Blog Tour :Shattered Innocence by Alexis Noelle

~ Synopsis ~

Growing up poor and with a set of parents who couldn’t care less about her, Jessica 

Evans was on her own. She knew she wanted better and was determined to make 

it through college. Her only problem was that she was broke, and college was 

expensive. That’s when she was introduced to the world of depravity and scandal 

Damon Shaw has just been assigned to take over the day-to-day operations of the 

escort service where he’s has been working for almost five years. He immediately 

bumps heads with the sexy and stubborn Jessica. Damon is determined to show 

Jessica who is in control and make her follow his every instruction.

When the two get together, sparks begin to fly. Jessica and Damon will challenge and 

enrage each other at every turn. The sting of words and the temptation of seduction 

are ever present between them. Damon is not at all what he seems. When all hell 

breaks loose, will Damon and Jessica make it or will she send him packing?

that she currently resides in.

~ Review ~

4 Stars 

This book was good.  I enjoyed reading it, but it was too much pushing and pulling between the H/h.  It is full of betrayal, lies, hot sexy and a lot of angst.

Jessica is surviving the only way she knows how.  She doesn't like what she does, but it is the only way she can pay her bills and have time for school.  She knows once Damon becomes the boss man she is in trouble.  She is attracted to him and she doesn't want him to know what she does.  Even though he already knows.  How can she ever have a guy like him?

Damon is a jerk.  He is so hot and cold.  He is the cause of all the pushing and pulling in their relationship.  He can't make up his mind what he wants.  He knows he wants Jessica, but he doesn't like what she does.  Can he find a happy medium?  Can they even have a relationship?

This book will take you places you are not prepared for. I was so flustered through this book because of the hot and cold act.  But the ending is all worth it.  Yes it is a cliffy, but you shouldn't have to wait too long for book two!!

~ Excerpt ~

When I hear Lo bang at the door again, I’m ready to kill her. Hoping she will go away I don’t make any moves to get up, then I hear the banging again. I slowly get up, throw on my shorts, and open the door. I’m ready to give her hell. Until I see Damon standing there.

He reaches down and grabs my right hand lifting it toward his face. My legs almost give out as I watch him insert each of my fingers into his mouth and suck on them.

“The phone wasn’t enough for me.” He backs me into my room, closing the door and locking it again. Damon steps forward and I’m now pressed against the door. “I can’t wait too long to bury my aching dick inside you. I do need to taste that beautiful fucking pussy, though.” He drops down in front of me, yanks my shorts down, and I step out of them quickly. His hands skim up my legs hooking his arms around the back of my knees. I almost fall from the lack of balance when he lifts them up and rests my legs on his shoulders.

His nose runs along my inner thigh and my body heats almost to the point of pain. Damon runs his tongue slowly up the length of my pussy stopping at my clit and sucking it into his mouth. I lift my arms above my head and grab onto the doorframe for support. In doing this I thrust myself toward him more and he groans in appreciation. His fingers join his mouth going to town on my already sensitive area. Before I know what hits me, my legs are starting to tremble in anticipation of my impending orgasm. When he pulls away from me, I whine in disappointment.

He untangles my legs from his shoulders, and stands up. As his arms come up, grab the hem of my shirt and lift it over my head. “How is it possible that I missed you so fucking much when I just saw you earlier.”

I smile, not knowing how to respond to his declaration of feelings. Damon takes my hand and leads me over to my bed, stopping just at the edge of it. My back is now to his front and I can feel his erection pressed against my ass through the thin shorts he has on. I reach behind me and hook my thumbs into his waistband and slowly lower them and myself to the floor. When I stand back up I do it slowly making sure to stick my ass out and trail it over his body.

His fingers grip my hips. “I would love to fucking cherish every inch of you but I want you too damn bad.” Before I can even think of a response, he pulls back and slams into me. “God damn perfect.”

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~ Author Bio ~

Alexis Noelle lives in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania with her husband, three kids, and a dog. On top a writing career, she is a full-time student and a full-time mom. She loves spending time with her kids, although she has to hide the computer from them when she is writing! She love being active and being outdoors, especially if it involves any kind of shopping.

She has always been passionate about writing. She loves to read romance books and feels like being able to lose yourself in a book is one of the more exciting aspects. The books she loves to read and write will be ones that make you feel for the characters. Ashley believes that you should have an opinion on every character in a book whether you love them, hate them, or think they are up to something.

She also believes that the most important critic is your reader, so she loves to hear from the readers. She want her fans to be open & talk to her about what they want for the characters in the story, and what they would like to see happen. 

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Release Day Blitz: Point of Freedom by Stacey Lynn

 

Title: Point of Freedom (Nordic Lords MC, #3)

Author: Stacey Lynn

Release Date: October 23, 2014

   

~ Synopsis ~

Hatred. Desire. Broken Dreams. Jules McAllister has loved and lost. She experienced the gut wrenching pain of grief after her boyfriend, Scratch, a member of the Nordic Lords MC, died on the same night that she told him they were going to have a child. Grief stricken and destroyed, she left Jasper Bay, unable to tell anyone the truth of what really happened that fateful night. When her childhood friend, Olivia needs her, Jules realizes it’s time to return home and give her daughter what she wants most – a family. But Jules didn’t count on the tumultuous emotions she would feel around Scratch’s brooding and angry brother, Jaden. Jaden has vowed to never forgive Jules for, what he feels is her role his brother’s death. Being face to face with Jules again, who is now a mother to a young child, he finds that his anger hasn’t waned and swears to have nothing to do with mom or child. But how can he reconcile the burning fury in his soul with the irrational urge to touch her? To taste her? To own her completely? Can wounded hearts that still bleed ever be healed? And can two people broken by their pasts find freedom from their pain in each other? Or will a night of passion destroy them both?  

~ Review ~

5 Stars

I have been waiting for Jaden's book since Point of Return came out.  I thought Ryker and Faith were going to be my favorite couple, but I think Jaden and Jules are my favorite.  Something about them draws me in.

Jules is struggling with the lose of her first love still.  She never planned to come home again, but she got herself into some trouble and her friend needed her.   She tries to stay away from Jaden because she can she the hatred in his eyes.  It doesn't matter what she does it is never good enough for him.  All she wants is for her daughter to know him.  Since she can't know her father she should be able to know her uncle.  Can Jules and Jaden look beyond their past and come together for Sophie?

Jaden is fighting his feelings for Jules.  He has is attracted to her, but he also hates her because of his brother’s death.  He knows the way he treats Sophie isn't right, but he can't help it.  He is an a**.   Can he overcome his differences with Jules and make a better life for Sophie?

This is an amazing story.  Not only do we see Jaden struggle with his feelings with Jules we get to see him connect with a three year old.  Plus Liv, Damien, Faith, Ryker and Finn are all in this book also.  I cannot wait to read Finn's book.

~ Teaser ~

Drool pooled at the edges of my mouth as I stared at him in the early morning daylight. So early that I could tell through the cheap, dusty blinds that the sun was just starting to come up. The small glimpse of light was enough for me to know that he might look like Scratch… But he didn’t. He was hard and defined and rough and angry in a way that was uniquely him. I licked my lips, tried to turn around and search for my damn shoes. I had to get out of there. Quickly. But when I did, my hip bumped his table and I let out a quiet curse, biting my lip to keep from swearing louder. “Your shoes are in the truck.” Crap. I’d woken the beast.  

Point of Return (Nordic Lords MC, #1)

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~ About the Author ~

 

Amazon Bestselling Author of the Just One Song series, Don't Lie to Me, Remembering Us and the Nordic Lords MC series. I am a wife, a mom, and a writer. I can often be found curled up on the couch with a good book, or obsessively eating Skittles in a very complicated and organized manner. No joke.

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Release Day Blitz and Giveaway: Rowdy by Jay Crownover

 

We are over the moon excited to bring you the Release Day Launch for ROWDY by Jay Crownover!! ROWDY is the fifth novel in her Marked Men Series published by William Morrow, and imprint of HarperCollins and you do NOT want to miss it!

 

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EXCERPT: WHEN I PUT THE key he had given me in the door to his apartment it felt like the end of a long journey. Really it was only a little over twelve hours and I had stopped to nap once along the way, but it still felt like too long since I had seen his face or been able to touch all that toned and tattooed skin. Jimbo greeted me at the door when I pushed it open. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and he jumped up and put his paws on my legs. He was going to be huge when he finally grew into his fuzzy body and I was overwhelmed at how happy I was to see him. I dropped to my knees and rubbed my face in his neck as he licked me all over my face. I was obviously missed and I had to say it was just one more reason I knew I was finally where I was supposed to be. It was late, so the apartment was dark. I checked the dog’s food and water, trying to be quiet in case Rowdy was already asleep. I was winding my way toward his bedroom when a haphazardly discarded sketch pad lying on the couch caught my eye in the dim light. I paused for a minute to pick it up and felt my heart stop and then start to race as I flipped through the first few pages. There were a couple of drawings that were obviously for clients, tattoos that hadn’t made it from paper to skin yet, but most of the pristine white pages were covered with images wearing my face. There was mermaid me, and naughty- sailor- girl me. There was sassy Indian girl me with long Pocahontas braids and there was sexy devil me standing next to angelic me. There were dozens of them all in different shapes and sizes, but every single image was undoubtedly modeled after my distinct look. I wasn’t sure if he had drawn them all over this last week while I had been gone or over the months we had been chasing each other in circles. Either way it made my heart swell and the full certainty that I was it for him settle deep inside my bones. I set the pad down and tiptoed through the hall. Jimbo took one look at where I was going and huffed out a disgusted- sounding snort. The poor guy had learned early on that he wanted no part of what happened between his humans when they were together in the bedroom. The light was off and Rowdy was sprawled on his stomach across the covers. His blond hair was sticking up every- where and he hand one arm bent up under his head. The only thing that could have made the sight better would have been if he hadn’t bothered with the black boxers before crashing out. Even with them obscuring the view, I couldn’t complain. I let out a breathless sigh and crept closer so that I could lean over and touch my lips to that anchor on the side of his neck. I felt his pulse leap and tasted the salt on his skin as he murmured sleepily and rolled over onto his back. Those infinitely blue eyes glowed at me in the dark as a grin pulled up the corner of his mouth. “Hey.”     About ROWDY: The New York Times and USA Today bestselling Marked Men series continues with this sizzling, sexy story of love, heartbreak, fate, and second chances. After the only girl he ever loved told him that he would never be enough, Rowdy St. James knocked the Texas dust off his boots and set out to live up to his nickname. A good ol’ boy looking for good times and good friends, Rowdy refuses to take anything too seriously, especially when it comes to the opposite sex. Burned by love once, he isn’t going to let himself trust a woman again. But that’s before his new co-worker arrives, a ghost from the past who’s suddenly making him question every lesson he ever learned. Salem Cruz grew up in house with too many rules and too little fun—a world of unhappiness she couldn’t wait to forget. But one nice thing from childhood has stayed with her; the memory of the sweet, blue-eyed boy next door who’d been head over heels in love with her little sister. Now, fate and an old friend have brought her and Rowdy together, and Salem is determined to show him that once upon a time he picked the wrong sister. A mission that is working perfectly—until the one person that ties them together appears, threatening to tear them apart for good.    

About Jay Crownover:   

Jay Crownover is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Marked Men series. She also introduced the dark and sexy world of The Point in a new series this last summer starting with BETTER WHEN HE's BAD. Like her characters, she is a big fan of tattoos. She loves music and wishes she could be a rock star, but since she has no aptitude for singing or instrument playing, she'll settle for writing stories with interesting characters that make the reader feel something. She lives in Colorado with her three dogs.

    

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Blog Tour and Giveaway: Stay by B.a. Wolfe

~ Synopsis ~

Fate took Cassandra down a path she never expected. Then a small town in Colorado gave her exactly what she needed—until tragedy left her heartbroken and devastated. Alone with only her child and her memories, Cassie struggled to put her life back together, one day at a time, piece by piece. Finding love again was something she never thought possible. That was, until she ran into an unlikely stranger who flipped her entire world on its axis. Aidan had a secret locked away in his heart; one that would surely send Cassie running the second she discovered it. He held onto her closely and kept his secret guarded, but one careless mistake could reveal all. Their friendship was strong, their moments beautiful, and the love that brewed between them intense—something neither denied. The only problem? Cassie was slowly letting him into her life. Could she let herself get close to the one person she didn’t think she should? Her mind tells her to run, but her heart tells her to stay.  

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~ Review ~

4.5 Stars 

 This book was hard for me to read.  I really loved Jase and didn't want to let him go.  He was it for me.  I knew I needed to let myself fall for Dan!! I did love him, but he didn't take Jase's place!!

Cassie is trying to piece herself back together after being broken.  She has had a very difficult life.  Her parents are worthless pieces of crap.  So when she ran and crash in the middle of nowhere and met Jase she thought she had it made.  Then Jase was taken from her and her life was going downhill.  She has a baby to take care of and her best friend Mel and Moose to help her out.  She doesn't want to find anyone else to replace Jase, but Mel is encouraging her to live again. She has been depressed for a year.  Mel doesn't want her to forget Jase just let him go so she can move on and live again.  But when she keeps having run ins with Aiden she finally wants to open up.  But when she finds out who he is will she still give their relationship a chance? Or is the betrayal too much for her already fragile heart?

Aiden wasn't expecting to ever run into Cassie.  His only goal was to watch her and protect her.  He has been doing that for the last year without any run ins.  But after their first run in he can't stay away and he can no longer watch her for his brother.  He wants to watch her for himself.  He wants her.  He wants to be a man she can be proud of and call hers.  He feels like he has let everyone down and he is scared to let Cassie down.  Can he be the man she needs?  Can he forgive himself so he can move on?

This was a good sequel to Away.  This book will finish up any loose ends you had with Away and it may also kill you slowly ;)   This book is very emotional and will have you in tears.  I couldn't find myself falling in love with Dan like I did Jase.  But Dan is just as sweet as Jase was.  Be prepared with Kleenex before starting this book.

B.a. Wolfe is an amazing author and knows how to draw you in and keep you there.  She writes brilliant stories of love, heartbreak and redemption!  I couldn't have asked for a better story.  Even though it didn't play out the way my mind wanted it too it ended the way it should have!!  I could see myself in a theater watching these movies!!

~ Excerpt ~

Chapter 1 – One Year Ago

Dan

My hand shot left and landed on the alarm clock, silencing its incessant beeping. There was no point even setting it. I’d been awake for hours, anyway, but inside my nerves were having a hay day. Heartbeats thudded against my chest as I sucked in deep breaths trying to calm myself. 

“Fuck it,” I muttered, kicking my heavy comforter off.

I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and ran a hand through my messy morning hair. My eyes traveled to the phone on my nightstand. I picked it up, sent a quick message to my brother, then tossed it beside me on the bed and made my way to the kitchen in nothing but my boxers. After dumping coffee grinds into the maker and setting the machine to brew, I braced my arms against the white countertop and stared down mindlessly while I waited. Your brain knew when something was important. It wouldn’t let you think of anything else. It was all-consuming. Today, it might just be the death of me. 

I filled my lucky Denver Bronco’s mug and paced my way through the house. Wearing a path in the floor was the only thing slowing my thoughts. I downed a few sips and stopped in front of a tall bookshelf. A covered box containing all my letters from Jase was nestled there.

It had started out as a joke, but neither of us could stop writing. I told him I had a mailbox at college and then every week I had a letter waiting for me. And every week I’d write him back. I saved them all. His latest had me smiling hard. He was happy. Really happy—thanks to her. I needed to meet that girl. My eyes caught a glimpse of the clock; it was nearly time. 

I took a shower and slipped on a pair of worn jeans, a plain tee, and my Nikes. Sucking in a deep breath, I grabbed my keys and left, bracing myself for the day ahead. 

            I was only an hour into my drive when the red engine light caught my eye. It came on every once in a while, so I pushed it to the back of my mind. My foot pressed a little harder on the gas pedal. As the needle on the speedometer crept higher, a new light on the dashboard lit up. And then it happened—my car started to shut down. “Fuck.” I banged my fist at the wheel as the car slowed. But no amount of banging or cursing helped. I veered to the shoulder of the highway, dodging car after car. Finally, the piece of crap stopped dead. 

“No, no, no. Don’t do this to me now.” I pounded the steering wheel again, ready to beat it to death. “Not today. Damn it!” I reached for my phone in the cup holder, dialed the number for Triple A, and within minutes the rep said a tow truck would be on its way. Estimated time of forty-five minutes. Great.

It was too important of a day to be starting out like this. I only prayed things turned around.

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~ About the Author ~

B.A. Wolfe is a girl with a passion for reading and writing, and lives in the good ol’ state of Colorado with her husband (her biggest cheerleader), and her two crazy min pin fur babies. These days, her life is anything but calm, and there isn’t one thing she’d want to change. B.A. spends all her free time either furiously typing stories on her laptop or happily reading through her endless T BR on her Kindle. Her list of favorites would be long enough to fill a book, but most would likely fall under the romance category. She is a sucker for a good love story that makes her cry, and an amazing book boyfriend who will melt her heart. ‘Away’ is B.A. Wolfe’s debut novel.

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Blog Tour and Giveaway: Coherent by Livia Jamerlan

~ Synopsis ~

A tragic past. A forgotten week. A broken heart. When Braelynn wakes up in a hospital bed with a week of her life missing, she turns to the darkness that she didn’t know she craved.
Lost and confused she’s left empty. Addiction. Fear. A broken soul. Peyton Haas is self–assertive, determined to get what he wants, and for the first time in his life—in love.
But is he willing to face the demons that haunt Braelynn? Their love was like no other—steamy, heart–stopping… Beautiful.
It was the first time the either of them had let someone in. But one week was all it took to change their lives forever.
Will their love be enough to keep them together? Coherent, book two in the Consensual Series.

 

~ Review ~

5 Stars 

This book was really good.  I couldn't wait to read this book after the way Consensual ended.  If you haven't read Consensual you shouldn't read this review because it may give some minor spoilers.

Braelynn is trying to figure out what happened to her. She doesn't know who took her or why.  But when all evidence points against her will Peyton and her friends believe her? She has a lot of struggles in this book and has to learn to accept what happened to her and the spiral downhill she made.  Can she get the answers she needs?  Will she be able to keep Peyton?

Peyton is a lawyer.  He likes facts.  So when evidence points that Brae wasn't kidnapped he has doubts about where she went.  How can he save Braelynn and find who took her?  He knows he messed up, but can he redeem himself?

This is a journey you don't want to miss.  Braelynn struggles with a lot and she grows into a stronger person than she was.  She changes a lot of what she believes, but it is for the better.  Can her and Peyton grow together? Or will they fall apart? You definitely need to read this series!!!

~ Excerpt ~

Peyton’s hands pulled me by the waist towards him and Landon turned away, walking back through the crowd. My eyes were locked on him until he vanished in the crowd.“You were flirting,” Peyton growled, his lips brushing my temple.I turned to face him, my eyes locking with his. “No, I wasn’t.” My lips pouted.“I saw you.” His hand crawled up my arm, wrapping around the flesh.“You didn’t see shit. I wasn’t flirting,” I hissed through my teeth.“Do you want him, Lynn?” Peyton asked, bringing his lips over mine but refusing to kiss me. “Knowing that another man wants you … does that turn you on?” His tongue slid across my bottom lip.“Does it bother you that you’re not the only who sees me?”“You were flirting.”“You left me. To be with her.”“Braelynn-”

 

 

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~ About the author ~

Livia Jamerlan is the author of Divided. She is also a hopeless romantic who is always looking for her next love story to pop in her head. Though Livia kept a journal throughout her early life, she never thought about pursuing a career in writing. She always used it as form of therapy, pouring her heart out into words. It wasn’t until a story developed in her head that she decided maybe she could write a book. At first it was just an escape from reality, but now she uses it as a power to put all her feelings, hopes, and fears on paper. Deciding it was time to tell her story, she began to write. With each passing day the story grew, characters were formed, and what seemed like a hobby at first has now become a passion for Livia.

She is a New Jersey Native who loves spending time with her husband and two dogs Buddy and Daisy. When she is not writing or hiding behind her Kindle, you can find her with outside, gardening, at a local shopping center enjoying some retail therapy, or enjoy a pepperoni pizza

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Cover Reveal: Easy Virtue by Mia Asher

~ Synopsis ~

Love is selfish…

My name is Blaire.

I’m the bad girl.

The other woman.

The one who never gets the guy in the end.

I’m the gold digger.

The bitch.

The one no one roots for.

The one you love to hate.

I hate myself too.

Everyone has a story. Are you ready for mine?

~ Excerpt ~

Part I

Innocence

Past

What is love?

I don’t know.

I’ve never had it.

Is it even real?

No, I don’t think so. I mean, how can I believe in love when I’ve never witnessed it? When it seems to only exist in books and films, or in the lives of more fortunate people than me? Trust me, I know.

Love is my personal chimera.

I am gazing at brown eyes, admiring the richness of the color, the beauty of the man to whom they belong to.

“You’re so beautiful, Blaire … so wet,” he murmurs, his hand going between my legs as he begins to rub me. His fingers spread me open to their soft invasion, tuning my body to his wants and needs, preparing me to be taken as the hot friction of his touch lights a wild fire within my body. It’s not the first time he has touched me like this, but each time feels better and better—the sensations all-consuming and heady.

One finger.

Two fingers.

One finger.

Two fingers.

Over and over again.

His invasion is fast and slow, deep and shallow. His touch is soiled heaven.

As I open my legs wider for him, I wonder if it feels this good because of him or because I’m taking something that doesn’t belong to me and making it mine.

“Oh God … I love you, Blaire. I love you … I love you …” he pants in my ear.

“Don’t stop … it feels so good,” I breathe.

Okay, maybe it’s because at this moment in time this man thinks he loves me and no one else but me, however false his proclamation may be.

I close my eyes as his lips land on mine. He kisses me softly as if I’m made out of gold, kissing me with that familiar mouth I’ve seen smile tenderly at me so many times before. The assault of his tongue debilitates me but doesn’t incapacitate me.

“It’s four dollars, gorgeous,” the cute barista says, smiling at me.

I’m about to pay for my cappuccino when I hear a deep, manly voice say, “Let me get that for you.”

A man wearing a beige suit comes forward, standing next to me as he hands the barista some bills. “I’ve seen you around … you’re Paige’s friend.”

I smile, licking my suddenly dry lips. “Thank you, and yes … I know Paige.”

The smile on his handsome face seems to freeze as his gaze follows the tip of my tongue, the spark of hunger brightening his eyes. Inwardly, I smile because who knew it was so easy to make men desire me, particularly when I went without attention for so long.

“My pleasure. Are you,” he coughs, “here with someone else?”

I shake my head and look at him through fluttering eyelashes. “No, I’m here all by myself.” I pause, touching his arm invitingly, and smile. “Would you like to join me?”

He looks around the coffee shop, probably considering if he should, if it’s proper to do so, but less than five seconds later, he’s staring at me once again. “Sure.”

Yes, just like that.

The beige walls are spinning.

The clock is ticking.

The bedsprings creak as the moon cries outside the motel window.

And the man above me kisses me while he fingers me, preparing me for him. Gotta love such a thoughtful man.

I can taste his sweet saliva mixing with mine, and I love it.

“Please,” I beg against his lips, reaching for his hard cock and wrapping my fingers around it. “I’m ready.”

I feel his mouth leave mine as he begins to make his way down my partially dressed body. “Are you sure, Blaire? Are you sure you want to do this with me?”

I open my eyes to witness what I think I want him to do. No, what I’m sure I want him to do. I can’t help the smile I feel playing on my lips as I see him struggling with his conscience. He asks me if I’m sure when he has already fucked my mouth with his cock countless number of times, when his fingers have filled every orifice of my body. Should I laugh? No … I decide to take pity instead.

“I’m sure, so sure,” I say, letting my arms land like dead weight on the bed, the cheap fabric rough against my skin.

“All right.”

When I feel the bed dip between my legs, I instinctively open them for him and watch as he brings a condom package to his mouth. As he rips it open with his teeth, I admire his perfect full lips that emphasize how masculine he is.

I feel pleased with myself.

So fucking pleased because he wants me.

Mr. Callahan wants me. Me. Can you believe it? Chubby Blaire. Ugly and awkward Blaire.

Unlovable Blaire.

I guess I’m not that ugly anymore. My body? What was considered fat as a child is now called boobs and ass. Guys want it. They want me. They want to touch me, grope me, feel me … they want to screw me. And it feels good to be wanted … so good. It makes me feel powerful, and like a potent drug spreading inside your bloodstream, I want more.

I need more.

“Hurry up,” I say, not bothering to be shy or coy about it. I mean, he brought me here to have sex, right?

“Fuck, give me a second, Blaire. Trying to get the damn condom on my dick.”
As he rolls the rubber on his stiff dick, his eyes wonder over my bare chest, my face, my spread legs. Shaking his head as if trying to clear his mind, he mutters, “You’re so beautiful. I want you so much.”

That’s not the first time I have heard those words come out of a man’s mouth. Josh tells me all the time how beautiful I am, how perfect I am, how much he wants me, how much he loves me. But he’s my friend with benefits. The words kind of lose their meaning when it’s the same person saying them to you over and over again. 

“Show me.”

Those two words are all it takes for him to spread my legs wider with his hands and finally enter me with his throbbing dick. Pain shoots through my body, and a groan escapes my mouth when he covers my body with his. I feel his whole length inside me in one deep thrust.

“Christ, you’re so tight.”

He lifts both my legs, wrapping them around his lean waist and starts to thrust. Hard. It hurts. But I like the pain. It sobers me.

And that’s when reality comes crashing down on me. It hits me with the speed and blinding power of a torpedo, making me realize what I’m doing. What I’m giving away and the man doesn’t even know it.

What the hell am I doing?

Proving that you are your mother’s daughter.

Making her proud.

The room is filled with the noises of the man grunting his pleasure and the wet slapping of our skin; it makes me want to gag.  I want to throw up. Maybe it’s the alcohol I drank.

Maybe it’s self-disgust.

The initial pain is gone and now I just feel sore. And strange.

His beautiful face lowers, his lips about to connect with mine, and I feel the bile rise inside my throat. I turn my face to the side, his kiss landing on my cheek. My eyes watch the way the lights in the bathroom illuminate all its used and dirty ugliness.

“Oh God, I’m going to come … I’m going to come … I’m going to come,” he continues to pant in my ear, pumping in and out of my body. Before I know what’s happening, he half-screams and half groans, his body going tense on top of mine.

And just like that it’s over. In less than five minutes I’ve managed to kill a part of me.

Our breathing evens and he pulls out, moving to stand up. I push myself up on my elbows to see him inspect his condom. It still glistens. By the time he lifts his eyes, connecting with mine, I’ve already wrapped my body with the duvet cover.

Confusion, shock, and pleasure reflect in those brown eyes. “I-I didn’t know … I …” His hands go to his hair as we stare at each other. “I didn’t know you were a virgin.”

I shrug my shoulder carelessly, causing the duvet to slide down, exposing my bare breasts to him. His eyes immediately flare with lust. “It doesn’t matter … I wanted it to be you.”

And that’s the truth.

“But—”

“But nothing. If it bothers you, then forget it happened. I already did,” I say, ending the conversation.

This is my body. I will have the last word. Not him. Not anyone. This is my life. This is my decision.

Without giving myself a chance to doubt my next words, I turn to look at him in all his naked beauty, the gold wedding ring on his finger catching my attention. “Don’t worry, Mr. Callahan … I won’t tell your daughter that you fucked her classmate.”

And with that, I seal my destiny.

~ Author Bio ~

My name is Mia Asher.

I'm a writer, a hopeless romantic, a wanderer, a dreamer, a cynic, and a believer. And, oh yes…I might be a bit crazy - but who isn't?

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