Synopsis:
Nicolas Rainer,
Chicago’s most sought-after billionaire bachelor, has finally decided what he
wants, and that’s Bee Carter in his arms, forever. He shows up unannounced on
her doorstep and kisses her until her toes curl and her body burns.
Nicolas wasn’t the
sexy man Bee expected to see this morning. Hawke Masters, her tattooed former
marine, is riding his customized chopper toward the condo building,
anticipating an equally mind-meltingly erotic encounter.
Both men want her
with a thrilling intensity. Neither her billionaire nor her biker wishes to
share her affections. Is today the day Bee is forced to choose?
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Excerpt
“If one lunch can
destroy their relationship, Jacques doesn’t deserve her.” The echoing stops and
my body hums with excitement. “Anything worth having is worth fighting for.”
My former marine
would fight for the woman he loves. I hear this in his voice, know this in my
soul. I open the door, tilt my head back, and gaze upward at Hawke. His chest
rises and falls. His scent engulfs me. There’s a gleam of intent in his pale
blue eyes.
He wants me and I
want him. If I allow him inside, we’ll kiss, touch, do things we shouldn’t.
Nicolas deserves my loyalty. I should tell Hawke to go away. I should—
Hawke captures my
lips with his, the force of his embrace driving me backward. I reach for him,
clasp his broad shoulders. He hooks his arms around me, securing me to him, as
he kicks the door shut. Our tongues tangle and twist, dancing to the rhythm of
our hearts, his stubble teasing my chin, leaving a sensual trail on my skin.
He tastes of
black coffee and man. His body radiates heat, a thin layer of moisture covering
his big form. Everything about him, even his no-name T-shirt and
seen-better-days jeans, appeals to me. I cling to him, losing myself in his kiss.
Hawke ravishes my
mouth with fierce, hard strokes, cupping my ass with his massive hands, lifting
me off the floor, pressing me into his muscular form. My feet dangle, my lips
throb, and my heart pounds, my world narrowing to the two of us. This is how it
always is with us, his touch eroding my reason, my control.
I rub against the
hard ridge in his jeans, tormenting us both with more sweet sensation. He feels
so good, so right. My pussy moistens and my nipples tighten, my arousal
spiraling upward.
Hawke groans into
my throat and his grip on my ass intensifies, his reaction thrilling me, making
me crazed. I tug on his T-shirt, seeking his bare skin, needing to feel, to
taste, to explore all of my huge man.
“Not now, love.”
Hawke lowers me, sliding my curves against him until my feet touch the hardwood
floor. “You have the lunch to prepare for.” He pushes a strand of my brown hair
away from my face, his fingers rough yet gentle, his eyes a brilliant blue. “I
vowed not to distract you.”
“To hell with
your vow.” My bottom lip curls. “You being here distracts me.”
The damn man
laughs. “Show me the clothes.”
About the Author:
Cynthia
Sax lives in a world where demons aren’t all bad, angels aren’t all good, and
magic happens every single day. Although her heroes may not always say, “I love
you”, they will do anything for the women they love. They live passionately.
They fight fiercely. They love the same women forever.
Cynthia has loved the same wonderful man forever. Her supportive hubby offers himself up to the joys and pains of research, while they travel the world together, meeting fascinating people and finding inspiration in exotic places such as Istanbul, Bali, and Chicago.
Cynthia has loved the same wonderful man forever. Her supportive hubby offers himself up to the joys and pains of research, while they travel the world together, meeting fascinating people and finding inspiration in exotic places such as Istanbul, Bali, and Chicago.
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Website: http://cynthiasax.com
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