In the tradition of E.L. James and Sylvia Day comes a
sultry
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WINNING THE BILLIONAIRE
Seattle Bachelors #2
Releasing June 14th, 2016
Forever Yours
In the tradition of E.L. James and
Sylvia Day comes a sultry new series starring women who want to live out their
When it comes to love, this
Software mogul Christina McKenzie
Sebastian’s never been one to settle
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“Damn
it, Christina.” He pivoted and stalked across the space between them, backed
her against the counter behind her, and set his hands on either side of her.
His eyes narrowed, his gaze hot and confrontational. “Go. Home.”
it, Christina.” He pivoted and stalked across the space between them, backed
her against the counter behind her, and set his hands on either side of her.
His eyes narrowed, his gaze hot and confrontational. “Go. Home.”
More
than a little surprised by his sudden nearness, she swallowed hard, her heart
hammering a mile a minute. He was so close, his every breath whispered over her
lips, warm, with a slight hint of mint that made her yearn to discover the
flavor on his tongue. She ignored the intense desire to close the remaining
inches between them and held her ground. This wasn’t about her desire. He
needed her, whether he wanted to admit it or not.
than a little surprised by his sudden nearness, she swallowed hard, her heart
hammering a mile a minute. He was so close, his every breath whispered over her
lips, warm, with a slight hint of mint that made her yearn to discover the
flavor on his tongue. She ignored the intense desire to close the remaining
inches between them and held her ground. This wasn’t about her desire. He
needed her, whether he wanted to admit it or not.
She
angled her chin higher. “Or what? I’m not afraid of you. You can’t boss me
around.”
angled her chin higher. “Or what? I’m not afraid of you. You can’t boss me
around.”
If
he wanted a fight, though, she’d give him one, because she knew him enough to
know he would attempt to intimidate her. No doubt in order to get her to leave
him aloneto his misery. If a subject had anything to do with emotion, he
avoided it as if itwere a highly contagious disease. She’d never let the
tactic work before, and she wouldn’tnow .
he wanted a fight, though, she’d give him one, because she knew him enough to
know he would attempt to intimidate her. No doubt in order to get her to leave
him alone
avoided it as if it
tactic work before, and she wouldn’t
This
time, though, he didn’t do what she expected him to. Rather, his right hand
slid into her hair, and before she could blink, he pulled her mouth to his. He
didn’t give her a chance to back away, to approve or deny his assault. His kiss
wasn’t fleeting, either, or soft and seductive, the way she’d always
envisioned. His lips plied hers, tugging and demanding. His tongue stroked the
seam of her mouth, a hot slide that had her gasping and opening for him. He
took full advantage and swept in, his tongue restless in her mouth.
time, though, he didn’t do what she expected him to. Rather, his right hand
slid into her hair, and before she could blink, he pulled her mouth to his. He
didn’t give her a chance to back away, to approve or deny his assault. His kiss
wasn’t fleeting, either, or soft and seductive, the way she’d always
envisioned. His lips plied hers, tugging and demanding. His tongue stroked the
seam of her mouth, a hot slide that had her gasping and opening for him. He
took full advantage and swept in, his tongue restless in her mouth.
She
whimpered. What she needed to do was
push him away. He wasn’t thinking clearly. He was lost in grief. Her body,
however, didn’t seem to be listening. His mouth was warm and luscious, and her
arms wound themselves around his neck. How many times over the years had she
imagined this moment? How many times had she stroked herself to orgasm
fantasizing about his hands and his mouth on her body? Yet the reality far
exceeded the fantasy, and God help her, she didn’t have the strength to deny
him.
whimpered. What she needed to do was
push him away. He wasn’t thinking clearly. He was lost in grief. Her body,
however, didn’t seem to be listening. His mouth was warm and luscious, and her
arms wound themselves around his neck. How many times over the years had she
imagined this moment? How many times had she stroked herself to orgasm
fantasizing about his hands and his mouth on her body? Yet the reality far
exceeded the fantasy, and God help her, she didn’t have the strength to deny
him.
Unfortunately,
the fantasy didn’t last long. As abruptly as he’d grabbed her, he released her.
His breaths came harsh and shallow, his chest heaving in time with the fierce
pounding of her heart.
the fantasy didn’t last long. As abruptly as he’d grabbed her, he released her.
His breaths came harsh and shallow, his chest heaving in time with the fierce
pounding of her heart.
“That’s
what. It’s been a shitty day, Tina, and I’m feeling very ornery and very
needy.” As if to prove his point, he set his hands on the counter on either
side of her and leaned into her, rocking his hips against hers.
what. It’s been a shitty day, Tina, and I’m feeling very ornery and very
needy.” As if to prove his point, he set his hands on the counter on either
side of her and leaned into her, rocking his hips against hers.
The
full press of his lean body against her had any thought of protest flitting
away like wisps on a breeze. Sebastian was aroused, and his erection pressed
into the softness of her stomach. He didn’t feel like a small boy, either. She
itched to reach down and stroke the length of his cock. She longed to put an end
to the wondering and finally discover exactly how big he really was, yearned to
know the soft, intimate heat of his skin.
full press of his lean body against her had any thought of protest flitting
away like wisps on a breeze. Sebastian was aroused, and his erection pressed
into the softness of her stomach. He didn’t feel like a small boy, either. She
itched to reach down and stroke the length of his cock. She longed to put an end
to the wondering and finally discover exactly how big he really was, yearned to
know the soft, intimate heat of his skin.
The
intensity of his stare held her trapped. Sapphires. He had eyes the colors of
deep, brilliant sapphires. Theywere usually intense and focused. Right then,
they were in full seduction mode. Never in a million years would she have
thought to find herself on the receiving end of that captivating stare. She’d
never been the kind of girl who went all tongue-tied over a man, who giggled and
sighed. She was a woman in a male-dominated industry; she could hold her own
with most men. But right then? God help her, she wanted to do exactly that:
giggle like a giddy schoolgirl and beg him to fuck her senseless.
intensity of his stare held her trapped. Sapphires. He had eyes the colors of
deep, brilliant sapphires. They
they were in full seduction mode. Never in a million years would she have
thought to find herself on the receiving end of that captivating stare. She’d
never been the kind of girl who went all tongue-tied over a man, who giggled and
sighed. She was a woman in a male-dominated industry; she could hold her own
with most men. But right then? God help her, she wanted to do exactly that:
giggle like a giddy schoolgirl and beg him to fuck her senseless.
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