it makes you feel better. Land’s sake, girl, we hauled around passed-out-Sarah last night. You’re practically part of the family. And Hugh here has about twenty sisters, so he’s well-trained.”
The door of the truck opened. She took a step back, pulling up the inside collar of her dress to dab at her face.
Buck’s eyes crinkled at her, a lopsided half-grin on his face. It was probably the way he looked at cows right before he lassoed a rope around their necks, or whatever. But he had helped Sarah. And her.
Her shoulders slumped. Defeated, she was beyond resistance. If they murdered her, at least she might be sitting down.
“All right?” he asked.
She exhaled. “All right, I’ll take a ride to the closest bus stop. Thanks.”
Buck picked up her bags and put them in the back of the truck. She hauled her heavy backpack off her aching shoulders and turned to sling it up, but Buck was already gripping the top and lifting it out of her hands.
“Hi,” said a burly man sitting on the passenger side of the bench seat, a gentle smile on his face. Like she was a crazy person. Which she was. With a deep breath, she hoisted herself up into the cab next to him.
“Sorry about Buck,” the big guy said, glaring at the culprit with one eye squinted. “He’s devious about getting what he wants.”
Buck landed on the seat beside her. “Hugh keeps the standards up. Probably why he’s so grumpy all the time.”
Hugh crossed his arms, leaning into the passenger door. His buzzed blond head and muscular frame brought to mind a late-twenties version of Mr. Clean, minus the jewelry.
“I ain’t grumpy. Just tired of your ugly face.”
Buck chuckled. Randi caught herself staring at him. She wouldn’t call his face ugly, not even anything related to unattractive. More like relentlessly cheerful. And way too confident that he could boss everyone around. She sniffed, annoyed with him enough to stop crying.
The truck rolled forward, bumping on the gravel road. They sat on an old-fashioned bucket-style bench, comfortable for two people, and a squeeze for three. The middle seat offered no belt. A death trap. Because that was the logical conclusion to her week from hell. She braced a hand on the dash to keep from bouncing into the bodies next to her.
Not touching either man, holding her body tense and straight, made her neck ache. And still she knocked knees with Hugh and almost leaned on Buck’s shoulder. Buck’s hand on the manual gear shifter was an inch from her thigh, his fingers brushing the edge of her skirt when he shifted. Short of sitting on Hugh’s lap, there was nowhere for her to go to keep from touching him.
She felt shaky, barely keeping herself together. Every time Buck changed position she noticed it, his muscular arms flexing as he drove. It was like sitting next to a tiger: electrifying, an experience you never forgot, and total madness.
“So,” said Buck, flashing a grin at her. “What’s your rush this morning? You just moved in last night.”
Randi dug a tissue out of her bag. “I can’t live in a party house,” she said, dabbing at her running nose.
“A Waffle House?” said Hugh.
“She said party house, Einstein.” Buck glanced at her. “How’d you end up with a room out there?”
“I was teaching in Argentina and found it online. Paid everything…” She paused, choking up, not sure why she was telling them. “They lied to me.” And she dissolved again, covering her face with the tissue.
What was wrong with her? It was beyond humiliating to be crying like a child in front of these strangers. At least she’d never have to see them again.
“Huh,” said Buck, tapping the steering wheel. “Well, I know Trish isn’t happy about the parties.”
“They got an ugly ticket last June,” said Hugh. “She’s on probation.”
Randi sat up straighter, taking in this information. She managed to stop crying, and dabbed her cheeks clean with the tissue.
Buck rubbed the side of his face. “Is that right?”
“I can’t believe you didn’t know that, Buck. Jesus.”
“I just look like I know everything.”
“Yeah, well, one more ticket and they’re facing jail time. And, of course, there were minors everywhere last night. I turned my back and they slurped down my keg.”
Randi pushed up her glasses. No wonder Trish hadn’t been there during the party. It revealed, even more, how shamelessly Trish had lied to her in the emails they’d exchanged about the house.
The farmland was transforming into residential housing when Buck turned onto a major road.
“That bus stop coming up will be fine,” said Randi, her voice annoyingly shaky.
“No way, darlin’,” said Buck. “You cry in my truck, and I buy you a coffee. Then, I drop you off wherever you want.”
“Hey,” he said, “I put up with all the tears. So now we’re going to go to this coffee drive-through and get sugary drinks to make ourselves feel better. Otherwise, Hugh over there might start his period.”
“You’re such a jackass,” Hugh said, shaking his head.
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Unconditional: A Love Story
Publication date: May 10th 2022
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Charli is everything Damian ever wanted.
Captivated from the moment they met, he allowed her to set the tone for their summer fling.
But when the summer was over and he wanted more, he soon found out that maybe his feelings were one-sided.
That was two years ago and he’s still stuck on Charli. He needs to move on.
A lot has changed since they last saw each other, but Damian can’t shake the what-ifs. And the moment they cross paths again he knows his heart still belongs to the elusive woman who stole it the first time he laid eyes on her.
Who’s to say they won’t get it right this time around?
“We need to talk.”
Well, shit. That’s not good, Charli thought to herself as she continued pulling on her shorts.
She couldn’t decide if it was worse to hear those four fateful words from a boyfriend or a fuck buddy.
I guess I’m about to find out, was her wry thought as she finished zipping up the distressed jean shorts that barely covered her ass. With her eyes darting around the room to avoid eye contact with the man who claimed they needed to talk, she located one of her gold hoops on the rug.
Following her avoidant eyes, the other occupant of the room bent to pick it up before she had the chance.
“Thanks,” Charli spoke lowly as their fingers brushed during the exchange.
The warmth of his fingers led to a sharp inhale that she couldn’t even hide.
“Did you hear me?” the beautiful man in front of her wanted to know. “I said we need to talk,” he reiterated. Just in case.
But she’d heard him loud and clear the first time.
Sighing, Charli took a step back and shoved the earring into her pocket instead of trying to put it on right now.
“I heard you,” she said, trying to veil the worry in her voice.
What could Damian possibly want to talk about? And why couldn’t his timing be better? They’d just finished…making each other very happy. His scent still surrounded her and captivated her senses.
But now, the knots in her stomach quickly pushed her to forget the pleasure she’d just experienced.
“What do we need to talk about?” she finally asked meeting his green eyes. They were usually enchanting and full of lust when they were together, but now he looked…panicked?
No, it couldn’t be. Not cool, calm Damian.
Had he found a girlfriend? Was he about to end their arrangement and politely tell her to get on with her life?
The thought wasn’t a pleasant one, but Charli couldn’t really blame him.
As an Ivy League dropout and ex-socialite, she didn’t really feel like she had much to offer aside from a good time.
She winced inwardly and vowed to deal with the origins of that problematic thought later. Much later. Not now when she was standing face to face with the man she’d been trading orgasms with all summer.
Damian regarded her from his towering height of six-two and even though she was five-eight she felt miniscule under his unwavering gaze.
“It’s about us,” he revealed, “I need to talk to you about what we’re doing.”
Charli gulped but didn’t break eye contact. She could do this. She could have a civilized, adult conversation with someone she shared every inch of her body with on an almost daily basis at this point.
“What about us? I like what we’re doing.” Charli pushed her hair away from her face. She hated the sensation of stray strands tickling her cheeks.
Damian exhaled sharply and gave a faint nod. “Yea, I did too. Until recently.”
Charli straightened her shoulders and prepared for the next words, somehow knowing they would pack a devastating blow.
But nothing could have prepared her for what he said next.
Shon is a graduate of the University of North Carolina at Wilmington. She used her degree in English Literature for eight years to teach English all around the world. She has recently returned home to the States and now she spends all her time reading or writing down her wildest daydreams.
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Wednesday, June 29, 2022
This billionaire playboy has finally met his match.
Hard and Fast, an all new steamy friends-to-lovers, billionaire boss romance from New York Times bestselling author Mari Carr, is out now!
Penny is tired of being seen as the gamer, the crazy cat lady, the mom-jeans-wearing, YouTube-bingeing, quirky IT girl. She’s barreling toward 29 and ready to make some changes . . . in her appearance and her nonexistent love life. But she’s smart enough to know she needs help—and who she needs it from. Her billionaire playboy boss, Gage Russo.
Bachelor Gage’s life is typically full of excitement, on the work front and in the bedroom. He’s never lacking for female company and he rarely sleeps alone. Regardless, lately, he can’t shake feeling bored. That is, until Penny challenges him to a friendly wager . . . one he promptly loses. Her prize? Lessons in seduction—from him.
Lines get blurred as Gage pushes harder . . . moves faster . . . teaching Penny things she’s only ever fantasized about. But the playboy with all the smooth moves makes one big mistake when he fails to tell his sexy student that the lessons are no longer fake, and what he wants from her is very, very real.
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“Come here,” he said in that deep, sexy voice.
“What?” She was already sitting next to him, so she wasn’t entirely sure—
Gage removed all free will when he reached out, pulling her toward him until her face was only an inch away from his. Sitting this close, she could see the flecks of green in his light brown eyes. And before she could stop herself, she reached up to brush back the lock of brown hair that fell over his forehead.
He blinked a couple of times, her affectionate, familiar action obviously catching him off-guard.
“We’re going to pick up where we left off.”
“Where we left off?” she asked stupidly, his close proximity causing a complete system failure as far as her brain was concerned.
“The lessons, Penny.”
Again, he said her first name. A million people in her life had called her Penny, but when Gage said it…she melted inside.
“The kissing lesson?” she whispered.
“Among other things.”
He closed the scant distance between them, true to his word.
Penny had spent the last nine days trying to convince herself that Gage’s kiss wasn’t as amazing as she remembered.
She was right.
Because that first mind-blowing kiss paled in comparison to this one.
She loved the roughness of his beard against her face. His fingers found their way to her hair, his hands closing around two fistfuls, using it to hold her close, to tilt her head to the left so he could kiss her more deeply. She recalled his comment about men liking long hair.
When Gage released her hair, he lowered his hands to her waist and lifted, never breaking the union of their lips as he pulled her over his lap. She straddled his thighs and draped her hands around his neck.
And that was when she felt it. Evidence of Gage’s attraction.
She pressed her pussy closer, the hard ridge of his erection right there beneath his pants.
He was hard. For her!
He’d come straight to her apartment from work, so while he’d taken off his suit jacket, he was still wearing his dress shirt, though he’d loosened his tie. She toyed with the knot.
Gage broke the kiss. “Take it off.”
She looked at him.
“My tie,” he added. “Take it off.”
She slid the silk knot free, then pulled it from the collar with one long, slow glide.
“Unbutton my shirt,” he commanded.
Penny was helpless to resist that sexy tone, and she’d spent a little too much—okay, a lot too much—time imagining him shirtless.
She unbuttoned his shirt, her gaze locked on the progress of her fingers. She bit her lower lip nervously, then opened the shirt completely. Gage took over, untucking the shirt and shrugging it over his broad, muscular shoulders.
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Virginia native Mari Carr is a New York Times and USA Today bestseller of contemporary romance novels. With over one million copies of her books sold, Mari was the winner of the Romance Writers of America’s Passionate Plume award for her novella, Erotic Research. She has over a hundred published works, including her popular Wild Irish and Compass books, along with the Trinity Masters series she writes with Lila Dubois.
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