Release Boost – Anaconda – Author: Lauren Landish

 

Title: Anaconda 
Author: Lauren Landish 
Genre: Romantic Comedy  
 
 
 
 
 

They say size doesn’t matter… 



Football star and internet sensation Gavin “Anaconda” Adams is the biggest celebrity our little town has ever seen.

But I had no idea who he was when I accidentally walked in on him naked.  

I was shocked, seeing all of him, a cocky grin on his face. I didn’t know what to do.

So I ran.

Now I’m in a world of trouble. No matter what I do, I can’t get that image out of my head. His strong muscular thighs. His washboard abs. His big, throbbing, toe-curling… Jesus!

To make matters worse, Gavin wants a date with me. He’s seen the lust in my eyes, and he’s not taking no for an answer. I should tell him to get lost. He’s nothing but trouble, and he’s only here for a week. 

But with one look, I go weak in the knees. And whenever I hear his deep, rich voice, I feel my defenses crumbling. 

It’s only one night. What could it hurt?

Anaconda is a full-length Sexy Romantic Comedy with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger!
 
 
 
 
 
 
Brianna

I
freeze as Gavin strolls into the coffee shop, moving with a swag that
steals the breath from my lungs. He’s dressed in black pants and a
white dress shirt that’s opened at the front, showcasing the tanned
skin underneath. And he looks
damn
good. Not as good as he did standing in front of me naked. But still
good.
For
a moment I freeze, unsure of what to do, but then I quickly duck down
behind the counter before he can see me.

What
the hell are you doing?” I hear Mindy demand in a whisper from
above me. I give her a shushing gesture as I hear the sound of
footsteps approaching.

Hi,
welcome to the Beangal’s Den,” I hear her say pleasantly. “How
can I help you?”

I’m
looking for someone,” I hear Gavin say. I close my eyes and hold in
a groan at his deep tone. God, that voice. I feel like I’m lying on
a bed of velvet whenever he speaks.

Sure,
sir . . .”
Mindy
Parker, you bitch, you’d better not give me away.

Gavin
Adams.”

It’s
a pleasure, Mr. Adams. I’m Mindy, the assistant manager here at the
shop,” Mindy says flirtatiously. “We here at Grand Waterways are
happy to host D-town’s
biggest
celebrity.” I have to roll my eyes at her audacity of putting
emphasis on
biggest,
and if I weren’t hiding, I’d give her a good smack to boot.

Nice
to meet you too, Mindy,” Gavin says, seemingly ignoring her play on
words. “I’m looking for one of your co-workers, one of the maids.
She’s about my age, maybe a little younger?”

Gonna
need a little more than that,” Mindy says, and I bite my lower lip,
hoping she’s not about to play a prank and betray me. “There’s
a lot of part timers here. The hotel has a work assistance deal with
the university. Do you have a name?”

No,”
Gavin says. “She ran out on me before I could get it.”
Thank
God he didn’t get a good look at my name tag.

Ran
out on you?” Mindy says, a note of humor entering her voice.
My
heart pounds in my chest as I wait for his response. If he’s here
to find out my identity so he can report me to my asshole boss, I’m
screwed.
I
hold in a groan as hear Gavin clear his throat. “Um, yeah, I bumped
into her in a vending machine room on the top floor,” he lies.
Relief
sweeps through me and I close my eyes in gratitude. Good, he’s not
here to find out who I am so he can report me and make a big deal out
of it. My eyes pop back open and go wide a second later as what he’s
really here for hits me.
No
way.

Oh
really?” Mindy hums innocently, making me want to smack her upside
the head. She’s enjoying this a little too much. “How about you
tell me what she looks like?”

Well,
she’s about five eight or so, with rich brown hair and big,
beautiful brown eyes,” Gavin says, a slight catch in his voice.
“And a face that’s just . . . perfect.”
My
breath stills in my lungs as I listen to his description of me, and I
have to wonder if he’s talking about someone else. I’ve got plain
brown hair and there’s nothing special about my eyes.

Damn,
I’m jealous. You’re making me wish I were this chick with the way
you’re talking about her,” Mindy jokes. “She sounds absolutely
gorgeous.”

She
is
gorgeous,” Gavin says, his voice heavy.
I
nearly choke, I’m so flattered. I
wish
I looked like the girl he’s describing. I almost feel like he’s
lying, but it’s obvious he’s not. He came all the way down here
just to find me. I bite my lower lip, my heart racing. It’s just so
hard to believe.
Mindy
taps a finger to her lips. “Hmm . . . now that I think about it, I
might know who you’re talking—” Mindy begins to say, but before
she can complete her sentence, I pinch her leg as hard as I can.
“OW!” Mindy squeals.

What’s
wrong?” Gavin asks as Mindy glances down at me, rubbing her thigh
while I shake my head, mouthing
no,
no, no!

A
sudden sharp pain,” Mindy says smoothly as if nothing happened.
“You know, one of those
annoying,
pesky things that just seems to stab you out of nowhere?”
 
 
 

 

 
 
 
Lauren Landish is a #1 Contemporary Bestselling Romance Author. Her Sports Novel Blitzed reached #2 on the US Amazon Kindle Bestseller list and #1 in Canada in May 2016. Additionally, her other books have frequently cracked the top 10 and 20 on the Amazon Kindle Bestsellers lists.
Writing has always been her first love and she’s happy to write for women who are thirsty for a little heat in the bedroom!
Lauren now resides in North Carolina with her boyfriend and her fur baby.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Release Boost – Waiting To Breathe – (Series: Waiting Duet #1) – Author: Alyson Reynolds

 

 

 

Title: Waiting to Breathe

Series: Waiting Duet #1

Author: Alyson Reynolds

Genre: New Adult/Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 21, 2017

Blurb

 

She’s broken.

He’s lost.

Olivia Crawford had been through the ringer. All she wants is to start over without any complications or anyone figuring out her secrets. When her twin brother Finn convinces her to move back home and finish her degree at his school, it’s just the push she needs to start over. 

Nathaniel Ford is the golden boy of SCU. He seems like he has it all, perfect family, awesome friends and fraternity brothers, and a few buildings on campus with his last name on them. But things aren’t always what they seem.


From the first time Nate and Olivia bump into each other, literally, he wants more of her feisty attitude, but Olivia throws more walls up with each step he takes closer, and he isn’t sure he can break them down fast enough.

 

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Author Bio

Romance writer. Wife. Mother of two. Avid reader. Queen of multitasking.

Originally from the south, Alyson likes to incorporate what she knows into her books. She’s lived not only on the east coast, but the west coast and a few places in between. Alyson loves sharing stories about her crazy family to anyone who will listen. Her guilty pleasures consist of coffee, country music, brunch, breaking the rules, and pedicures. And she will always be a daddy’s girl.

When Alyson isn’t chasing around her two kiddos, she’s normally writing. Or reading. Her Kindle library is out of control. Alyson writes mainly contemporary novels and novellas with a bit of new adult mixed in.

 

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Release Boost – Knocking Boots – Willow Winters and Vivian Wood

 

Title: Knocking Boots: A Sexy Standalone Contemporary 
Authors: Willow Winters & Vivian Wood 
 
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
 
 
 
 
 
It started as a bet; now I don’t want to stop.
I was engaged once, and I learned my lesson. That’ll never happen again. Women come and go, but my bar is all I give a damn about. F*ck commitment. All I need is one night. It’s just for fun, and then it’s over.

Until she walked into my bar. My sweetheart.
Gorgeous from head to toe, she’s a woman who knows exactly what she wants. The whole nine yards, complete with a picket fence… not a southern bartender with commitment issues.
Maybe it was the challenge that drew me to her… maybe it was something else.
It was harmless flirting at first. Then it turned into a drunken deal.
She’s supposed to play my girlfriend until my sister’s wedding, just to get my family off my back.
Every day we get closer to the wedding, it’s harder and harder to deny what I’m feeling.
But she never wanted me to begin with. It was just a stupid bet.
She never told me what she wanted in return. I know what she’s desperate for though, a baby. A family to call her own.
I’m not ready to settle down, but damn I want to hold on to her for just a little longer.
But I can’t let “just a little longer” turn into forever.

She blushes and looks away. I wait for her. I just want her to open up to me. To talk to me. My fingers trail back down to her entrance and back up to her clit, a shudder running through her body.


 “Please,” she moans into the air, her back bowing as she tries to grind her pussy into my hand. I smile down at her. “Please what?”

“Please…” she hesitates to answer as her eyes dart behind me again. I look over my shoulder, but no one’s there.

“I’m not going to let anyone see,” I tell her firmly. If that’s what she’s scared about, we’ll be alright. We’re far enough away that no one’s going to catch us and if they come back here, I’ll be blocking their view. Her blue eyes flick to mine.
 “Please get me off.” My dick turns to stone at her asking me that. I can feel my zipper against my dick and I’m desperate to readjust it, but I can’t move my hand away from her pussy. “Anything for you,” I tell her in an even voice. How it’s not strained, I don’t know.
“Mmmhm. I think you need to unwind,” he says. “You’re so tense all the time.” “And you have an idea how I should unwind?” I say, opening my eyes. I already know what his idea is. 
I had the strength to walk away at the park… but like a moth to a flame, I came right back.
 A wicked grin lights up his features. It makes my toes want to curl. “I do. I think you just need to get laid.”
 
 

 

 
 
Willow Winters:  I like my action hot and my bad boys hotter. And I don’t hold back on either one in my writing.  I’m so happy to be a #1 Contemporary Bestselling Romance Author. I’m so grateful and honored!  I actually started writing after having my little girl, Evie, December 2015. All during my pregnancy with her I read. I only wanted to read romance, and I read EVERYTHING. I would read a book a day — sometimes two.  In January 2016 I was staying up late with her and just thinking of all these stories.  They came to me constantly. And I finally sat down and just started writing. I always wanted to do it so I figured, why not? I never thought I would reach this point of success, to be honest. It’s insane to me that I have so many fans. And I love each and every one of them for all of their support.
 
Vivian Wood likes to write about troubled, deeply flawed alpha males and the fiery, kick-ass women who bring them to their knees. 
Vivian’s lasting motto in romance is a quote from a favorite song: “Soulmates never die.”
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Release Boost – Don’t Speak Series: Modern Fairytale #5 (Standalone) Author: Katy Regnery

 

 

 

Title: Don’t Speak

Series: Modern Fairytale #5 (Standalone)

Author: Katy Regnery

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: February 27, 2017

 

Blurb

 

From New York Times bestseller Katy Regnery comes a new twist on a beloved fairytale.

In this modern retelling of The Little Mermaid, a fisherman’s daughter from an Outer Banks island untouched by time, meets the son of the North Carolina governor at a fancy party she helps to cater.

Laire, who wants more from life than her little island can offer, is swept away by wealthy, sophisticated Erik, who is, in turn, entranced by her naiveté and charm. The two spend a whirlwind summer together that ends on the knife-point of heartbreak and forces them to go their separate ways.

Years later, when fate finds them together once again, they will discover the terrifying depth of the secrets they kept from each other, and learn that shattered hearts can only be healed by a love that willfully refuses

to die.

All novels Katy Regnery’s ~a modern fairytale~ collection are written as fundraisers. 10% of the e-book sales for in March and April 2017 will be donated.

 

 

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The Vixen and the Vet (Beauty & the Beast) – available now (FREE!)
Never Let You Go (Hansel & Gretel) – available now
Ginger’s Heart (Little Red Riding Hood) – available now
Dark Sexy Knight (Camelot) – available now (99c!)
Don’t Speak (The Little Mermaid) – new release
Swan Song (The Ugly Duckling) – available late-2017

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Author Bio

 

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Katy Regnery started her writing career by enrolling in a short story class in January 2012. One year later, she signed her first contract and Katy’s first novel was published in September 2013.

Twenty-five books later, Katy claims authorship of the multi-titled, New York Times and USA Today Blueberry Lane Series, which follows the English, Winslow, Rousseau, Story, and Ambler families of Philadelphia; the six-book, bestselling ~a modern fairytale~ series; and several other standalone novels and novellas.

Katy’s first modern fairytale romance, The Vixen and the Vet, was nominated for a RITA® in 2015 and won the 2015 Kindle Book Award for romance. Katy’s boxed set, The English Brothers Boxed Set, Books #1–4, hit the USA Today bestseller list in 2015, and her Christmas story, Marrying Mr. English, appeared on the list a week later. In May 2016, Katy’s Blueberry Lane collection, The Winslow Brothers Boxed Set, Books #1-4, became a New York Times E-book bestseller.

In 2016, Katy signed a print-only agreement with Spencerhill Press. As a result, her Blueberry Lane paperback books will now be distributed to brick and mortar bookstores all over the United States.

Katy lives in the relative wilds of northern Fairfield County, Connecticut, where her writing room looks out at the woods, and her husband, two young children, two dogs, and one Blue Tonkinese kitten create just enough cheerful chaos to remind her that the very best love stories begin at home.

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Release Booost – The Boxer Series: Modern Love #2 Author: Piper Rayne

 

 

Title: The Boxer

Series: Modern Love #2

Author: Piper Rayne

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Release Date: March 1, 2017

 

 

Blurb

 

“Who knew a bad boy could mend a broken heart.”

What does a girl do after she discovers her fiancé is a cheating bastard?

In my case, I performed the ritual implosion of all scorned women. I drowned my sorrows in cases of white wine, wallowed in gallons of ice cream, and ignited a bonfire to burn away every damn remnant of his existence. Six months later, the only result was a permanent impression of my ass on the couch.

Adventure Dating my friends dared.

A new and exciting opportunity they said.

I thought they were crazy, but I’m not one to back down from a challenge, so I signed up for the entire four-week deal.

That’s where I saw HIM. Lucas Cummings. He isn’t the classic rich boy I usually end up with. The one whose idea of working up a sweat is waiting for his margarita to be served on the beach. Nope. He’s a rough and tough bad boy that all fathers warn their daughters about. You know the type. Cocky swagger, chiseled jaw—the ‘V’.

SOLD, I said to myself, until I discovered he was so much more than just a BOXER.

Left Hook.

Right to the heart.

 

 

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Excerpt

 

My mouth waters as the guy who propositioned me a half hour ago strips off his robe, revealing a set of abs I’m quite positive could wash the panties I just soaked. Jesus, he’s hot, with not one ounce of fat on him. His black silk shorts have a white band of fabric around his waist that says Raging Bull.

Lennon grabs my cup out of my hand.

“Hey,” I say, reaching for it.

“No, girl, you’re gonna want to be stone sober for this one. You don’t want to be like Whit the first night she and Cole got together.” She takes a sip, but I grab the cup back, knowing I need it more than I thought.

Especially when he glances down and a perfect set of sparkling teeth emerge, revealing a smile that has me gripping Lennon’s arm for support. Then he bites his bottom lip for a second, and my fingernails dig into Lennon’s bicep.

“Damn, I wish I saw him first.” Lennon’s voice sounds as dreamy as I feel. “You better ride him like you’re a fucking rodeo star, girl.” And there’s the Lennon I know and love.

The vodka man, now known as Lucas Cummings, turns around, continuing to bounce on his toes.

Sammie’s voice rings out once more, and another boxer enters with four bodyguards and a red silk robe. He weaves through the ropes and stares down Lucas. Lucas laughs, egging him on, and my gut twists.

“The undefeated Brock ‘Lights Out’ Hayes,” Sammie announces, and the guy jumps around the ring, waving both fists in the air.

Lucas turns back toward us, but his attention is focused solely on another guy. A small man rushes in the ring, putting Vaseline on his cheeks and forehead.

“This is the real deal.” The excitement in Lennon’s voice increases.

Lucas keeps peeking over at me, an uptick on his lips each time. Eventually, the guy who I assume is his manager glances over our way to see what’s distracting him.

Whit tugs on my arm and leans in close. “Someone has caught the boxer’s attention,” she whispers and I wish my cheeks didn’t heat like they are.

“Because he’s thinking of all the ways he’s going to fuck her later,” Lennon adds, turning her head for only a second.

“What?” Whitney asks, in the dark on the whole situation.

“I met him at the bar. He asked me to meet him after,” I say, and Whitney’s eyes crinkle as if she doesn’t think that’s a good idea. So thinks the girl who resorted to Tinder.

“Like you’d do that,” she says confidently, and I bite my lower lip. The lip that is now a little tingly from what I assume is the Everclear. “Tahlia, don’t you think you should wait for your second one-night stand for someone of his…caliber?”

Cole peeks over her shoulder. “I met him a few weeks ago when I came to watch the fights. Seems like an okay guy.”

Whitney raises her hand, and it smacks Cole in the face. He grabs his nose.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” She glances at him for a second before her eyes set on me again like a mother scolding her teenager.

“No, babe, it’s my fault. I know better than to try to get in the middle of a conversation between you three.” Cole touches his nose a few times and wiggles it around.

“Guess you’re not the kinda guy to jump in that ring then.” Lennon laughs and points at him. Cole raises his eyebrows in her direction.

“Are you challenging me, Lennon?” Cole asks and the three of us laugh.

Whitney waves her hands around. “Forget that. Tahlia, you can’t go have a one-night stand with someone like him.”

I look past Whitney to Cole. “I think you need to go over the one-night stand rules. First one being, you don’t know the person. Second qualification, you pick the hottest guy.”

Cole laughs, but Whitney only becomes more agitated. I’m not sure why she’s giving me trouble. She’s the one who brought me here tonight.

“Tahl,” she sighs.

“Whit,” I mimic her tone. “I’m a grown woman. I’ll be fine.”

Lennon elbows me a few times. “The blood is about to spew,” she says and jumps up, screaming, “Go, black shorts!”

Lucas turns around to Lennon and then cocks an eyebrow in her direction. For a second, jealousy spikes within me, but when his gaze turns to me and he smirks, I melt. Unable to deal with the thought that the guy up in the ring could be inside of me in a few hours, I tip the rest of my Everclear and down it.

 

 

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Piper Rayne, or Piper and Rayne, whichever you prefer because we’re not one author, we’re two. Yep, you get two established authors for the price of one. You might be wondering if you know us? Maybe you’ll read our books and figure it out. Maybe you won’t. Does it really matter?


We aren’t trying to stamp ourselves with a top-secret label. We wanted to write without apology. We wanted to not be pigeon holed into a specific outline. We wanted to give readers a story without them assuming how the story will flow. Everyone has their favorite authors, right? And when you pick up their books, you expect something from them. Whether it’s an alpha male, heavy angst, a happily ever after, there’s something you are absolutely certain the book will contain. Heck, we’re readers, too, we get it.

What can we tell you about ourselves? We both have kindle’s full of one-clickable books. We’re both married to husbands who drive us to drink. We’re both chauffeurs to our kids. Most of all, we love hot heroes and quirky heroines that make us laugh, and we hope you do, too.

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Release Boost – Delude – Jacob Chance

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By Jacob Chance

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She wasn’t part of my original plan for revenge, but one glance at her and
I was entranced. I followed her for weeks, observing her habits. I’ve been
in her apartment numerous times, learning anything and everything I can
about her. She’s become an obsession and I’ll do whatever it takes to make
her mine.

 

It’s only a matter of time before I have her where I want her…

on her knees and at my mercy.

Soon, there will be no secrets between us.

 

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Who is she? My eyes narrow as I take in the red haired nymph on the dance
floor. Studying her movements, I notice she’s graceful and fluid, yet sexy
at the same time. Watching her hips sensually sway to the slower tempo and
grind to the thumping bass has my teeth clenching and my heart pounding
wildly in my chest. I fight an instinctive urge to rush over, take her in
my arms and never let her go.

What the hell is wrong with me? I’ve never had this reaction to a woman
before. Usually they’re just a means to get off – a nameless, faceless hole
to fuck. I use them hard and fast, bringing them extreme pleasure and pain
because one isn’t as good without the other.

I’m tempted to slide behind her and let my hands roam over the gentle
curves of her hips then slip around her waist to pull her flush against the
front of me. There’d be no mistaking the effect her body has on me. She’d
wiggle her ass against my cock, teasing me, then flick her eyes over her
shoulder with a small playful smile on her shiny red lips. My fingers would
slide down the soft material of her dress to skim along the bottom edge,
trailing over her silky thighs. She’d tremble from my touch, proof she
wants me too.

Merely thinking about it has me fighting the overwhelming urge to carry her
off and have my wicked way with her. I want to see her cuffed to my bed,
whimpering and begging for my tongue or hard cock.

She returns to the table in the back corner of Quake, a popular club in
Boston, with her friends. Her cheeks are flushed pink from dancing and her
hair falls around her shoulders in a sexy disarray of waves.

My eyes scan the faces of the people she’s with. I know the names and have
background information on them all. I’m well acquainted with some, more
than others. I grimace as my hand rubs over my stomach. It was only weeks
ago that I had a knife buried to the hilt in my gut and I was at death’s
doorstep. Seeing the person responsible causes anger to burn through my
veins.

Taking a deep breath I flick my gaze back to the living red haired angel.
Immediately, I feel a sense of calm wash over me. She’s the only new face
amongst them and now that I’ve seen her – no other matters. I have to find
out who she is. I need to learn all I can about her.

Her eyes scan the room as if she can sense the heat of my stare. I smirk
knowing she feels it too. This pulsing attraction between us is powerful
and it needs to be explored. It will be explored. When I set my mind to
something, nothing stands in my way.

Her hands smooth down the material on the back of her dress before she
sits. She awkwardly tugs down the bottom to provide as much modesty as
possible, but the short length leaves a good portion of her long sleek legs
exposed. I can tell she’s uncomfortable and I smile at her modesty. There’s
a sense of innocence about her I find extremely attractive.

Round after round of drinks are ordered by her friends as I stand here,
studying her every move, slowly sipping a beer. Watching her tongue make a
slow trek around the rim of her margarita glass, licking up all traces of
salt has me mesmerized.

She throws her head back laughing and her long red hair tumbles past her
shoulders.

What would her hair feel like trailing over my bare chest if she bent down
to kiss me while riding my cock?

I need to know who this precious angel is. Seeing her tonight isn’t a
coincidence. Fate placed her in my path for a reason.

Standing to the side of the bar, my shoulder braced against a white stucco
pillar, my casual body language conceals the hurricane of emotions she’s
stirring up in me. She’s an unexpected twist in my well thought out plan. I
can’t wait to get to know her.

Let the games begin…

 

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Release Boost – The Bartender – Piper Rayne

 

 

Title: The Bartender

Series: Modern Love #1

Author: Piper Rayne

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Release Date: February 1, 2017

 

Blurb

 

Who knew sleeping with the enemy could be this fun? 

Was the one night stand a good idea?

Well, no. Probably not in retrospect.

In my defense I had just moved back into my grandparent’s house, I’d lost my dream job, and a guy on Tinder had stood me up. It was like life had suddenly stamped ‘LOSER’ on my forehead.

So when the guy behind the bar started giving me THE look…you know, the one that promised I’d be screaming his name into the wee hours of the morning? When that guy

also has the perfect amount of scruff on his chiseled chin, biceps bulging out of his t-shirt, and a cocky grin you knew he’d earned in the sack…when he gives you that look, you don’t bother to figure out what your six degrees of separation are. You jump on that horse and ride it!

Pun fully and completely intended. And accurate by the way.

I fully admit to feeling sorry for myself and acting impulsively, but by the time I’d figured out WHO the bartender was, I was already falling for him.

 

 

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Excerpt

 

An hour and a half later and hot stuff has come around the bar to take the seat beside me and join me on my mission to get shit-faced. I have to admit, I’m enjoying his company, but it doesn’t exactly make him Employee of the Year given the fact that he’s supposed to be working.

“Won’t your boss be mad that you’re drinking on the job?” I ask.

That damn dimple makes another appearance again before he answers. “Nah, he’s cool. It’s dead in here tonight. If anyone comes in, I’ll be sure they get what they need.” His gaze rakes up and down my small frame, and I get the distinct impression that he’s picturing me naked.

Jeez, I hope my nakedness looks amazing in his brain. Given the half-crooked smile on his face, I think it must. I wonder if his imagination is good enough to picture that dimple in my ass that doesn’t ever seem to want to disappear, regardless of how much I weigh.

As if he’s tempted fate with his words, the bell over the door dings and an older gentleman walks in and seats himself at one of the bar tables across the room.

“Be right back.” Cole pats my hand before he rises from his seat.

It was an innocent gesture, but it makes me think dirty things. The heat from his hand seeps up my arm like a bee sting and settles somewhere in my chest.

I watch him walk away and can’t help but notice the way his ass perfectly fills out his jeans. It bunches and flexes as his long strides take him across the bar. Maybe Lennon is right and it has been too long since I’ve been with a man.

It’s then that I realize that Tinder dude still hasn’t shown up. The bar isn’t busy, probably since it’s the middle of the week, and I’ve been chatting—okay, flirting—with Cole and hadn’t realized how much time had passed. I grab my phone from my purse and open the app to see that I have a new message. Pussylickr69: Not coming. Sorry found someone else who wasn’t so much werk. Fury causes my face to heat as I type out a quick reply that might be, and by that I mean most definitely is, alcohol-fueled. Whiteebanter: Yeah, I can see how thirty minutes of conversation is too much foreplay for you. Fuck you and your lack of knowledge of the English language. You spell work with an ‘o,’ dipshit. There. That’ll show him. With a frown, I drop my phone back into my purse.

“Everything okay?” Cole asks as he takes the seat beside me again.

I sigh. “Yeah, I just found out that Pussylicker isn’t coming anymore.”

Cole nearly spits out the sip of drink he’s just taken and has a coughing fit before he fully recovers. “Excuse me?”

“I was waiting for a guy from Tinder to show up, but he just ditched me because apparently it was too much work to have a drink with me before taking me back to his place to bang me.” I spin my glass in place on the bar top.

“You’re trolling for guys on Tinder?” Cole howls with laughter so hard he has to hold his stomach. I love the way the laugh looks on his face—the way it crinkles his eyes at the corners and how it showcases his perfect teeth. But all that aside, it’s irritating.

“It’s not that funny.” This guy might be hot, but right now he’s working my nerves.

“Actually, it is. Why the hell would a woman like you resort to finding someone to fuck on a dating site?”

The way the word ‘fuck’ rolls off his tongue has all my womanly parts contracting and wishing that it was an invitation to do just that. But never mind that, because I’m annoyed at him, I just barely remember through my drunken haze.

“What do you mean a woman like me?” I try to do air quotes around the last part, but my balance isn’t what it was three hours ago, and I almost topple off my stool, so I quickly grab on to the bar in front of me.

“Beautiful. Intelligent. Likable. Smartass.” He ticks each word off on one hand while he speaks and he says it like he means it. I hold his stare for a minute before realization dawns.

“Hey! I’m a B.I.L.F. You know, like a M.I.L.F. Only different.” I’m so impressed that I thought of that given my current state.

Cole chuckles with an amused gleam in his eyes. “Only better,” he says.

Our gazes lock for a beat and it’s at that moment I know that if I offer myself up to this guy, he’ll be more than willing to send me on the walk of shame tomorrow morning. Heat rushes into my cheeks and I look away. As much bravado as I had earlier about my Tinder escapade, I’m not sure I can do this. Be this girl so full of confidence that she bangs a stranger with no qualms about it.

My elation has crash-landed on the ground as I realize I’m not able to pull the trigger and make an advance toward him. I also know I’ll probably regret it forever because this man is so far beyond good-looking that it’s a speck in the rear-view mirror. Not to mention the fact that he’s sexy as hell and seems to be a decent human being. Which is more impossible to find in the Bay area than someone who doesn’t think they’re allergic to gluten.

I take a deep breath and finish the last couple of gulps of my drink and push the glass in Cole’s direction.

“Another, please.”

Cole tosses back the rest of his drink and I watch as his Adam’s apple bobs in his throat while the liquid slides down.

Damn. That is sexy.

Why is that sexy?

“I’m going to join you for another as well.” He gets up off his bar stool and before walking away he comes to stand directly behind me. “Assuming you want me to stick around?”

His breath washes across my neck and my ear and I close my eyes for a brief moment to enjoy the sensation. “I’d like that,” I say with all honesty.

“Good. I know the first guy let you down, but don’t worry… I’ve been told I lick pussy like a boss.”

And with that, he walks away while I struggle to keep my heart from pounding out of my chest.

I’m out of my league with this guy. I know it and there’s a good chance that he knows it, too.

But ask yourself this, ladies… if you were called up to the big leagues from the minors, would you say no?

 

 

Author Bio

 

Piper Rayne, or Piper and Rayne, whichever you prefer because we’re not one author, we’re two. Yep, you get two established authors for the price of one. You might be wondering if you know us? Maybe you’ll read our books and figure it out. Maybe you won’t. Does it really matter?


We aren’t trying to stamp ourselves with a top-secret label. We wanted to write without apology. We wanted to not be pigeon holed into a specific outline. We wanted to give readers a story without them assuming how the story will flow. Everyone has their favorite authors, right? And when you pick up their books, you expect something from them. Whether it’s an alpha male, heavy angst, a happily ever after, there’s something you are absolutely certain the book will contain. Heck, we’re readers, too, we get it.

What can we tell you about ourselves? We both have kindle’s full of one-clickable books. We’re both married to husbands who drive us to drink. We’re both chauffeurs to our kids. Most of all, we love hot heroes and quirky heroines that make us laugh, and we hope you do, too.

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