Mine by Jenika Snow
That one word has never meant so much.
JANA
Ballet was my life, but after getting injured that dream faded. I still needed fast money, so I sucked up my pride and decided to strip.
All clubs could use a virgin stripper, right?
But from the moment I saw Cole Savage, owner of the strip club I was trying to get into, all rational thought left me.
He was dark and dangerous, and his personality screamed arrogance.
I wanted him, and by the way he looked at me I knew he wanted me as well.
But I should keep it strictly business, right?
COLE
From the moment I first saw Jana I wanted her. She needed a job at my club, but the possessive side of me rose up demanding she was only mine. I might have just met her, but I was already so damn territorial of her.
If she wanted a job I’d give her one, but she’d be keeping her clothes on.
I’ve been celibate for years, but it’s time to change that with her.
Jana would soon realize what it meant to be mine.
*Warning: This is a short story featuring an over-the-top possessive hero who makes no secret that the heroine his. It’s got dirty dancing, raunchy scenes, but is safe and has a Happily Ever After that comes with reading a Real Man story.
My cock was harder than I ever remembered it being, and the images of pushing her panties aside and shoving my dick inside of her played through my mind on repeat.
“I need you,” I said harshly, my voice nothing more than this guttural sound.
She didn’t tell me to stop, didn’t try to get out of my arms. In fact, she had her hands in my shirt at my back, holding on to me, keeping me close.
Once I was off the stage and standing back where my chair was, I put her on the ground and immediately cupped her cheek. “I could watch you all fucking night, baby, but I’m so hard for you.”
And before I knew what the hell she was doing, she slipped her hand down the front of my pants and pressed her open palm over my cock.
The arousal in me was so intense I nearly came.
She was breathing hard, fast, and I knew she was right here with me, knew she was ready for me. But I wanted to hear her say it, wanted her to tell me the words.
I tipped her chin back, made her look in my eyes, and said, “Tell me what you want.”
“I need you,” I said harshly, my voice nothing more than this guttural sound.
She didn’t tell me to stop, didn’t try to get out of my arms. In fact, she had her hands in my shirt at my back, holding on to me, keeping me close.
Once I was off the stage and standing back where my chair was, I put her on the ground and immediately cupped her cheek. “I could watch you all fucking night, baby, but I’m so hard for you.”
And before I knew what the hell she was doing, she slipped her hand down the front of my pants and pressed her open palm over my cock.
The arousal in me was so intense I nearly came.
She was breathing hard, fast, and I knew she was right here with me, knew she was ready for me. But I wanted to hear her say it, wanted her to tell me the words.
I tipped her chin back, made her look in my eyes, and said, “Tell me what you want.”
My cock was harder than I ever remembered it being, and the images of pushing her panties aside and shoving my dick inside of her played through my mind on repeat.
“I need you,” I said harshly, my voice nothing more than this guttural sound.
She didn’t tell me to stop, didn’t try to get out of my arms. In fact, she had her hands in my shirt at my back, holding on to me, keeping me close.
Once I was off the stage and standing back where my chair was, I put her on the ground and immediately cupped her cheek. “I could watch you all fucking night, baby, but I’m so hard for you.”
And before I knew what the hell she was doing, she slipped her hand down the front of my pants and pressed her open palm over my cock.
The arousal in me was so intense I nearly came.
She was breathing hard, fast, and I knew she was right here with me, knew she was ready for me. But I wanted to hear her say it, wanted her to tell me the words.
I tipped her chin back, made her look in my eyes, and said, “Tell me what you want.”
She took long seconds to answer, but when she did, I saw her pupils dilate and smelled her desire saturate the air. “I want you to be my first. I want you to own my virginity, Cole.”
I groaned, not able to help it, not able to even try and stop myself.
“I need to fuck you.” I couldn’t help but stare at her chest, at the way her breasts rose and fell, her cleavage showing over the hem of her bra.
“Take off the bra, baby. Let me see you. Let me make you feel even better.”
Her throat worked as she swallowed, and before I had to tell her again, she was removing the bra, showing me how hard her nipples were and how flushed her skin was.
“The panties, Jana. Get rid of the fucking panties.” And like a good girl, she was pushing her panties down her thighs.
“I need you,” I said harshly, my voice nothing more than this guttural sound.
She didn’t tell me to stop, didn’t try to get out of my arms. In fact, she had her hands in my shirt at my back, holding on to me, keeping me close.
Once I was off the stage and standing back where my chair was, I put her on the ground and immediately cupped her cheek. “I could watch you all fucking night, baby, but I’m so hard for you.”
And before I knew what the hell she was doing, she slipped her hand down the front of my pants and pressed her open palm over my cock.
The arousal in me was so intense I nearly came.
She was breathing hard, fast, and I knew she was right here with me, knew she was ready for me. But I wanted to hear her say it, wanted her to tell me the words.
I tipped her chin back, made her look in my eyes, and said, “Tell me what you want.”
She took long seconds to answer, but when she did, I saw her pupils dilate and smelled her desire saturate the air. “I want you to be my first. I want you to own my virginity, Cole.”
I groaned, not able to help it, not able to even try and stop myself.
“I need to fuck you.” I couldn’t help but stare at her chest, at the way her breasts rose and fell, her cleavage showing over the hem of her bra.
“Take off the bra, baby. Let me see you. Let me make you feel even better.”
Her throat worked as she swallowed, and before I had to tell her again, she was removing the bra, showing me how hard her nipples were and how flushed her skin was.
“The panties, Jana. Get rid of the fucking panties.” And like a good girl, she was pushing her panties down her thighs.
Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.
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Flutter by L.A. Corvill
Title: Flutter
Author: L.A. Corvill
Genre: NA Romance
Release Date: June 16, 2017
We were the classic fairy tale.
William and Sophia.
Wilphia.
Love at first sight, high school sweethearts,
married in college, constructing our empire one building at a time.
He was the love of my life... until, he was gone.
Until the sound of my heart breaking into a million pieces was the last sound I heard
Now I have to build my future...alone.
Or so I thought.
Finding a new life was not part of the plan.
Finding love was was not part of the plan.
But my heart could not resist him.
I, could not resist THEM.
Leli and Aimee are Texas-Natives who reside in the Rio Grande Valley. Their love love for books helped them decide to pursue their dream of writing. They teamed up to create stories with happily ever after’s.
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Crescendo by Lana Sky
Crescendo
A Beautiful Monsters Novelby Lana Sky
Publication Date: May 13, 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
After five years spent under his controlling thumb, Daniela knows her position with a man like Vincent Stacatto is precarious, but as long as she plays by the rules of his “game”, she’s safe…
Until she’s taken by the devil.
Kidnapped by a rival boss, Daniela becomes a pawn between two powerful forces, and just another casualty in a bloody game of chess. But to get to the top, and stay at the top, you have to fight dirty and hold nothing back, because the most dangerous piece on the board isn’t the King.
Contains Mature subject matter not suitable for those under 18.
About Lana Sky
Lana Sky is a reclusive writer in the United States who spends most of her time daydreaming about complex male characters and legless cats. She writes mostly paranormal romance, in between watching reruns of Ab Fab and drinking iced tea. Only iced tea.
Sexy Motherpucker By Lili Valente
Title: Sexy Motherpucker
A Bad Motherpuckers Novel
Author: Lili Valente
Author: Lili Valente
Genre: Steamy Romantic Comedy/Hockey Romance
Release Date: May 22, 2017
Blurb
When the family dog trots in with my diaphragm in its mouth—in
front of my date, his parents, and his adorable little girl—you would think I’d
hit rock bottom.
front of my date, his parents, and his adorable little girl—you would think I’d
hit rock bottom.
WRONG.
Let’s back this up a sec…
Brendan Daniels is the sexiest man alive. The captain of the
Badger’s NHL team is also clever, kind, funny, and was my good friend…until we
cruised out of the friend zone one weekend with a red-hot fling. Come Monday
morning, I wanted to keep riding the Big O train to happy town, but Brendan
wanted someone who was “stepmom” material.
Badger’s NHL team is also clever, kind, funny, and was my good friend…until we
cruised out of the friend zone one weekend with a red-hot fling. Come Monday
morning, I wanted to keep riding the Big O train to happy town, but Brendan
wanted someone who was “stepmom” material.
A.K.A, not me, apparently.
The problem? I’m crazy in love with him and his daughter. So when
he asks me to be his pretend girlfriend for a long weekend with his former
in-laws, I say yes. We’re still friends, after all, and friends don’t let
friends fake it alone.
he asks me to be his pretend girlfriend for a long weekend with his former
in-laws, I say yes. We’re still friends, after all, and friends don’t let
friends fake it alone.
***
Laura Collins is the last woman I should be thinking about taking
in the back seat of my car, in the woods behind my in-laws’ house, or in a
hotel room where we’re sharing one very small, very squeaky bed.
in the back seat of my car, in the woods behind my in-laws’ house, or in a
hotel room where we’re sharing one very small, very squeaky bed.
I need a steady, stable influence for my daughter, not a fling
with this too wild, too young, too impulsive red head. So what if she’s
beautiful and intense and passionate and has the biggest heart I’ve ever known?
with this too wild, too young, too impulsive red head. So what if she’s
beautiful and intense and passionate and has the biggest heart I’ve ever known?
I don’t want to fall in love. I really don’t. The whole “pretend
girlfriend” thing was supposed to solve my problems, buy me a little more time.
girlfriend” thing was supposed to solve my problems, buy me a little more time.
But when it comes to Laura?
maybe I’m just not cut out for faking it.
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Lili Valente has slept under the stars in Greece,
eaten dinner at midnight with French men who couldn’t be trusted to keep their
mouths on their food, and walked alone through Munich’s red light district
after dark and lived to tell the tale.
These days you can find her writing in a tent
beside the sea, drinking coconut water and thinking delightfully dirty
thoughts.
eaten dinner at midnight with French men who couldn’t be trusted to keep their
mouths on their food, and walked alone through Munich’s red light district
after dark and lived to tell the tale.
These days you can find her writing in a tent
beside the sea, drinking coconut water and thinking delightfully dirty
thoughts.
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The Baby Clause by Melanie Moreland
Title: The Baby Clause
Series: The Contract #2
Series: The Contract #2
Author: Melanie Moreland
Genre: Short Story Romance
Release Date: May 31, 2017
Blurb
Richard
VanRyan can add another line to his resume—Daddy.
VanRyan can add another line to his resume—Daddy.
How does he
handle the new addition to his life?
handle the new addition to his life?
The Baby
Clause is a short continuation of Richard and Katy’s story, containing humorous
glimpses into his life as a father, and how his world has changed.
Clause is a short continuation of Richard and Katy’s story, containing humorous
glimpses into his life as a father, and how his world has changed.
A must read
for all fans of The Contract!
for all fans of The Contract!
A portion
of all sales go to charity.
of all sales go to charity.
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Excerpt
I slipped out of bed and padded across the hall, stopping in
the doorway. My chest tightened at the sight before me.
the doorway. My chest tightened at the sight before me.
Richard, tall, broad, and bare chested, cradling his
daughter close, and dancing with her. She was tucked high on his chest, with his
cheek resting on her head. Her tiny hand was encased inside his, and he held
her protectively. No doubt his humming was soothing to her, rumbling through
his chest and lulling her into peace.
daughter close, and dancing with her. She was tucked high on his chest, with his
cheek resting on her head. Her tiny hand was encased inside his, and he held
her protectively. No doubt his humming was soothing to her, rumbling through
his chest and lulling her into peace.
Tears filled my eyes watching them. The cold-hearted man I first
knew was gone and replaced by this protector who would do anything to care for
his child. To care for me.
knew was gone and replaced by this protector who would do anything to care for
his child. To care for me.
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New York Times/USA Today bestselling author Melanie Moreland,
lives a happy and content life in a quiet area of Ontario with her beloved
husband of twenty-seven-plus years and their rescue cat, Amber. Nothing means
more to her than her friends and family, and she cherishes every moment spent
with them.
lives a happy and content life in a quiet area of Ontario with her beloved
husband of twenty-seven-plus years and their rescue cat, Amber. Nothing means
more to her than her friends and family, and she cherishes every moment spent
with them.
While seriously addicted to coffee, and highly challenged
with all things computer-related and technical, she relishes baking, cooking,
and trying new recipes for people to sample. She loves to throw dinner parties,
and also enjoys travelling, here and abroad, but finds coming home is always
the best part of any trip.
with all things computer-related and technical, she relishes baking, cooking,
and trying new recipes for people to sample. She loves to throw dinner parties,
and also enjoys travelling, here and abroad, but finds coming home is always
the best part of any trip.
Melanie delights in a good romance story with some bumps
along the way, but is a true believer in happily ever after. When her head
isn’t buried in a book, it is bent over a keyboard, furiously typing away as
her characters dictate their creative storylines to her, often with a large
glass of wine keeping her company.
along the way, but is a true believer in happily ever after. When her head
isn’t buried in a book, it is bent over a keyboard, furiously typing away as
her characters dictate their creative storylines to her, often with a large
glass of wine keeping her company.
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