Night Calls, #2
by J.C. Valentine
Date: June 18th
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance
From The Book Junkie Reads . . . That First Kiss (Night Calls, #2) . . .
The emotional ride starts off the whole thing. You get emotionally vested quite quickly. There was a very rough start to things for Llew. Life had a hard knock or two to hand him for just no really good reason. But as we know that is how life is. Stepping beyond the pain Llew has to make his life mean something know and finding a group of people that are willing to judge him for him makes things turn in to more for him.
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Mercurial and charming, Tate
Larson is a rising author and playboy who has a different woman on his arm
every night of the week. Focused on his work, Tate has no plans to settle down
any time soon. That is until he meets his pretty new assistant, Piper Donovan.
Desperate to escape the promise
of backwater living, Piper ditched her Alabama hometown and never looked back.
That was almost two years ago. Now that she is out of a job and her bank
account is running on fumes, she’s desperate to find a job, fast. She finds the
break she is searching for when she lands a position at Bookish Temptations. A
little dancing and a lot of drinks with the girls seem the perfect way to
celebrate. After a brief but explosive encounter with a man she was never
supposed to see again turns out to be the same man she will be bending over
backwards to please, her every instinct tells her to run. But when running
means leaving the life she has struggled so hard to create, Piper decides her
only option is to continue working for the devastatingly sexy Tate Larson…even
if it kills her.
Unable to deny their growing
attraction, they struggle to keep their distance in a relationship that
requires anything but.
Skin flushed and blood pumping hard, Piper soaked in the delicious feeling of a carefree night. Her head felt light and a little swimmy, her mood elevated—she was on top of the world. When the hard body mashed into her from behind, Piper went with it, grinding her ass against the hard ridge pressing against her backside.
Strong hands enveloped her waist, pulling her firmly against a broad chest. Body heat seared her back, sending shivers of excitement shooting through her. Her lungs constricted as her breaths grew shallow. She couldn’t see who she was dancing with, but she didn’t care. She was lost to the feel of the male body wrapped around her, to the heavy beat of the music vibrating in her chest, the way his hands and hips guided hers into a smooth, sensual rhythm. Leaning her head back, Piper closed her eyes and let the feeling of his arms around her and the constant pulse of the music lure her toward a state of bliss.
Existing in their own little world, the song playing overhead about an electric touch was the only thing that penetrated. Piper concentrated on the fiery sensation of strong hands drifting over the curves of her body, the spicy scent of liquor on his breath as it left his lips to caress her ear and neck. The gentle scrape of stubble against the curve of her shoulder teased her sensitive skin, and when one hand left her hip and pressed into her belly, forcing her hips to fit tighter against his, all rational thought fled from her mind.
His breathing grew heavier as Piper swirled her hips, rubbing him in all the right places. She let out a startled yelp when his teeth nipped the side of her neck, and when he followed the playful bite with a swipe of his tongue, her legs trembled. His throaty laugh did inexplicable things to her insides, and she couldn’t resist reaching back to grab his firm ass and hold him to her.
This man, whoever he was, was driving her crazy. In a brief moment of clarity, Piper realized that if she didn’t break their connection soon, she may never be able to.
When the upbeat music switched to something slower and more sinful—what Lynn referred to as baby making music—half the dance floor emptied out. Piper straightened, preparing to break the connection, thank her partner and head back to the table, when she was abruptly spun around. Gasping, Piper found herself face-to-face with the hottie with the body.
Up close, he was even better than she had envisioned for the last hour. Wild dirty blond hair, crisp blue eyes, a wide jaw and a straight nose made him the perfect male specimen. And when he smiled, hot damn! The man had two perfect dimples that she had the urge to lick. She didn’t, of course, because that would be creepy, but she could do whatever she wanted in her mind, and she was licking his face like it was the last Creamsicle on the planet.
He pulled her into his chest and wrapped his arms securely around her waist, and as he looked down at her with those piercing blue eyes, she was powerless to stop him. Draping her arms over his shoulders, they started dancing. While she didn’t recognize the song playing, it was the perfect setup to a night of drunken debauchery, and judging by the heated look in his eyes, he was thinking the same.
Wedging his knee between her thighs, Piper felt an immediate burst of heat flood through her as the denim rubbed against her exactly where she needed it to. Before she knew what she was doing, Piper was grinding against his leg and working herself into a fervor rivaling a dog in heat. Had she thought for one second that he wasn’t enjoying the spectacle she was making of herself, it was instantly dispelled by the rigid bulge riding the inside of her thigh. Like her, he was breathing heavily, and when she tipped her head back, the wild, hungry look in his eyes told her she wasn’t alone.Stepping away from her, he took her by the hand and led her off the dance floor and down the hall toward the bathrooms.
DON'T MISS STRANDED, THE FIRST BOOK IN THE NIGHT CALLS SERIES, #FREE ON ALL PLATFORMS!
Burned, Felix Sinclair has all but vowed never to get seriously involved with another woman as long as he lives. After a long day's work, Felix Sinclair is looking forward to getting back to his luxury apartment in the city. When he detours onto a road less traveled in order to shave off some travel time, the last thing he expects is to wind up stranded in a roadside ditch in the middle of a downpour--or to fall into the arms of a beautiful woman.
Recently divorced, jobless, friendless and utterly alone, Poppy Montgomery is struggling to convince herself that single life is what she wants--needs. Then a handsome stranger staggers into her life and sparks fly. Riding out the storm together is bound to stir up heat, but once it passes, will they be able to walk away?
AUTHOR’S NOTE: STRANDED is the first in an interconnected series of erotic romance. Each book can be read as a stand alone, but you will find that each new character has been previously introduced in some way. As an introduction to the series, STRANDED is a novella, but rest assured each new addition will be a full length novel worth sinking your teeth into.
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J.C. Valentine is the USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward Fighters Series and the Forbidden Series. Her vivid imagination and love of words and romance had her penning her own romance stories from an early age, which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced friends and family members to read. No, she isn’t sorry.
J.C. earned her own happily ever after when she married her high school sweetheart. Living in the Northwest, they have three amazing children and far too many pets and spend much of their free time together enjoying movies or the outdoors.
Among the many hats she wears, J.C. is an entrepreneur. Having graduated with honors, she holds a Bachelor’s in English and when she isn’t writing, you can find her editing for fellow authors. Sign up for J.C.’s newsletter and never miss a thing! http://bit.ly/1KxXWWB