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About the author:
So take note, I am just a small town girl trying to bring light to your darkness, anything is possible if you work hard at it. So hold your head high, get out there, and do what you love.
What inspired you to write your book?
The song by Jana Kramer, “WHISKEY”. I loved how she explained that this man came in and wrecked her world, that she should have known better, but just couldn’t deny herself him.
Here is a short sample from the book:
I slide on my old ratty t-shirt and grab a pair of boxers from the dresser. I sit on the edge of my bed and wait for his knock on the door. A million thoughts of how I’m going to handle this flood my mind. When the knock finally comes, I trudge forward full of dread, but I’m not prepared for what I see when I answer my door.
It’s January and he’s in a pair of gym pants. His shirt is off and his chest is glistening. What the hell is he thinking? I know he’s hot, but damn he’s going to catch a cold. He notices my gaping mouth, and runs his hand down his sweaty chest.
I swallow hard as I take him in, and all my thoughts seem to float away. On impulse, I pull him to me then stand on my tiptoes to devour his lips. My nipples rub against his hard chest and his hands come to my ass as he lifts me onto his hips. The towel drops from my head and my hair flies free.
He mumbles across my lips, “Mmm…you smell delicious. I was hoping to catch you before you showered.”
I pull back, and peer into his eyes. “Screw the shower. Fuck me.”
He presses me against the wall and yanks my shirt off. He sets me down, only to remove our remaining clothes and grab a condom. Once I’m back in his arms, he rams into me and pushes my hands above my head, holding them firmly against the wall as he strokes my aching core. I gasp for air, “Oh, oh!”
He breathes into my ear. “That’s it, baby, tell me how you like it.”
“Oh God, harder!”
He powers into me, inching my body up the wall with each thrust. His mouth finds my nipple and he bites down, the slight pressure causing a sting of pain. I scream out in pleasure and rip my hands from his, tugging on his hair to shove his face into my breast, wanting, needing more. He sucks my nipples roughly, going from one to the other, while his hand gripping my ass holds us together. The tip of his dick massages my insides. Breathless, I relax against him as I reach my end. He slowly finishes and lets me slide down him. He holds me steady until he’s certain my legs won’t give out.
He looks down at his sweaty body and asks, “Can I use your shower?”
“Only if I can come too,” I tease,
He smiles. “Um, I think you just did.”
I playfully swat his arm, and drag him off to the bathroom to have my way with him once more.