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SAVAGE DOM: A DARK ROMANCE (SAVAGE ISLAND BOOK 1)
 
USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry delivers a fast-paced, high-stakes novel of survival, suspense, and heart-breaking passion with SAVAGE DOM, book one in the utterly captivating Savage Island duet.
He was one of six.
The biggest, the bravest, the most brutal.
Programed to discipline.
Dominate
Destroy.
It’s a fight to the death
Only one will survive.
But there’s one complication….
Me.
Please note: Savage Dom is book one in the Savage Island duet and ends with “happy for now.” Book two, Savage Love, completes the Savage Island duet. This book includes elements of violence and kinky, sexual scenes. If this offends you, please do not read.

 

 

She walks toward me, and without thinking, I open my arms to hug her. Thunder rolls overhead, and before she reaches me, huge drops of rain pelt down from above. She reaches me as the rain falls in sudden torrents. We both speak at the same time. The poor girl’s trembling.

“I’m sorry, I froze—”

“Those things are deadly—”

“I tried to get away—”

“It killed one of the men here.”

“You saved me, I couldn’t—”

And then she’s in my arms, soaking wet and utterly naked, and I don’t even try to stop this. She’s shaking but framing my face with her hands as I bring my mouth to hers and kiss her. Oh, Christ, it’s been so long since I kissed a woman, and never in circumstances like this. We’re soaking wet and disheveled, but stripped from every possible modern convenience, there’s nothing but raw sexual attraction.

She’s holding onto me while I frame her waist with my hands, and my God, she feels so fucking good, even soaking wet and shivering. Her skin is like silk, her body easily melding to mine. My cock’s a steel rod between us, but she’s either as turned on as I am, or she doesn’t care. She only presses herself closer to me and rocks. I slide my tongue in her mouth and skate my hands down her trim waist to the fullness of her ass.

I want to see how she responds to being dominated. Something tells me she might be an independent woman, but she won’t fight this. So I grip her ass before taking one of my hands away and when she moans, I lace my fingers through her sodden hair with one hand, and with the other, slap the fullest part of her ass.

She sighs into my mouth and draws nearer. I spank her again, and again, as I continue to kiss her, yanking her hair between my fingers. I fucking love the way she molds to me like this, as if welcoming me to do more. I bring my hands to her underarms and hoist her into my arms. Her legs wrap around my torso, my cock pressed up against her ass. Christ, I want to fuck her right this minute. With her still holding onto me, our lips still joined together.

My need for her is so strong, I can’t think, I can’t speak. I need in this woman, and now.

I lay her on the ground and she yields to me, moaning when I pull my mouth off hers and trail my tongue from her neck to her collarbone. On instinct, I wrap my fingers around her neck, feeling the way her pulse quickens on my palm while I cup her pussy with my other hand.

“I want to own this pussy,” I say in a ragged whisper. Her eyes widen and her lips part when I flex my hand on her neck. I shove my hand between her legs and spread her thighs. She’s dripping wet in more ways than one. I effortlessly glide my fingers through her folds until she’s grinding against my hand.

“Fucking gorgeous,” I say in a low rumble, working her pussy while I look her over. Jesus, how I want to fuck her. I drop my mouth to one breast and lap at her nipple while I finger her, reminding her who’s in charge of this with gentle pressure to her neck. She moans and bucks her pussy against my hand. I suck in a nipple, suckling for a moment before giving it a harsh nip with my teeth.

She gasps, though it’s muted with my hold on her. I release her nipple and lap the hardened bud with the flat of my tongue, circling to stimulate her. She moans and whimpers. I release her neck and move my hands to her wrists, cuffing them.

“Stay there,” I whisper. “Do exactly as I say, or I’ll punish you.”

Her eyes look a little frightened, but her body vibrates with need. There are little pink fingerprints on her neck where I choked her, her hair wild and crazy from being pulled.

I’m drawn to her in a way I can’t control, a way I don’t understand but can’t stop. I need her like I need to fucking breathe.

“I need to fuck you,” I whisper. “I need to fuck you now.”

“We shouldn’t,” she whispers, but then she’s moaning and spreading her legs like she can’t stop herself either.

I line my cock at her entrance and tease her clit with the head, and when she’s moaning and on the cusp of climax, I plunge myself into her. She sighs deliciously and opens her legs wide.

“Fuck me,” she says through gritted teeth. I place one hand on her neck again and gently squeeze, holding both wrists in my other hand, and shove my cock in her channel. Christ, it feels amazing. I don’t even remember the last time I had a woman. I do know it was way before I even set foot on this island. She’s so tight I groan, building a rhythm, oblivious to where we are or what we’re doing, our only focus chasing our ecstasy.

I thrust and her head goes back with a moan and she pulls on her wrists, but I hold fast.

“Fuck me, you’re gorgeous,” I manage to rasp out. I thrust again, harder, and she screams, but it doesn’t stop me. Again, I thrust and again she moans, her legs wrapped around my torso anchoring me to her. I pull my cock out so the very head is at her center, and slam into her again, loving the way she writhes on the edge of bliss, loving the way her pussy milks my cock, loving the momentary reprieve from all responsibility as I do what I’ve been created to do, what I have to do. This woman was mine from the moment she set foot on this island.

I close my eyes when her keening moans increase and her pussy clenches on me. She’s on the cusp of climax and I’m on her heels. She throws her head back with reckless abandon and screams her climax when my seed lashes into her. I pump my hips and claim her body, marking her with my come. I don’t stop until she’s sighing and panting and fully relaxed beneath me.

“Gorgeous,” I say, leaning down to plant a kiss on her cheek.

“My God, what was that?” she whispered. “I got turned on looking at you. This isn’t me. I’m not—”

“Me neither,” I tell her. We’re still entangled together. I’ve just fucked her, but I’m not sated. I want more.

“Something’s happening here,” she whispers. She looks in my eyes searchingly. Hers are a delicate, bright green.

“I know.” I don’t know what else to say, so I lean down and kiss her again.

“Dear God,” she says, when I pull away. “This place is bewitched or something.”

“Or something,” I mutter. “Christ. Get your dress on before I fuck you again. We’ve got to get up to the shelter and secure things before nightfall.”

She pulls away reluctantly, jumping back in the water to clean off but I don’t look this time. I can’t. If I do, I don’t trust myself not to fuck her again.

 

USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry pens stern but loving alpha heroes, feisty heroines, and emotion-driven happily-ever-afters. She writes what she loves to read: kink with a tender touch. Jane is a hopeless romantic who lives on the East Coast with a houseful of children and her very own Prince Charming.
Connect with Jane at http://janehenryromance.com
 

 

 

New ReleaseGiveaway/Excerpt

Title: Dirty Girls
Author: Lily White
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: January 29, 2020
They were the boys any good girl knew to avoid.
Rich and privileged.
Gorgeous and cruel.
The poster boys for rebellion…their tongues so sharp they cut to the bone.
 
We worshipped them despite their dangerous games.
We laughed even as we cried.
 
It was all fun and games until the first dirty girl died.
 
Now, as the bodies pile up, I believe I can endure their wicked ways. Only time will tell if I’ll escape.
 
Because when wealthy boys are accustomed to getting everything they want, not even the lives of those around them are too high an asking price.
Warning: This book is a dark romance. If you are looking for a sweet and tender story, you won’t find it here.

“Lily White at it again, she likes to whip you with suspense, choke you with mystery, and keep you guessing until very end!” ~Amazon review

“… a fascinating, disturbing, intriguing and thought provoking read.” ~Amazon Review

I was putting distance between us with each step, the numbers growing faint until I barely heard ten. They had to be a good distance away, but I didn’t think it would be enough.

Already, thin branches had grabbed at my hair and ripped individual strands from my head. My feet had stumbled over stones on the ground and roots that were growing too high up.

Every so often, thick patches of bushes would block my way, causing me to turn left or right to avoid them.

I was engulfed in darkness, the moon and stars hidden above the canopy of trees, and eventually the forest around me grew silent. I could only hear my heavy breathing. But I didn’t stop. Didn’t turn to see if I could hear footsteps behind me, didn’t slow down to give myself even a second to catch my breath. I just kept going without concern for where I would end up, as long as it was away from them.

For a moment I believed that I’d somehow outrun them, but when a tree blocked my path and I had to dodge to avoid it, a hand slapped at my arm causing me to scream.

I turned again and ran in a different direction with deep laughter booming from where I had been.

I was being corralled, but still I kept running, even when my body wanted to give out.

 

 

 

 

Lily White is a romance writer who likes to dabble on the taboo side of eroticism. She is most known for her Masters Series, Target This, Wishing Well, and Asylum. In addition to dark romance Lily writes contemporary romance, taboo romance, and psychological thrillers. Lily enjoys stretching her writing muscles by continuing to challenge herself with each book she publishes.

 

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Title: Hard Work
Series: A Cook Brothers Novel
Author: BJ Harvey
Genre: Co-Worker, Unrequited Love, House Flipping RomCom
Release Date: January 30, 2020

Having watched his brothers meet their match, Cohen Cook is feeling something he never anticipated—envy.
 
With a demanding job, and helping his brothers with their biggest flip project yet, he doesn’t have time to sleep with, let alone date, anyone.
 
Skye Rossi is a free spirit. She’s a take-her-as-you-see-her woman who works hard and plays hard, but the person she wants to play with friend-zoned her the minute they met.
 
When sparks fly between Cohen and Skye, the only way forward is to propose a mutually beneficial arrangement that no one knows about.
 
Besides, what’s the harm in a few orgasms between best friends?
 

“This series just keeps getting better and better!”

 

“Fan-flipping-tastic that’s what this book is, holy mother of god do I love these Cook men.” 

 

“It is basically the perfect romance.”

 

“This series just keeps getting better and better!” 

 

“This entire series is some of BJ Harvey’s best work to date.”

 

“Do you think living in the same building and working together is going to be too much?”

“If I thought it would be, I wouldn’t have said yes when Jamie suggested it,” I say with a shrug. “It’s not like we don’t spend time outside of work together already.”

“But… not like this. You’re literally two flights of stairs away.”

“Do you have a problem with it? I didn’t exactly ask before springing it on you.”

“It’s fine. We’re fine. Everything is fine,” she rambles. “I’m just in one of my weird overthinking, worst-case-scenario, the-world-may-end-tomorrow kind of moods.” She waves her hand in the air. “Just run with it, keep me fed and watered, and tell me I look pretty.”

“You’re fucking gorgeous, Skye, and you know that.”

“Well, that’s a bit much, but I’m not gonna stop you.”

“It’s true. And to take it one step further,” I say, leaning in, the smell of her perfume more potent the closer I get, “when you walked into the station tonight, I had to turn around and walk away to stop from becoming the laughing stock of the station and earning a new nickname.” A salacious grin transforms her face.

“That bad, huh?”

“That good. It’s like you purposefully forgot to do up the top button of your shirt just to flash me the blue lace underneath.”

Her eyes dance with mischief, and without even asking, I know it was all for me. She taps her chin with her index finger. “Hmm, I wonder what name you could have had.”

“Egg white,” I say.

“Okay, that’s not what I expected. Why that?”

“Stiff when well beaten.”

Skye barks out a laugh, and I join her. “What about Cocked and Loaded?”

“Or just Cocked.”

“Quick Draw?” Her lips quirk up and said cock twitches to attention. How is it that I’ve been able to control myself around Skye during the past year, but since that kiss and Skye’s declaration that sex with me could just be sex—no complications needed—I can’t get her out of my head? The genie is out of the bottle, and that stubborn bastard refuses to go back inside.

“And I think that’s a sign we should change the subject.”

BJ Harvey is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the Bliss Series. She regards herself as a smut peddler, suspense conjurer, and a funny romance thinker upper. An avid music fan, you will always find her singing some hit song badly and loving every minute of it. She’s a wife, a mom to two beautiful tweenagers, is a proud born and bred Kiwi and currently lives in Perth, Western Australia.

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SAVAGE DOM: A DARK ROMANCE (SAVAGE ISLAND BOOK 1)
 
USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry delivers a fast-paced, high-stakes novel of survival, suspense, and heart-breaking passion with SAVAGE DOM, book one in the utterly captivating Savage Island duet.
He was one of six.
The biggest, the bravest, the most brutal.
Programed to discipline.
Dominate
Destroy.
It’s a fight to the death
Only one will survive.
But there’s one complication….
Me.
Please note: Savage Dom is book one in the Savage Island duet and ends with “happy for now.” Book two, Savage Love, completes the Savage Island duet. This book includes elements of violence and kinky, sexual scenes. If this offends you, please do not read.

 

 

 

 

USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry pens stern but loving alpha heroes, feisty heroines, and emotion-driven happily-ever-afters. She writes what she loves to read: kink with a tender touch. Jane is a hopeless romantic who lives on the East Coast with a houseful of children and her very own Prince Charming.
Connect with Jane at http://janehenryromance.com
 

 

 

🏳️‍🌈New Release/Live Auction/Signed Paperbacks/Australia Bushfire Relief

Title: The Australian
Series: Men of the World
Author: J.O Mantel
Genre: M/M Romance Standalone
Release Date: January 31, 2020
Twelve countries. Twelve men. Twelve million dollars!
When Deacon Brady scored his dream job as the lead actor in an award-winning daytime soap opera, he had the entire world at his feet. Racking up an impressive list of awards and voted People Magazine’s sexiest man alive, the world was his oyster, and he was living it to the fullest at the top of the A-list.
But then everything changed …
 
The latest Global Financial Crisis, and the crash of Wall Street, not only leaves Deacon bankrupt, but single, depressed and millions in debt.
But when a TV producer approaches him on the street, he arranges a private meeting and makes Deacon a proposition too good to refuse.
 
With Deacon struggling to make ends meet, the producer offers him an opportunity that will not only pay off his debts, but provide a once-in-a-lifetime adventure that his daredevil heart can’t ignore.
 
The deal – Appear in the new reality TV show, Tainted Love. Travel to twelve countries, meet twelve sexy, single guys, and be paid twelve million dollars. 
But the deal of a lifetime doesn’t come without a price.
He can’t allow himself to fall in love, or he risks losing not only the twelve million dollars, but his heart, in the process. 
First stop – Sydney, Australia.
$1 from every ebook sold will be donated to the Australian Red Cross bushfire appeal.

 

Join J.O Mantel on release day, Friday January 31st @ 9pm AEDST for this HUGE release day auction.
 
I will be doing a LIVE auction, which will run for 3 days, with proceeds being donated to bushfire relief here in Australia. Some items up for auction are as follows.
* BOOKS EVER AFTER BOOK BOXES
* Signed paperbacks from local Australian and international authors, Lisa Edward, Lilliana Anderson, Lesley Jones, KM Golland and MANY, MANY more.
* Tickets to Perfectly Published Perth in July
And MUCH, MUCH more.
 
Join us on January 31st for this great cause, and help our Australian wildlife and bushfire relief efforts!
 

Book Tour

Title: Bittersweet Legacy
Series: Patrician Book One
Author: R.G. Angel
Genre: Bully Romance
Release Date: January 24, 2020

You don’t realize when your life is about to change forever, how a simple text can tear your world apart. 
 
Esme Danvers doesn’t have an easy life but at least she is loved by her widower father… or at least that’s who she thought he was for 17 years. Enter William Forbes, top 10 of America’s 1% and her actual father – or rather the father of Esmeralda Forbes, the girl she was born to be, the heir to a legacy she’d never known or wanted. 
 
Esme’s thrown into a world of glamour and money, smoke and mirrors, hate, pain and unspoken rancor. A world with a distant, calculating and uncaring father; Archibald, a brother who hates her; and Caleb, his best friend who is as wicked and mean as he is beautiful and charismatic. 
 
Caleb, this broken boy whom she can’t seem to hate enough to keep him out of her bloodstream, a boy who doesn’t seem to hate her enough to stay away. 
 
But as the past reveals itself in ways Esme didn’t expect, she finds herself in the middle of a swirl of lies, betrayals, conspiracy and even murder, with barely anyone to watch her back. 
The only thing she really wants is to get back to being Esme Danvers, to find a way out before it’s too late.
 
R.G Angel is a trained lawyer, world traveler, coffee addict, cheese aficionado, avid book reviewer and blogger.
 
She considers herself as an ‘Eclectic romantic’ and wants to write romances in every sub-genre she can think of.
 
When she is not busy doing all her lawyerly mayhem, and because she is living in rainy Britain, she mostly enjoys indoor activities such as reading, watching TV, playing with her crazy puppy and writing stories she hopes will make you dream.
 
If you want to know when R.G.’s next book will come out, or what signing she will be attending please follow her Facebook page https://www.facebook.com/AuthorRGAngel/
 
 

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New Release

Title: The Lies We Tell
Series: The Four #1
Author: Becca Steele
Genre: NA Enemies to Lovers/Bully Romance
Release Date: January 28, 2020

 

Starting over after my father’s sudden death was bad enough, but the four boys who rule Alstone College, my new university, are determined to make my life even more difficult. One in particular. Caiden Cavendish.
 
My nightmare. My shadow. My stepbrother.
 
My dad’s death was an accident… Lie.
My life isn’t in danger… Lie.
The Four won’t bring mayhem to my life… Lie.
I don’t want Caiden Cavendish… Lie.
Lies.
Lies.
Lies.
 
Eeny, meeny, miny, mo.The Four are coming for you, Snow.

Before I knew what I was doing, I’d thrown the mushrooms into the pan and was stepping right up to him, so close that I could feel the heat from his body as he glared down at me. “You might want to wash your hands. They’re looking a little pink, King Caiden.” 


He stepped even closer, his body pressing into mine, and I suddenly found it difficult to breathe. “King Caiden, huh? If I’m the king, then get on your knees and worship me.”

A shudder ran through me at his low, harsh rasp. I met his dark gaze, seeing the barely restrained fury clear in his eyes, and I steeled myself, welcoming the anger that surged within me, smothering the lust. “Fuck you,” I spat through clenched teeth. “If you’re insinuating that I can suck your dick, I’d rather choke to death on my own vomit than have that anywhere near my mouth.”

Becca Steele is a contemporary romance author from the south of England, where she lives with her husband, two kids, and various animals.
 
When she’s not writing, you can find her reading or watching Netflix, usually with a glass of wine in hand.
 
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Title: Samantha
Series: Ink-Fusions Book 2
Author: Penny Anglene
Genre: MC Romance, Contemporary, Standalone
Release Date: January 27, 2020
Samantha
Abandoned at an orphanage as an infant, not allowed to be adopted out, I’ve always craved family, to belong. My life was about fighting and scratching for everything I wanted or needed. Seeing him, knowing he was what I wanted, I pursued him but why do I keep pushing him away when I know he is it for me. Trust is a big issue for me, If I can’t trust him, I’m going to lose him. With a life of hardships, it makes trust nearly impossible.
 
Dog
I watched her through windows and stalked her. She didn’t even know it. Then I introduced myself in the most unconventional way. Samantha is it for me. Now to make her see it. Then everything went to shit, it exploded all around us. Although I didn’t lie to her, omitting the truth was just as bad. What can I do to show her it’s not always like this. I need to make her see that I would love her unconditionally if she would just stop running.

“You are like kryptonite. Boom, then up in flames, baby,” he mutters in my ear with a slight chuckle.

I reach up and hold the side of his face in my palm and stroke it. I reach up and kiss his lips so softly. “I’ll be back in a minute okay?” I say with a sad face.

I look at all of them. “I ain’t no fucking shrew. I may be a bitch at times, but I’m not a fucking shrew.

 
 
 
 
 
 
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New Release

Title: Bold From It
Series: Hellions Ride On
Author: Chelsea Camaron
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: January 20, 2020

 

Opposites attract, driving emotions high, this is a passion-fueled ride… are you ready?
Kick
Born straight into Hell, the Hellions MC gave me a safety I never knew existed.
Raised by Nathan “Boomer” Vaughn, I finally knew what it was to have a real family.
I found my place wearing this cut and taking this ride with him.
I am Colton “Kick” Vaughn.
I live for family, f*cking, and fun.
Diem
Life is good. Life is easy.
I am Diem Reigns.
I live a life of comfort and privilege.
When everything crashes around me, I find my only comfort with him. A biker who is reckless, careless, and everything my mother told me to stay away from suddenly becomes the only person I can trust.
She’s in danger with nowhere to turn. He’s determined to give her the ride of her life.

 

 
 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
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USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Chelsea Camaron is a small town Carolina girl with a big imagination. She’s a wife and mom, chasing her dreams. She writes contemporary romance, romantic suspense, and romance thrillers. She loves to write about blue-collar men who have real problems with a fictional twist. From mechanics, bikers, oil riggers, smokejumpers, bar owners, and beyond she loves a strong hero who works hard and plays harder.

 

 

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New Release/Excerpt

Title: Thick & Thin
Series: The Chubby Girl Chronicles
Author: Tabatha Vargo
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release: January 21, 2020


Jenny Michaels
We promised to stay best friends through thick and thin, but that was before the kiss that changed it all. Before he went off to war and left me behind angry and bitter. Now he’s back, turning my world upside down, but I’m not the love-sick tomboy he left behind. And even though he always promised through thick and thin, something tells me I’m a little thicker than he had in mind. 
Joshua Black
I made promises to Jenny, but I’m not the boy I was when I left for Afghanistan. I’m broken, scarred, and not nearly good enough to hold her heart. I tried to do the right thing and stay away, but my family needs me, which means I have to go home. Jenny hates me, and maybe that’s a good thing because I only want to do right by her. That means keeping my hands off her newly rounded curves. No matter how hard that might be.
JENNY MICHAELS
“Guess what they say is true,” he said, sliding up to the bar next to me.
I didn’t look his way, but I knew he was talking to me. “And what’s that?”
One minute he was sitting across the bar and staring back at me with a look in his eyes I couldn’t name, and the next he was at my side, the heat from his body burning me even though we weren’t touching.
I felt as though my chest was caving in. Part of me had wanted to see his face so badly it burned, but the other part of me, the new self-conscious part, didn’t want him to see me. I was fat. I had gained so much weight since we had last seen each other. My body and its hormones had lost their ever-loving minds and decided I would be much better suited for a size eighteen than my old size two.
“Sprints is basically full of trash these days.”
His hurtful words struck their intended target … my heart. And I sucked in an injured breath before turning his way. My eyes collided with his and all the warmth that had once lived in his gaze was gone. Instead, there was only cold anger staring back at me.
His face was harder, his eyes stern and his lips tight. He wasn’t thrilled to see me and honestly, I felt the same. The urge to leave was strong, but I was too prideful. Instead, I remained seated and lifted my beer for a casual drink. It was too late to turn and leave. My spine stiffened and I sat up straighter hoping to smooth my fat rolls. Sweat dotted my upper lip and quickly I swiped at it. I was nervous, although, I would have eaten nails before I admitted it.
He wanted to play the asshole. Fine. But I was an adult and I wasn’t about to respond to his bullshit. Instead, I turned away and lifted my beer for another sip as if his words had meant nothing.
“Did you hear me?” he pressed.
“Yep,” I said, popping the P.
What had I ever done to him? He was the one who had pushed me away. The one who had ended our friendship or whatever the hell it was.
He was different inside and out. Cold and callous. His body was leaner, and he was taller.
He moved closer, his familiar scent invading my space, and that, combined with the width of his shoulders, took my breath away. Josh was no longer a nineteen-year-old boy.
No.
He was a man.
All grown up and looking so delicious I wanted to lean in closer and taste him.
He grinned as if he knew what I was thinking before his face disappeared from my view so he could speak directly in my ear.
“You’ve really let yourself go, huh? I guess all those gummy bears finally caught up with you.”
Pain shot through my stomach so intense I felt the need to gag.
My weight. He was talking about my weight. Josh had never been so cruel to anyone. He never teased or bullied.
Who was this man?
“And you’re really an asshole, huh?” I countered.
His remarks were harsher than mine, but I was so shocked by his insult I couldn’t think of anything good enough to match his devastating words.
He pulled back and his grin didn’t reach his eyes. “The biggest.”
I let my eyes drift low until I was looking at the seat of his loose jeans. “Not really,” I said, referring to the size of his cock.
Men hated that shit, and if he was going straight for my weak spot, my weight, then I would do the same.
His grinned slowly disappeared and his eyes lowered, turning into angry slits. “Just because you’ve had an obscene amount of cock in your face, doesn’t mean you’re an expert. And I seem to remember you enjoying it just fine.”
Ouch.
Apparently, my reputation had proceeded.
Jenny Michaels. The town slut who went off to college and slept around.
A rebuttal burned my tongue, but I didn’t spill. Let him think what he wanted. It was none of his business. He had given up that right when he pushed me away.
“I was a nineteen-year-old virgin. What did I know? Anyway, I faked it.”
I hadn’t.
It had been beautiful, and it killed me to tarnish the moment that had gotten me through so many dark nights.
Again, he leaned closer, his hot breath rushing along the side of my cheek.
“Liar. You came so hard your eyes rolled back in your head. It dripped down my cock like a fucking waterfall.”
I opened my mouth to tell him to go fuck himself, but before I could, a woman I had never seen before came up beside him and poked him in the side.
“Hey, are you ready to go? This place is giving me a headache.”
 “Yeah.” He leaned back, pulled out his wallet, and tossed a bill onto the counter to tip the bartender. “See you around, Michaels.”
His use of my last name was impersonal and cold. I hated it.
“Yeah. Hopefully not, Black.”
And then he was gone, leaving me breathless and emotionally exhausted.
I hated him, but I hated myself even more because even though he had struck me in my weak spot and said some of the most hateful things a person had ever said to me, there was a soft spot in my broken heart that still loved Joshua Black. 
JOSHUA BLACK
Jenny Michaels was no longer a small girl.
She had blossomed and filled in, in all the right places. Her body was thicker, her breasts larger, and she had curves that begged me to trail them with my tongue. Words ripe with cruelty spewed from my lips, hurting her the way she had hurt me three years ago, but my body was using a different set of words. Words like …
Ache.
Hard.
Wet.
Soft.
Fuck. 
Tabatha is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for her sexy adult romance Little Black Book.
 
Tabatha writes in all genres, including adult and new adult, and isn’t afraid to venture into the dark side on occasion, as she proved with her dark, prison romance, Slammer. 
 
She’s an avid reader of all things smutty and the writer of sexy stories featuring redeemable alpha bad boys and sweet, strong women.
 
Her other loves include her children, her loving, supportive husband, anything historical, and wind chimes.
 
When she isn’t writing, she’s texting book ideas to herself.
 
Tabatha is represented by Jane Dystel of Dystel & Goderich Literary Management.
 
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