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Thursday, November 27, 2014

Spotlight: His Desire by Sheila Kell

How long would it take for him to turn into an ass again? She caught Jesse’s gaze and found herself momentarily mesmerized by his golden-brown eyes. What the hell?

HIS Desire (An H.I.S. novel) is a romantic suspense, stand-alone novel in the H.I.S. series released Nov 5th.

Can Jesse Hamilton, the head of H.I.S., protect his client when his past and his heart have put them both in jeopardy?

Synopsis

When FBI Special Agent Kate Ross is injured in a drive-by shooting, Hamilton Investigation and Security, Inc. (H.I.S.) leader Jesse Hamilton, believing she is the target of a killer seeking revenge against him, pulls the full force of H.I.S. into action to protect her.

Kate doesn’t believe Jesse, the only man to make her seethe one minute and lust after him the next, when he approaches her with a note from the Facilitator stating someone he loved would die shortly, and he knows in his gut it’s Kate. After a second attempt on her life, she can no longer fight his protection or her attraction to him.

After making a mistake that cost his wife her life, Jesse vowed to never love again, but Kate stirs something in him that puts his protective instincts into overdrive. Keeping her alive and out of his heart is more difficult than he expected. Then he makes a decision that could cost Kate her life. Is history due to repeat itself?

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

New Release: The King by Tiffany Reisz

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Title: The King 
Author: Tiffany Reisz 
Date of Publication: November 25, 2014  
Summary: Cunning. Sex. Pure nerve. Only this potent threesome can raise him to his rightful place as ruler of Manhattan's kink kingdom. Bouncing from bed to bed on the Upper East Side—handsomely paid in both bills and blackmail fodder—Kingsley Edge is brilliant, beautiful and utterly debauched. No carnal act or chemical compound can relieve his self-destructive apathy—only Søren, the one person he loves without limit or regret. A man he can never have, but in whose hands Kingsley is reborn to attain even greater heights of sin. He plans to open the ultimate BDSM club­: a dungeon playground for New York's A-list that'll change the scene forever. The club becomes Kingsley's obsession—and he's enlisted some tough-as-nails help. His new assistant Sam is smart, secretive and totally immune to seduction (by men, at least). She and Kingsley make a wicked team. Still, their combined—and considerable—expertise in domination can't subdue the man who would kill their dream. The enigmatic Reverend Fuller won't rest until King's dream is destroyed. It's one man's sacred mission against another's….   
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About Tiffany Reisz: Tiffany Reisz is the author of the internationally bestselling and award-winning Original Sinners series for Mira Books (Harlequin/Mills & Boon). Tiffany's books inhabit a sexy shadowy world where romance, erotica and literature meet and do immoral and possibly illegal things to each other. She describes her genre as "literary friction," a term she stole from her main character, who gets in trouble almost as often as the author herself. She lives in Portland, Oregon. If she couldn't write, she would die.
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  Q/A with Tiffany -
Do you have a favorite book or author you like to recommend? Do you have a comfort read? I have a set of books I regularly recommend to people. Want to read amazing literature? Read my favorite novel of all time All the King’s Men by Kentucky author Robert Penn Warren. Want to read the most moving love story I’ve ever read? Read The Vintner’s Luck by Elizabeth Knox. My comfort reads are Sherlock Holmes short stories and Agatha Christie’s Poirot novels. -
What is your guilty pleasure? I’d need to feel guilt to have a guilty pleasure. Buying office supplies I don’t need is probably the closest I get to a guilty pleasure. I buy them and think about all the people out there who don’t have awesome office supplies like I do and I feel bad for them. -
Favorite Meal? Coffee and an ice cream sandwich is my version of a “Power Lunch.” The combination of tastes is glorious. -
If you weren’t a writer, what would you be? My non-writer dream job is train engineer (what? I like trains). My realistic non-writer job would be working in a bookstore. That’s what I was doing when I started my writing career.  

Excerpt :   
“How much trouble am I in for getting out of the car without permission?” Kingsley asked. “None,” Søren said, and Kingsley was wildly disappointed. “Let’s go. We can make it back to school by tonight.” Kingsley followed him back to the car. The driver opened the door for them. When they were alone again, Kingsley said, “Or…” “Or what?” Søren demanded. “Or we could find a hotel and fuck in a real bed for once.” “We’re not on a date. And here I was wondering where the real Kingsley had gone.” “What do you mean?” he asked as the driver opened the car door for them. He slipped inside and Søren followed. They were on the road again before Søren answered. “When you were with Claire—I wasn’t sure you were the same Kingsley I know and barely tolerate.” “Why? Because I like kids?” “You were good with her.” “Kids are fun,” he said. What else was there to say? “I never considered you would like children.” “Well…I do. So what?” “Nothing,” Søren said, laughing to himself. “Nothing at all.” “I know you see me as some kind of pervert,” Kingsley said. “But believe or not, I am a human being. Yes, I like kids. I might want kids someday. I don’t have much of a family anymore. If I want a family I’ll have to make my own. Sometimes I have thoughts that don’t have anything to do with sex. I’m not just your toy, you know. I have feelings and—” His impassioned “I have feelings” speech ended abruptly when Søren grabbed him hard by the back of the hair and brought his mouth down in a brutal kiss. Kingsley almost pulled away so he could finish his tirade before realizing he wanted the kiss so much more than the fight. Kingsley returned the kiss with equal and greater passion. Søren yanked Kingsley’s jacket off him and threw it on the floorboard. Kingsley pulled his own shirt off and rolled on to his back on the bench seat. He’d remember the sensation of leather on his bare back all his life. “Have you ever had sex in the back of a Rolls Royce?” Kingsley asked, trying not to rip Søren’s shirt in his rush to unbutton it. He needed Søren’s skin on his skin right now. “No,” Søren said. “But ask me that question again in an hour.” Before Kingsley could respond to that, Søren grabbed his wrists, pinned them over Kingsley’s head and kissed him again—deeper, slower, but no less punitive. Kingsley groaned, and Søren slapped a hand over his mouth. “Quiet,” Søren said into Kingsley’s ear. “We aren’t alone, and I’ll gag you until you choke if I have to. Understand?” Kingsley nodded against Søren’s hand. A curtain and partition separated them from the driver. He couldn’t see them, but if they were loud enough, he could hear them. He’d disobeyed Søren’s orders to stay in the car, he’d yelled at him and talked back. He was going to get it this time. Good. Søren kissed him again. Kingsley kept his sounds of pleasure to a minimum even when Søren reached between their bodies, unzipped Kingsley’s pants, and stroked him hard. Every muscle in Kingsley’s stomach tightened. He sucked in his breath sharply from the shock of pleasure. It took every bit of self-control not to moan audibly. “You like this?” Søren asked. “God, yes, so much,” Kingsley said, lifting his hips against Søren’s hand. He spoke in French and English. He was about to lose control of more than his language skills if Søren didn’t stop touching him like that. “I think you like it too much.” Søren rose up on his knees and looked down at Kingsley. “I don’t. I really don’t. I like it exactly as much as you want me to.” “You’re pathetic when you’re turned on.” “I am so pathetic right now.”
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Monday, November 24, 2014

New Release: Gravity by Cat Mason

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Title: Gravity (Artistic Pricks Ink, #1)
Author: Cat Mason
Release Date: November 24, 2014
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Blurb
"There has to be something on this Earth that holds you here, other than Gravity." Luke Hanlon was focused on anything but his own life.The happiness of everyone else came before his own. He worked hard to build Artistic Pricks Ink into the profitable business that it is today and yet, it isn't enough anymore. Something is missing. Someone. With no one to focus on, but himself, Luke is forced to take a long hard look in the mirror and doesn't like what he sees. Then he meets his mom's neighbor and something clicks into place. But can he handle what comes along with her? Can he let go of the hurt in his past and see what is in front of him? Kionna Slade is a good girl. She helps her neighbor, she doesn't go wild and crazy. She's independent and doesn't need anyone. After losing her mother and an accident stole her dream of being a Vegas Showgirl, her life took a turn in a direction she never dreamed it would. Now 'Sabrina' runs the show at night, allowing Ki to dance again. Keeping Kionna and Sabrina separate is her main goal, until Luke. Luke Hanlon will throw a wrench in everything she ever thought. Lives are changed and things explode all around them as they are pulled together. Luke can't stay away, even if his heart and possibly both their lives could be threatened. Can Kionna and Luke find a way to hold onto each other or will they forever be grasping at what they can't have?    
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About the Author
Cat Mason

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Cat Mason is thirty years old and a mother to three children. She was born and raised in Granite City, Illinois which is just across the Mississippi river from St. Louis, Missouri. She currently lives in Virginia with her husband and children. Previously publishing Contemporary Romance under her real name, until she decided to lose the filter and let it all hang out. When she isn’t writing, she is reading or spending time with her friends and family.  
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Monday, November 17, 2014

Review: Screw It ( It #2 ) by Nicki DeStasi



I’ve been screwed.

It started the day I was conceived.

When I was eleven, life crushed me into grotesque, mangled fragments. I glued the shards of myself into a mosaic fitting of a child. I learned one important thing from that experience.

Control.

Controlling your destiny keeps the vultures at bay. Control keeps my life from disintegrating. It keeps my life on the path to the woman I want to be.

Not who they say I am.

As time goes on, life hits and smashes and I take it. Every snide word, every crack in my heart, every self-righteous glance again and again.

Screw that.

I’m done.

It’s my turn to screw.






Worth It ( It #1 ) 

4.5 stars 

You know that feeling when you went on a swing set and you'd try to go as high as you could and you could feel your stomach drop when it went back and then the stupid grin on your face when it felt like you were reaching the sky? That's what it felt like to read this book. My emotions were all over the place. In some scenes, my stomach dropped and I cringed on endless occasions at the atrocities Anna went through. If you are sensitive to violence and graphic descriptions, I advise you this is not the book for you. Anna's period of self-harm and the things that went through her head got to me in more ways that I care to describe. It was raw, gritty and painful. The times she held the blade in her hand , I wept for her. But even at her lowest points, and let me tell you they were LOW, there was this sparkle of determination within her that shined through the writing, that made me root for her the entire book through. 
I'm not going to dwell on the negative characters, her exes, because well, they are truly evil characters are way too common in real life. I can almost guarantee you know someone who behaves like these men do. 
And then , there's Jed. 
I am stunned at the author's ability to bring to life these characters so fully in a pretty fast-paced storyline, none more so than Jed. He is tall, dark and handsome. He is sweet, sexy and laid-back. At times he is impulsive, he jumps to conclusions and not-so-perfect. He tries his best to get to Anna. Every scene he's in made me grin like an idiot, especially the scenes where they compete for the lamest pick up lines. Their banter is full of chemistry and funny.  The steamier scenes in this book are insanely hot and exquisitely written. 
So overall, a phenomenal book with everything you could possibly need for an awesome read that'll stay with you for a long time. 
* Book is told in a dual POV. 
** ARC received in exchange for an honest review

Screw It ( it #2) 

4.5 daze and wow stars 

Becca and Zach's story is very different from Jed and Anna's. Screw It can be read as a standalone, but Worth It is such a great book with some of the same characters, I suggest you read that as well. 

Becca gave her heart and everything she had to Zach. She also came from a broken home with a mother who lived for alcohol and other things. Zach wasn't quite ready for that and Becca was spun in a spiral of anger and in a way, isolation. She eliminated the word relationship from her vocabulary and she had her life planned. When she meets Zach again, he wants her back. Operation Daze and Wow comes into full effect. Becca , on her part, started Operation F*** Zach. 
The chemistry between these two is hilarious and electric. You can tell it runs deep and powerful. Nicki DeStasi definitely writes in a way that swept me up and engaged me completely in the story.  It was a will-not-put-down book, as was the first one. The characters are completely relatable, and the story leaves you with a sense of fulfillment at having read this book, and that, in my book, is a MUST read. 





 



For the next hour, we play hide-and-seek. When I was a kid, I used to play this game with my parents. These days, I do it with both Jed’s and my sister, Christy’s, kids, but I’ve never had this much fun. That’s because Becca plays the game with more excited enthusiasm than the kids. She’s a totally different woman—throwing her head back and laughing, joking teasing, tickling. It dawns on me that she didn’t have this growing up. I don’t know her whole story, but the bit I know tells me that smiling, laughing, and tickling didn’t happen often. So, now, she’s soaking it all up and giving it right back to these kids. It’s a thing of beauty.This doesn’t take into account that, after a while, she pulls me into her fold. She grabs my hand and laughs without abandon when I do something goofy for the kids. Christ, she doesn’t stop smiling once, and it’s nothing but genuine, even when aimed at me.It’s not just a thing of beauty. It’s beautifully sweet.My girl—pure sweet.Now, it’s Nick’s turn to seek, and he’s a speed counter, so as he fires off numbers faster than he eats jelly beans, Becca and I rush around to hide the other three. I pop Ashley in the shower and tell her to be quiet as Becca hides the other two somewhere in the room the girls share.Nick gets to eighteen when I get out of the bathroom just as Becca emerges from the bedroom. My blood is pumping, and I’m grinning from ear to ear. Becca giggles as our eyes dart around, looking for a spot to hide. “Ready or not, here I come!”I spot a closet door, open it, and grab Becca’s hand to drag her in with me before closing the door, shrouding us in darkness.Seconds tick by with our breaths coming out in heavy pants, the excitement still pumping through my body, when I realize that this closet is way too small for both of us. Her body is plastered against mine. Her face is at my chest, her hot breath seeping through my shirt, and it’s killing me. It’s not because I don’t want her exactly where she is, but because I don’t think she’s ready for what it’s doing to me. I can’t see a fucking thing, so every exhale and every movement is amplified in a way that’s making my dick hard.“Thanks for the hiding spot,” she whispers against my shirt, making me grit my teeth.“Don’t mention it,” I whisper back.She smells so damn good, the scent of oranges and lavender permeating the air around us. I suck in a breath when she slowly, hesitantly snakes her arms around my waist.“It’s more comfortable than having them squished between us.” She tenses her arms, accentuating her words.“Mmhmm,” I mumble.After a few seconds, she says quietly, “I forgot how good you smell.”Fucking Christ.Maybe I was wrong about her not being ready. My heart hammers, and my semi-hard cock jerks.Tits sliding across my chest, she lifts up and gives my collarbone a touch of her tongue.Fuck.The feel of her tongue is soft, hot, wet. My chubby grows harder, and it takes everything in me not to drive my hands into her soft hair and take her mouth.“Sweets, you sure you’re ready to go there?”“I just wanted to see if you taste as good as I remember.” She glides back down. The disappointment moving through me does nothing to stop my dick from throbbing. “Fuck, Becca. Don’t do that again if you’re not ready for that shit. There’s only so much a man can take.”She’s silent.I try to ease my dick down, but it’s pressed against her hard stomach, and I know she can feel it. There’s no way she could miss it, and the idea that she’s aware of my dick is not helping me find my calm. In fact, it’s the opposite. It’s been six years, but I know how good she tastes, how well she takes direction in bed, how fucking phenomenal her tight pussy sliding up and down my cock as I hold her hands looks and feels.Without thinking, I tangle both my hands in her hair, which is longer than before but no less soft. When she sucks in air, my hips jut forward, my dick rubbing against her tight abs.A moan catches in her throat, so I tilt her head up. I move my head downward at a snail’s pace, giving her time to push me away.A half inch from her mouth, feeling her heavy breath against my lips, I ask, “You sure?”As her answer, she closes the distance, and the instant her lips touch mine, fire sweeps through me, and I’m all over her. With my tongue devouring and my hands on her ass, I take everything, and she gives it. Her nails dig into my shoulders as she moans.The door swings open, and the light is blinding, even behind closed lids. “Found you!”


Anna lives every day the best she can while struggling against the demons that threaten to consume her and drag her back into the darkness of her very troubled past. The last thing she needs right now is a guy, especially one as sweet and sexy as Jed. When the attraction becomes too strong to resist, she gives into it. Even when she knows it’ll only end in disaster and leave her even more her scared and broken than she was before.

Jed wants to find the right woman and he’s drawn to Anna by carnal magnetism, but she also brings out an Alpha side of him that he’s never known. When his alpha rears its head, it triggers memories in Anna and her carefully crafted wall of protection begins to show cracks.


When fate and misunderstandings threaten the already delicate relationship, can they survive? When Anna’s demons threaten to be unearthed and Jed’s inner alpha only seem to make them worse, can they overcome?


Is it even worth it?

Warning: This book contains graphic violence, sex, and adult language
 



Nicki DeStasi was raised in a small town in Massachusetts. She attended Fitchburg State College and studied Early Childhood Education. As a child, she enjoyed reading, but only recently began doing it again. She has always had an inventive imagination and finally decided to put those ideas on paper for others to enjoy. Worth It was Nicki’s first self-published book. A few personal facts: Sloth from The Goonies is her third cousin, she acted and stared in several plays throughout high school and college, and she can play four different instruments. Nicki’s philosophy is to appreciate the good things in life. If we didn’t make mistakes and have bad things happen then we wouldn’t know how truly wonderful the good things are. No matter how difficult life is sometimes, if we look to the people that love us, then we can get through them and on to the good stuff.





Re-Release: Soldier On by Sydney Logan

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Title: Soldier On 
Author: Sydney Logan 
Date of Publication: June 2014  
Synopsis 
Will his call of duty break both their hearts? 
 Losing her father in Desert Storm has left Stephanie James with a bitter soul when it comes to the military. As a college senior juggling a full course load, Steph's only goal is to graduate with honors at the end of the semester. She’s focused, determined, and a firm believer in all work and no play. Then she meets Brandon Walker at a New Year’s Eve costume party. Despite his disguise, Steph finds herself attracted to the camouflaged soldier who curls her toes with a scorching midnight kiss. Brandon is an engineering major and ROTC student from the hills of Kentucky. Growing up as the son of a major general has given Brandon firsthand knowledge of the struggles military families sometimes face. Now that his father’s memory is fading, Brandon is even more determined to make his dad proud and graduate as an officer in the United States Army. Then he meets Stephanie, and suddenly, his focus is less on his military service and more on the pretty brunette who has stolen his heart. When he becomes aware of Steph’s resentment toward the military, he worries their relationship is doomed. Steph unexpectedly finds herself in need of a roommate. Brandon volunteers, thinking it’s the perfect opportunity to show her the real Brandon, before he’s forced to admit the truth about his four-year obligation to the army. Afraid that living together will be a distraction to graduating on time, Steph establishes house rules—rules they both find difficult to obey. When faced with the realization that she's fallen in love with a soldier, can Steph’s wounds from the past be healed with love in her present . . . and in her future?
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  Excerpt 
  Frat houses have libraries? This one does, complete with ceiling-high bookshelves. Laptops line one wall, and a giant multimedia screen is attached to another. While all of it is impressive, nothing excites my book-loving heart more than to see the library ladder. Secretly, I’ve always wanted to climb one—the tall ladders that roll from one end of the shelves to the other. Ironically enough, library ladders always remind me of Beauty and the Beast. Or the love scene in Atonement. One of those movies is G-rated. The other most definitely is not. Suddenly nervous, I look over my shoulder before making my decision. YOLO. Carpe Diem. Whatever. Slipping off my shoes, I reach for the ladder and slowly begin to climb. Sadly, this is the most adventurous thing I’ve done in a long time, and I can’t stop smiling. I’ve made it to the fifth rung when I hear someone clear his throat. I hold on tightly and manage to turn myself around without falling off. When I’m sure I’m steady, I turn and find myself looking into the eyes of a soldier. Possibly Army. Maybe Marine. Not that it matters. I accepted long ago that my hatred for anything military related is a little unhealthy, but when the service strips a girl of the privilege of knowing her father, it sometimes makes a person bitter. I am the epitome of bitter. This particular soldier is smiling at me, and I can’t lie, the smile is kind of beautiful. Despite that, my first instinct is to roll my eyes at his outfit. But then, I remember this is a costume party, and he probably just needed a quick and totally uncreative disguise. “I don’t think this room is open to visitors,” he says, his tone soft and deep. I wonder if that’s his natural speaking voice or if he’s just playing his role as a badass. The guy certainly looks like a soldier, dressed in his head-to-toe camouflage and smeared-on face paint. “It was actually the only room that wasn’t locked, which is kind of stupid if you ask me. This is the one room in the house you guys shouldn’t want trashed. Drunken idiots could really do some damage in here.” He grins, and my breath catches in my throat as he steps closer. I tighten my hold on the ladder, because a smile that makes a girl’s heart race isn’t the best thing when she’s trying to maintain her balance. “I noticed you downstairs.” Embarrassed, I glance down at my ridiculous dress. “I’m a little hard to miss in canary yellow. I’m going to kill Tessa—” “That’s not why I noticed you.” Before I can ask why he noticed me, shouts erupt from downstairs. “Ten, nine, eight . . .” “Do you have someone to kiss at midnight?” he asks. I simply shake my head. He steps closer, pinning me between his body and the bookshelf. “You do now.”  

Q/A with Sydney

Where do you find your inspiration? People and music, mostly. Sometimes, like in the case with my novel Soldier On, I found a picture that served as inspiration and later, as the cover of the book.

Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing? The most challenging thing is balancing writing and promotion. I’m not very good at it. It was easier when I only had one book, but the more I write, the harder it gets to juggle it all. I’m not complaining, because I love it, but that’s the biggest challenge for me.

What are your current projects? I’m getting ready to release a holiday collection of short stories titled Once Upon a December. It will include two previously published Kindle short stories along with a new short story. It will release on November 28. I’m also working on my fourth novel.

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About Sydney Logan

Amazon best selling author Sydney Logan holds a Master's degree in Elementary Education. She is the author of three novels - Lessons Learned, Mountain Charm, and Soldier On. Sydney has also penned several short stories and is a contributor to Chicken Soup for the Soul. A native of East Tennessee, Sydney enjoys playing piano and relaxing on her porch with her wonderful husband and their very spoiled cat.

Website: http://www.sydneylogan.com 

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Saturday, November 15, 2014

Review: A Meeting at the Grocery Store by Natasha Lane

Title: A Meeting at the Grocery Store
Author: Natasha Lane
Release Date: September 3, 2014
Publisher: Books To Go Now
Blurb:
Natalie has been hurt and disappointed by the people who were supposed to love her. Now she has decided that the only life to live is one of seclusion. Spending most of her days alone, one night Natalie ventures out for a cup of coffee to “bring her back to life,” only to bump into a stranger destined to become part of her life.
His name is Jaheim and he is determined to be a dependent for Natalie, despite how hard she tries to fight against his efforts. Jaheim is offering his hand, but there is no guarantee
Natalie will take it. With the past both tempting and warning her,
Natalie is not sure if she can ever not be alone.

Review: 
3.5 stars 


This book was such a pleasure to read. Light-hearted, well-paced and with the right amount of angst to make it a sexy, quick read. I loved that the characters are simple and easy to relate to. At first, I thought it would be an angsty read filled with drama, but was pleasantly surprised that it wasn't. 

Overall, a good read, especially for a late night or just to relax and enjoy.
Excerpt:
“Don’t,” he said. “I want to see you.”
I closed my eyes and absorbed his words. Why was he so sweet? How did he know what to say to me?  My heart began to race and I started breathing heavily. He moved his body closer to mine and I knew I had no escape. I sunk into him, but the truth was, I wasn’t ready.
I placed my hand onto his chest. “Jaheim, I know…I haven’t been with someone since my last boyfriend. I don’t think I can…right now.”
He smiled with soft eyes. “I would never make you do something you don’t want to do.” His thumb ran across my bottom lip, but can I at least kiss you?”
“I-“ I didn’t have time to respond. His lips came crashing down on mine as he moved his hands all over my body. His mouth was hot. It had been so long since I had known this type of warmth. I thought about the last time me and-
“No. He’s gone.”
Jaheim leaned further into the kiss. I reached up to him and placed my hand on his shoulder. His tongue glided slyly across my lips. I gasped and he pulled away with a smile. I stared up at him wide eyed and blushing.
“Sorry,” I said with a rising chest. “I didn’t…that was unexpected.”
His eyes had misted over. He smiled. “I’m full of the unexpected, Natalie.”
He came back down and put his lips on mine. A strong desire awakened in me and my body pushed into his. He placed his hand on my back while I grabbed onto his shirt. One hand moved down to my thigh, slowly inching its way up my dress. I moaned in his mouth, begging him to go on.
I wanted to be careful, but I, also, wanted him. Closer and closer he came to the spot that had gone untouched for too long.
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Meet Natasha
Natasha Lane was born and raised in Baltimore City, MD. She attended Baltimore Polytechnic Institute, a science and math focused school, but went on to study entrepreneurship and journalism at Juniata College in Huntingdon, PA. While in college she began working as a freelance writer and professional blogger. Today she continues to write, brainstorm new book ideas and continues her education with the hope that one day she will be able to work in the nonprofit sector.

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