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About the author:
She believes while life can take you down every path but the right one, eventually everyone will find their happily ever after.
What inspired you to write your book?
My co-author Cameron Skye, as the book is semi-autobiographical about her.
Here is a short sample from the book:
He opened the door for her, and she climbed into his Benz. When he shut the door and climbed into the car as well, she knew there was no going back. He smiled at her, his look one of anticipation…and lust.
Journey blared from the radio as they drove quickly down the Jersey Pike. She couldn’t help but laugh at him singing Any Way You Want It. Neither of them spoke and you could cut the building sexual tension with a knife.
They pulled up to what had to be his infamous apartment. She knew he had a house in Elizabeth along with his wife. His wife…..Jess knew when she walked in there with him exactly what she would be doing to her and was shocked she truly didn’t care.
He jumped out of the car, opening the door for her. When she got out he grabbed her hand, leading her up wooden stairs. When they reached the top, he told her to stay on the porch for a moment. He then took out his gun, opened the door and went inside. Within a few minutes he reappeared.
“Had to make sure we were alone?” Jess rolled her eyes as she walked past him. Trying her hardest not to sound jealous.
“Had to get the video ready.” He was sarcastic, and sounded harsh. And bitter.
“I’m sorry. It’s just…you’re married and-”
“I have not slept with my wife in years. She barely let me touch her when I was allowed to.” Nick laughed humorlessly. “Look, can we not do this now? Yes, I’m married. You deserve an explanation, and sometime, I’ll give you one, but not tonight. Is that ok with you?
When she turned from the door the blue sun dress she wore swayed yet clung to her hips. He saw her back was bare almost to her ass. She spoke without turning.
“Consider the subject closed. For now.”
“Thank you. Want a drink? Wine?”
“Sure, wine would be great.”
He disappeared around the corner and she moved to the couch in front of the bay window to look out. Nick returned with two glasses of wine and stopped in his tracks.
Jess’ hair hung over her shoulder in cascading curls. The moon shone through the window and caught her dress making it almost transparent. He was still standing there when she turned, settling onto the couch and crossing one long leg over the other. She spread her arms out on the back of the couch expansively.
He finally made himself walk toward her and handed her the wine as he sat down.
“Not half as stunning as the view from here, kid.”
She turned slightly, angling her knees as close to him as possible. At first glance he appeared to be completely relaxed. He had one arm resting on the back of the couch while the other gripped his wine glass. He sipped his wine and she noticed his free hand was in a fist, his jaw tight. It was like he was holding himself under rigid control.
He leaned forward and placed the wine on the table, reaching over and taking hers as well. He placed his hands around her waist, lifting her onto his lap with little effort, moving her legs so she was facing him. Putting both hands in her hair, he pulled her to him and kissed her, claiming her mouth with brute force he couldn’t control. His tongue filled her mouth with an intoxicating taste of wine…and Nick.
Jess pulled her dress up around her waist and pushed against his cock. She paused for a moment at its sheer size. He pulled back from kissing her and looked at her. All the tension was gone from his face and the only expression was one of hunger.
With a strength she’d never felt, he carried her with her long, muscular legs wrapped around him to the bedroom. Without words, he placed her gently on the edge of the bed, pushed her flat and then leaned over to kiss her, gently this time, soothing her punished, bruised lips.
Moving to his knees he flicked his tongue over her clit causing her to cry out. He licked and sucked around her clit, sliding his stiffened tongue in and out, doing everything but what she so desperately needed. Finally he took her in his mouth and slid one finger in, then two, inside of her. When he hummed against her and thrust his thick fingers against the walls of her pussy once more, she exploded in one of the hardest, deepest orgasms of her life.
Giving no time whatsoever to recover, he pushed his pants down and pulled her to him. He reached over to grab a bottle of lube and that’s when she saw his enormous cock. It had to be at least ten-eleven inches, maybe larger. He gently rolled her over onto her stomach, then leaned forward to whisper, “Are you ready?”
For that? Her mind was telling her no way would he ever fit inside, but her pussy seemed to give way, saying she was more than fucking ready. If she was any more ready, she would die. Unclenching and clenching together over and over in anticipation, her body answered for her.
She got on her knees and glanced over her shoulder at him. That was all the encouragement he needed. He placed the head of his cock against her pussy and slowly started entering her tight opening.
She just knew he was going to rip her in two. She sucked in a breath and tried to relax, torn between wanting him to pull out and bury himself deep inside of her. Finally, he slid the head of his cock in her and time simply ceased to exist.
“Oh…my…fucking…god.” She found herself pushing back into him, taking everything he had to give. At her prompting he picked up the pace. He overwhelmed her, in a way no man had ever done before.
As he continued to move, thrusting in and out of her pussy, one of his hands slid down to find her clit. She felt herself clench around him, her cries getting louder and louder. “That’s it, baby…come on…” His hot breath was in her ear, his warm, sweaty chest rubbing against her back. His words only fueled her further. She moaned soft and low in her throat.
“Yes…yes…yes…fuck, Nick fuck me.”
She came, with a force that was almost painful. Tears sprang to her eyes as she felt the warmth of his semen rush inside of her as Nick followed shortly behind, thrusting into her one last time and shouting hoarsely, sinking his teeth into her shoulder.
She had never experienced anything like that in all her life.
So connected…so deep. Like they were truly one person.
She was lost.
They both collapsed on the bed, exhausted, his weight pressed into her. She could still feel his heavy, semi-erect cock inside of her as they lay there, in bliss for what seemed like hours, but was in fact, minutes.
Finally, he slid out to lay beside her.
“You ok, kid? Did I hurt you?”
She didn’t want him thinking her tears were from any kind of pain. “You didn’t hurt me. That was… incredible.”
He smiled at her response. A real smile, something she never seen him do. He could light up a room with that smile. He was beautiful.
He laid back, motioning for her to lay her head on his chest. She slid into his arms and felt them wrap around her. She felt warm and safe, a feeling she was not used to feeling.
It was at that moment she knew she was falling for him. Holy shit, was she in trouble.