B & N: TBD
iTunes: TBD
RELEASE DATE: September 29th, 2014
Blurb
~ Sometimes you have to go through hell to find your
heaven ~
Most women have a wish list when it comes to what kind of
man they want to date. JC Mathews used a strict set of guidelines as a safety
net to keep herself out of trouble and out of love.
On hiatus from the bright lights and speculative gazes of
her career in the fashion industry, JC lets her guard down...only to the wrong
man. After escaping Italy and the hands of her abuser, she returns to Malibu to
recover. The last thing she expects to find is a large, gorgeous intruder
swimming naked in her pool.
Reed Rider left Texas and his broken heart behind in order
to settle his aunt’s affairs after her death. Seeking refuge from the
California heat for a midnight swim in his neighbor’s backyard, he never
expects to find the nude silhouette of a long-haired beauty standing at the
water’s edge.
As their passion ignites and the pages of JC's rulebook
fade to grey, she unlocks her guarded heart to begin a new chapter in her life.
When hidden truths are exposed and secrets unravel, will they survive the
threats from their broken pasts?
EXCERPT
Seconds after hearing the click of
the front door shutting, his mouth was at her ear. His fingers slipped beneath
the straps on her shoulder, lifting the dress above her head and tossing it on
the end of the bed.
Spikes of sensual energy gathered
between them. Reed nuzzled the rasp of his stubble into the sensitive spot on
her neck and her skin came to life beneath his firm yet gentle touch. Tremors
chased down her spine and desire ached between her thighs. Never in her life
had JC been so completely in tune with the bodily forces filling her physically
and emotionally.
A slight
giggle dissolved into a soft gasp as one arm crossed beneath her breast, pulling
her closer. Gooseflesh covered her body as his lips traversed the slope of her
neck and shoulder, revisiting receptive areas he’d pursued the night before.
“I don’t
understand,” she murmured. Reed pressed the shape of him, rearing and stiff,
against the small of her back. Her head listed back against his chest, followed
a soft ambiguous cry of need. “How do you do that to me?”
He turned
her to face him, cupping the tender curve of her breast. “Darlin’, in few
minutes, you’re not gonna give a damn.”
Heat.
Heat
spread everywhere, engulfing her senses in flames of desire. Draping her wrists
over his shoulder, she raised on her tippy-toes, searching for his lips. Reed
resisted her fervent urges, pulling back, not allowing her the passionate kiss
she yearned for. He stared into her eyes, capturing her spirit with his ice
blue eyes. Zings of pleasure chased though her and JC feared she might melt
before they even started.
Unspoken
words drifted between them.
Reed’s
unconditional acceptance disarmed her. He accepted her commitment phobias,
occasional neurotic tendencies, her fears of love, her mishaps in life and bad
judgments. He understood her implicitly and appreciated her exactly as she was.
Her heart
pounded. Excitement and nervousness mingled through her emotions. Her eyes
drifted shut as she leaned into his chest and his hands played over her slowly,
tortuously igniting a new passion within. She quivered and stumbled, falling
onto the chaise behind her.
He started
toward her hungrily, but she shook her head.
“No?” he
asked with a questioning grin.
“No.” She
shook her head again. “This isn’t exactly how I pictured this. You make me too
damn nervous.” She pointed toward the bathroom. “Can you please give me two
minutes?”
He bent,
securing her to the hide with his thigh between her legs, possessing her mouth
with long, intimate licks of his tongue. “I’ll give you three,” he assured,
releasing her from his kiss and sauntering into the bathroom.
JC leapt
to her feet, pacing in circles in nothing more than her white cheeky panties.
“What the hell is wrong with me?” Stopping midstride, she shook out her
trembling limbs. “You can do this! Pull yourself together.”
She took a
few deep breaths, trying to ward off the tension looming close the surface of
her thoughts. Her limbs felt weighted and encumbering, restricting her body
from its natural rhythmic flow of sensual language. He’s just a man. I’ve kissed dozens of men! You’ve already had sex with
him. Don’t be chicken!
She bent
over, tousling her hair through her fingers and flipped her head back, letting
the long caramel layers cascade down her back in sexy loose pieces.
JC plopped onto the chaise,
strumming her fingers on the hide. Yeah,
but damn what a man!
Nestling
back into the hide, she draped her hands above her head. Unable to find the
right position, she fidgeted awkwardly. “This is not comfortable,” she
grumbled. “Oh, my God. What is wrong with me?”
Irritated
by her own anxiety and gracelessness, she flopped to the opposite end of the
chaise. Her long legs and feet dangled over the arched back and her head hung
over the foot of the lounge.
Sunbeams
pushing through the glass door swept across her body. Her eyes drifted shut and
she drew in a deep, full breath of air and then another. The scent of his skin
lingered with the warmth of the sun, caressing her senses and calming her
nerves.
She
startled when Reed gently placed his hand on the outside of her thigh. His
naked hip brushed against her skin when he sat beside her. Her eyes remained
closed as the coolness from his hand slid along her waist to her breast,
resting on top of her heart.
“I know…”
she panted breathily. JC placed her hand over his. “Just feel you in here.”
“That’s
right, darlin’”
“I don’t
know why you make me so nervous.”
“Just
relax.”
Feeling
his avid stare burning through closed lids and the weight of his hand dip to
her breast, she slipped her tongue across her lips sensually.
“You make
me nervous too,”—his breath fractured—“JC.”
Her eyes
opened when he called her by name.
“We’ll
figure it out together.”
Feelings
of passion and adoration flourished, stringing tightly around her heart. She
nodded.
“Goddess,”
he hummed, wiggling his brow. The back of his hand traced lazily over her jaw
and earlobe. He leaned closer, nearly kissing her before halting. “You’re
beautiful. Inside and out.”
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