One Wild Ride by Elizabeth Lynx
Title: One Wild Ride
A Cake Love Series Novel
Author: Elizabeth Lynx
Genre: Romantic Comedy/Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Elizabeth Lynx
Cover Design: Elizabeth Lynx
Release Date: February 19, 2018
Blurb
It was one little illegal entry into a billionaire's
home. What could possibly go wrong?
Aria Dixon is an artistic free-spirit who likes to have fun with men -- in the bedroom. Once she’s had her fun she moves on -- until she tries to sneak into one man's apartment only to discover he knows more about her than she thinks. Sure, this guy is rich and gorgeous, but is he worth hanging around for?
Alexander Hawthorne is your average wealthy recluse, with a wicked mother hell-bent on controlling every aspect of his life. When he falls in love -- with a painting -- and discovers the artist is even more breathtaking than her
work, he is determined to escape his golden prison to be with her.
home. What could possibly go wrong?
Aria Dixon is an artistic free-spirit who likes to have fun with men -- in the bedroom. Once she’s had her fun she moves on -- until she tries to sneak into one man's apartment only to discover he knows more about her than she thinks. Sure, this guy is rich and gorgeous, but is he worth hanging around for?
Alexander Hawthorne is your average wealthy recluse, with a wicked mother hell-bent on controlling every aspect of his life. When he falls in love -- with a painting -- and discovers the artist is even more breathtaking than her
work, he is determined to escape his golden prison to be with her.
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Excerpt
Aria
wrinkled her nose causing my smile to widen. “Do you own the building?”
She
formed a circle with her hands and moved them up and down like she was giving a
hand job to an abnormally large penis, “You know, phallic-shaped buildings.
Ohh, yeah, I do love me some building. That’s it, baby, work my building.”
I
grabbed her wrists stopping her and glanced around to make sure her friend,
Evaleen, the one who let us use Mimir’s lawyer and conference room, didn’t walk
in.
“Jesus,
Aria. What are you, a teenager?”
“No,
I’m twenty-nine but in my heart, I’m a horny eighteen-year-old.” She winked at
me.
My
cock went hard instantly. The way she was so casual and free with sex and her
artistic talent . . . she made me want to do things to her body I only
fantasized about. Things that she might not like.
I
cleared my throat, dropping her wrists. “Yes, I own the building.”
She
jumped up from the chair and threw her arms open. “That’s wonderful, Alex! Now
you can do whatever changes you want.”
Aria
stood there, her arms still wide and I knew she wanted to give me a hug. I
wanted to do that too, but something stopped me. The same thing that stopped me
from going up to her in that gallery when I first noticed her years ago.
I
nodded. “Yes, I can pick one of your drawings now. Maybe even tear down the
wall and make the room bigger.”
My
mind raced with ideas. I felt like a child let loose in an amusement park with
no one there. Any ride free to enjoy but which to pick first? My gaze fell to
her breasts.
“So,
no hug then?” Aria’s lips ticked up.
“We
should keep this professional. How we started off meeting wasn’t right. I want
to keep things on track,” I said as I focused on gathering the paperwork.
I
was such a liar. Of course, I wanted to hug her. I wanted to do lots of things
to her, but if she ever found out the truth about me I know I would lose her
forever. I’d rather have Aria for a short time in my life than not at all.
“Fair
enough. Let’s at least shake on it.”
Aria
pushed her hand out. Setting the papers down, I turned in my seat but didn’t
stand. Staring at her fingers my imagination went wild. Thoughts of those
digits pressing into me, pulling and using me for their pleasure.
Just
shaking her hand was a summit to climb but I had to do it. She already thought
I was odd being a recluse. I didn’t want to add to it by being too afraid to
touch her.
“Of
course.” I slid my fingers across her palm. Her skin as smooth and warm as I
remembered.
Maybe
even softer than before. I wondered if I firmed my grip, would she give?
“There,
now was that so hard?” I noticed her eyes dip to where I was hard.
She
knew. Aria wasn’t stupid, she could tell I wanted her. That would mean one
thing. She was going to try. Aria was going to give. Give me what she knew I
wanted.
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