NEW COVER and new sexy excerpt.
Yes, alas I changed the cover of CRASH & BURN. On Amazon the graphics and font simply didn't mesh and broke my heart.
So I'll save the beautiful image of these two hard-headed lovers and here's a reveal of the new cover for this red-hot scorcher of a romance. I hope you like it!
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YEXCERPTY
“Is this how you get a
client’s attention?” she asked, squeezing her muscles around his erection.
“God, you’re amazing.” The
skin along his jaw twitched; he slammed back into her before responding. “We’ve
already addressed that you are a special case. One that requires my complete
and personal attention. No more talking, unless it’s my name on your lips. Put that dirty mouth of yours to work and tell
me how my cock feels inside you.”
He felt amazing, but she
couldn’t tell him and have those words lingering between them. “No,” she
whispered.
“Christ, Alana. You’re so
hard-headed.” He pumped his hips, rocking up and down, slamming his cock into
her again and again. “Tell me. Do you like when we fuck like this?”
Wrapping her legs around
his waist, she wanted to shout, Of course I do. Who wouldn’t want an animal
between her legs, fucking like nobody’s business?
She stared back at him,
aching with something foreign that promised to slice to ribbons her ability to
remain encased and safe in her insulated, circumscribed world. “Why? You don’t
get enough compliments on your work?”
He stopped moving his hips,
changing tactics as he twisted his hands in her hair. “Don’t backslide! I’ll
haul your arse across my lap and take care of this issue of your snappy
remarks. Or is that what you’re after?” He spoke in a low, controlled voice and
she had no answer. For a second, they gazed at one another in a stand-off.
She arched a brow. “I’ll go
with the fifth.”
“I see,” he said, and
pulled out of her. In the next instant she was picked up and, true to his word,
she lay stretched across his lap, facing the floor. “You count, and if you
don’t we begin all over again. On one.”
She tried to scramble off
his lap, and that’s when it happened. Smack!
Hard.
Loud.
And painful. “Jesus
Christ,” she breathed out without thinking.
“Not even close. Do we need
to go over introductions again as well?”
The white-hot-poker
scorching eased and his hold on her loosened. Not a lot, but enough to take a
breath. “I’m not laughing. That hurts,” she snapped.
“Something tells me that
much of these next two weeks will involve inflicting pain to capture your
fleeting attention span.”
“Don’t be a d—,”she cut
herself off, choosing another route. “Ridiculous.”
“Good save, Alana. But too
late. You owe me, and it’s probably best if you pay the piper now so we can get
on with the morning. Time is wasting. Count with me.” His hand rubbed down her
ass cheeks, onto the back of her thighs. Gasping, she immediately noted when he
lifted his hand, and could hear his inhalation. “Now,” he said.
“One,” she whispered,
unsure of what to expect as she focused on his hand meeting her backside.
Again, the blaze of his large palm coming into screaming contact with her ass
had her arching. Exhaling.
“Steady,” he said, pushing
her back onto his lap, and then he lifted his hand. “Again.”
“Two,” she said between gritted teeth.
He spanked another section
of her ass, spreading the fire from one side of her rear-end to the other. The
flaring pain had her wriggling on top of his legs. At first, she did so just to
ease the fiery assault, but then she latched onto an urge to spread her thighs
open, on the verge of coming apart. The desire for him to tantalize her
sky-rocketed.
“Please, Jonathan.”
“Not until we’re through.”
His voice sounded strained. Even so, that didn’t stop him from raising his hand
again, or the firm smack he delivered that unleashed a flurry of flashing
lights in front of her eyes.
“Three…three,” she panted.
“Let’s pick up the pace now
that you’ve got this part. And afterwards, I’m going to fuck you the way I’ve
wanted to ever since you and that smart mouth of yours sounded off last night.”
“Just do it now. God, I
want you inside me.”
“Patience. That’s precisely
what you need to learn.”
Her head snapped up, and
she struggled to remain silent. And him? He needed to learn he couldn’t just do
exactly what he pleased. She’d never met a man who stomped through life as
though it were one big oyster bed, his to pluck whatever pearl lay within his
reach. If there were lessons to learn, J.P. Lansing had a few of his own to
acquire. Alana clenched her jaw in a haphazard stifling of the crushing urge to
speak her mind.
Then he laughed as his hand
rubbed down her backside.
Unable to stop feeding him
fuel for this sexual firestorm he had set blazing between them, she flung back,
“And you’re going to teach me?”
“Absolutely. My pleasure.”
He smacked her ass to prove his point.
The scorch wrenched a yelp
from her, and she quickly croaked. “Five. Dammit. No, four.”
“That’s it. Baby, you’re so
wet. God, this is what you need from me. Isn’t it?” His hot breath charged over
her blazing skin. She felt his fingers stroking her swollen sex. The world
stopped spinning. Her breath caught.
“Jon,” she whispered as a
sheen of perspiration flashed over her body. She pressed backward onto his
finger and exploded.
“Not yet. Sweetheart,
soon.” Hot, blistering smacks coupled with his fingers delving into the space
between her slick folds had Alana scrunching her eyes shut as she choked,
barely audible, counting each spank he delivered.
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CRASH & BURN ~ BOOK #2 OF THE RULE BREAKER SERIES
BOOK #3 ~ IT'S a BITCH is coming Winter 2014
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