by Jess Dee
“I didn’t ask what you were doing in the flat. I asked what you were doing in my bedroom.”
“Is that a trick question?” He tilted his head to the side, genuinely puzzled.
She glared at him.
“You invited me in.”
“I most definitely did not.”
“I knocked. You said come in.”
Liv folded her arms beneath her breasts in indignation. “I said I’m coming.”
It took James a good few seconds to respond. For the life of him, he could not string a sentence together. Not when Liv’s arms framed her breasts so perfectly. And what breasts they were—small, round and pert. Not even a handful by his estimation, but still enough to satisfy any man.
One glance was all it took to make him hard as a rock.
He curled his fingers into fists as an unexpected urge to touch her left him bewildered. Liv’s breasts may be a solid fifteen on a scale of one to ten, but they were Olivia’s, for fuck sake. Liv’s. His friend, his mate, his good buddy from way back when.
No way in hell should he be pondering how best to get his grubby paws on them.
“James!” the friend in question spluttered.
Ah, right. She expected a response to… Crap. What had she just said?
He mentally scanned through their conversation.
Coming!
She’d said coming, not come in. “Shit, I’m sorry. My bad. I must have misunderstood.”
She shook her head in obvious disbelief, a quick short shake that sent her bobbed hair swinging from side to side, so the ends—which were slightly longer than the back—hit her chin.
He watched, fascinated, as the ceiling light shone down on her ash-blond strands, creating a halo effect. She looked like an angel. A gorgeous, sexy angel who made his dick ache and his balls heavy. “I swear…” He held his hands up, showing her his palms. “It was a mistake. I thought you invited me in.”
“And now?” she spluttered. “Do you still think that?”
“No.” He flashed her a remorseful smile. “But it’s pretty damn tough to regret being here.” Fully clothed, Liv was a good-looking woman. Bare-assed naked, she was magnificent.
Quick as a flash, she stuck her hand into the open drawer beside her and hurled something at James. It hit him in the face.
He blinked. “Did you just throw a pair of socks at me?”
“I don’t keep anything more solid in my underwear drawer, otherwise you can rest assured I’d have thrown that.”
“Great arm, Taylor.” Man, he was impressed with her aim. Impressed and proud. “You should take up cricket.”
The comment was one hundred percent sincere, so when another pair of socks hit him on the nose, he was a little…surprised. And, yeah, a lot aroused.
Olivia’s body twisted with the throw, outlining the sleek curve of her slim waist. Perhaps a little too slim for James’s usual liking, but that didn’t impede the pleasure he took from her bowling action. She looked startlingly beautiful sending the full toss in his direction. All sleek, toned flesh, silky hair swinging with the action and fire blazing from her eyes.
She took his breath away.
Or perhaps the third pair of socks, hitting him square in the throat, was responsible for that.
“Can you please get out of my room and let me dress in peace?” Liv stood armed and ready, two pairs of socks in each raised hand. Which, coincidentally, left her entire body exposed to his greedy gaze.
Flushed cheeks made her skin glow, and she gnawed on a lower lip that somehow looked a lot more luscious than it had the last time he’d seen her. Long, slim legs met at the juncture of her thighs—a juncture decorated with nothing more than a delicate strip of hair. Trim hips led to the sleek curves of her waist and a flat belly. Then there were the half-a-handful breasts. The ones with the tempting, dusky pink nipples.
Liv might be in need of a good burger to pack a bit of meat on her bones, but the knowledge didn’t prevent James from staring at her in wonder and, perhaps a bit of awe. It also didn’t stop the lust pounding from his groin, through his veins and hitting every nerve ending in his body. Nor did it dim his bewilderment at finding himself fascinated with a woman he’d never thought of as more than a good friend.
Leaving at Noon
Copyright © 2015 Jess Dee
Coming Soon
Theo and Zoey Hughes have got it all. The ideal marriage, a gorgeous house, brilliant jobs and a steadfast group of friends. So why is everything falling apart at the seams?
Zoey loves her husband, but recently she’s stopped liking him—and if their fights are any indication, Theo’s feeling the same way. The future that once glowed bright before them has lost its shine.
There’s no choice. Zoey has to walk away. She needs to take a break from her marriage before it implodes, leaving nothing but fragments of their once-perfect life together.
Letting Zoey close the door behind her is the hardest thing Theo’s ever had to do. Now he’s faced with a choice: watch his wife leave him and everything they’ve built together, or go after her and remind her why they fell in love in the first place.
Warning: When a hot-blooded alpha male decides he wants his wife back, you better believe nothing is going to stop him. And if he has to seduce her to succeed, well, let’s just say his blood isn’t the only thing that’s gonna be hot about this story.
Also Available: Unforgettable Summer
Copyright © 2013 Sami Lee
Catching the one that got away could be the ultimate ride.
Wild Crush, Book 1
Champion surfer Ty Butler is living the dream—a great career, a globe-trotting lifestyle, and his pick of women. Then a visit to his hometown forces him to face Summer Campbell.
A decade on, she still gives him an adrenaline rush to beat the biggest waves. She’s also as unavailable as ever, or so he thinks. When the truth comes out, Ty decides it’s time to lay old ghosts to rest—and lay Summer flat out in bed.
Ten years ago Summer committed the ultimate sin by falling for her sister’s boyfriend. She rejected Ty’s love out of duty, even marrying another man in an attempt to move on. An attempt that failed. She never forgot Ty—or the havoc loving him wreaked in her life.
Her body wants to finish what they started long ago. Her head tells her she can indulge in a wicked affair with no regrets. But when the pro-surfing tour inevitably calls him away, her heart could crumble like a sandcastle beneath his feet.
Warning: Book contains hot sex with a hot surfer. Might warm your heart and heat up a few other parts, as well. Might even inspire you to chuck it all in and chase the endless summer.
Unforgettable Summer: An Excerpt
“I’d better take that.”
His voice was so close to her ear it was all Summer could do to stifle a yelp. She hadn’t thought about how cramped the two of them would be in the tiny kitchenette that was barely large enough for her and Penny to inhabit at one time. She tried not to look at him as she handed him the green box, even though she could feel his attention fixed on the side of her face.
Don’t be ridiculous, Summer. She had to look at him or risk giving the impression she was afraid to do it. She turned her eyes upward until they met his. Ignoring the little kick her heart gave, she cleared her throat. “You drink peppermint tea?”
His lips twitched and his hazel eyes sparkled. “It’s for my mum.”
“Oh.” There was something inherently sweet about Ty—world-champion surfer, man’s man, ladies’ man, and all-round risk-taking rogue—running errands for his mother. Summer’s insides melted a little.
Okay, a lot.
“And for the record, I think you’re pretty damn conspicuous,” Ty said. “People notice you, Sum. I notice you. I always have.”
Summer’s head spun, both in reaction to his softly rasped words and his nearness. Belatedly she realized she was still clutching the box of tea which Ty held in his upturned hand. The smell of peppermint wafted between th
em, adding piquancy to the familiar earthy scent of Ty. The air seemed to crackle with electricity. Summer couldn’t tear her gaze from his.
Ty’s whiskey-warm eyes continued to hold hers as he took the tea from her grip and tossed it onto the table. He lifted a hand and touched two fingertips to her cheek, stroking along her cheekbone, lightly, as though reacquainting himself with the softness of her skin.
Then he turned her so they aligned breast to chest. Summer dared not breathe, lest her hardening nipples scrape his pecs and give her away.
“I’m going to kiss you, Sum,” he announced matter-of-factly, causing hot swirls of anticipation to churn in her belly. “Not because I’m proving some point, but because I want to. And because you want me to.”
Given the warning, nobody could describe this kiss as a surprise. But the touch of his lips on hers was a jolt to Summer’s system all the same. Ty brushed his mouth over hers, teasing her lips apart before slowly wetting them with the tip of his tongue. Summer moaned, the sound strangled. Ty responded by dipping his tongue into her mouth, too briefly, before drawing back and nibbling on her lower lip.
Summer’s hands went to his shoulders, and the corded strength beneath her fingers made her tremble in an innately feminine way. He was strong, so much stronger than he used to be. And he kissed even better than she remembered. There was no escaping his grasp, had she possessed the fortitude to try. So Summer allowed herself a moment of surrender. She tilted her head back and let her lips fall apart, an invitation no man could miss.
And when it came to women, Summer suspected Ty missed nothing.
About the Author
Once Jess discovered it was okay to leave the bedroom door open in her romance novels, she decided to leave everything open. Buttons, zips, pants, number of lovers... Which is why her books are all steamy erotic romances.
While Jess lived most of her life in South Africa, the last twelve years have been spent in Australia. From the fast paced Sydney lifestyle to the laid back islands and beaches, there's always another gorgeous Aussie setting for a contemporary romance.
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The Tanner Siblings
Photo Opportunity
Ask Adam
Circle of Friends
Only Tyler
Steve’s Story
A Question of…
A Question of Trust
A Question of Love
Fire
Winter Fire
Hidden Fire
Three of a Kind
Going All In
Raising the Stakes
Full House
Bandicoot Cove
Exotic Indulgence
Island Idyll
Afternoon Rhapsody
Speed
See You in My Dreams
Colors of Love
Rhythm of My Heart
More Than
More Than Friends
More Than Lovers
More Than Words
Tastes of Seduction
Summer Wine
Red Red Wine
Kisses Sweeter Than Wine
Sunday Night Dinner Club
Party of Three
Stand Alone Books
Office Affair
A Touch of Confidence
Visiting Paradise
The One That Got Away
Print Collections and Anthologies
Risking It All
Three’s Company
Red Hot Winter
Red Hot Weekend
Three of a Kind
Bandicoot Cove: Tropical Desires
Bandicoot Cove: Tropical Haze
Two To Tango
Rhythm of the Night
More Than This
Coming Soon
Sunday Night Dinner Club
Leaving at Noon
Waiting for Midnight
Print Collections and Anthologies:
Tastes of Seduction