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Release Blitz: The billionaire and the Virgin By Gisele St. Claire


Title: The Billionaire and the Virgin 
Author: Gisele St. Claire 
Genre: Romance 





Henry ‘H’ Carter from SOLD returns for your reading pleasure…

Fourteen years after losing his wife, Vee; and unborn child; Henry finds himself no longer fulfilled by his property empire and Club S – his fantasy club where he seeks no-strings satisfaction.

Then Vee’s half-sister comes to visit. The Amelia he remembers was 9 years old, not this 23-year-old very attractive blonde. Within hours, she’s turning Henry’s life upside-down. Is Henry finally ready to live life again, or will he continue to close himself off from love?

If you like stories of HOT rich alpha males, stories that pull at the heartstrings, and happy ever afters, read on…

This is the first in a new series about billionaire businessmen who featured in the Double Delights series, but can be read as standalones. Look out for the stories of Elias King and Aidan Hall coming soon.








If you’re into quick, hot and sexy erotica romance with a twist then you’ve found the right gal!
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RELEASE BLITZ: Blue Balls by RC Boldt

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BLUE BALLS

Truth: A painful condition caused by a prolonged state of sexual arousal without release.
Myth: Only affects males.

SARAH

I’m beyond frustrated with the man who’s left me high and very far from dry. Multiple times. But, somehow, even though I’m not interested in a relationship, Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome keeps me coming back for more—one crazy, sexual debacle after the next.

Come hell or high water, the stars will align, and the release will be out of this world.

JACK
I’m captivated with the woman who’s left me sixty-nine shades of blue, and she’s only in this for one thing. The first time, I blew it—and not in the good way—but I’m going to ensure we finally see it through. I need to put an end to this “plague” of sexual calamities and prove to Sarah that we can have more.

It’s time to grab the universe by the balls and show it who’s boss.

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RELEASE BLITZ ♡ Lust Muscle By Alexis Angel 


Title: Lust Muscle 
Author: Alexis Angel 
Genre: Romance 



12 Inches. Thick and throbbing.
Grab on if you dare.


Magic stick. Pleasure rod. Girth Vader. Pipe cleaner. 
Lip splitter. Womb raider. 

No matter what you call it, you know you’re thinking about it when you see me. You’re licking your lips at my 12 inches. Filled with rippling power ready to shoot you to paradise. 
Most women – they can’t get enough of it. They swoon when they see my bedroom eyes. They sigh when they feel my 8-pack abs. And then they touch the hammer head. And it’s all over. 

But what happens when it doesn’t work?

When the woman, Cara Lynn, pretends that she doesn’t give a plugged nickel about my trouser rod. 

When the game that I spit falls flat?

Usually I move on. But somehow, I’m drawn to this alpha female like a deer to headlights. 
Thing is, I know she’s pretending to not care. She’s teasing me. Tempting me. 
She’s testing me. 
Well, darlin’… two can play at this game. 

She wants to play head games? It’s a good thing that I have more than just the one on my shoulders.

Come ride the pleasure pole of this standalone romance from Alexis Angel! It’s gonna be a scorcher, babe, so be ready. No cliffys and you know there’s a HEA that’s guaranteed 😉







Alexis Angel writes steamy contemporary romance about bad boys for the bad girl in all of us. She is still single at 30, in case anyone is interested to know, and still very much looking for love. Her favorite things in the world are flowers, chocolate, lingerie, high heels, lipstick, perfume, and the credit card award miles that she gets from buying all that. Prior to writing, Alexis used to be a financial analyst in New York City. She quickly decided that working for a faceless corporation run by men was not her dream job. So she began to write. And as she began to write, she began to use those credit card award miles to travel all over the world. Alexis is still single, in case you forgot from above. She spends winters in California, fall and spring in New York City, and summers in Europe.


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RELEASE BLITZ ★ Single Dad’s Waitress By Amelia Wilde 



Title: Single Dad’s Waitress 
Author: Amelia Wilde 
Genre: Romance 




He’ll give her more than just the tip.



Ryder

I’m not looking for love.

I’ve been screwed over before, and it was the mother of all disasters. The only silver lining? My cute-as-hell daughter, Minnie.

So my only goal when I have to live in Lakewood for the summer is to get in, get back on my feet, and get out of this godforsaken small town with its cutesy cafés and too-nice charm. 

Until I meet Valentine, the waitress at the Short Stack diner.

She’s over-the-top gorgeous, with a body that makes me want to have her for breakfast. And when she sprays me in the face with whipped cream, her pink cheeks start to melt my frigid heart.

I can’t let her get to me. A scorching summer fling, sure…but that’s all my life can handle.

Once fall comes, we’re over.

Valentine

Waitressing is my job of last resort. So here I am, right at rock bottom.

Dumped by my ex? Check. Back in my hometown? Double check. Making a fool of myself in front of the sexiest stranger I’ve ever seen? Nailed it.

Ryder is the kind of guy I can never have. He’s sinfully sexy…and a single dad. There’s no room for me in a life like his.

Besides, come fall, I’m leaving this place behind forever.

The tension between us has to stop. I just have to get it out of my system, because he’s too hot not to touch, and neither of us needs this.

If only someone could remind me of that whenever he smiles at me…

Single Dad’s Waitressis a steamy, sweet single dad romance with adult language, no cheating, laugh-out-loud scenes, and an HEA that will melt your heart.


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Amelia Wilde doesn’t always write about billionaires, but when she does, they’re alphas with hearts of gold and panty-dropping good looks. She doesn’t always write about small-town men, but when she does, they’re too hot to handle and good with their hands. She always writes about sexy heroes who go after what they want and heroines with enough spark and drive to power an entire city. She always wants the perfect happy ending. She will always accept free cookies. 


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Release Blitz: The Leverager by CL Masonite

Title: The Leverager

Author: C.L. Masonite

Genre: New Adult Romance

Release Date: August 4, 2017

Cover Designer: CT Cover Creations

Photography: Wander Aguiar Photography

Cover Model: Joshua Underwood

No one knows who The Leverager is, or if they do, they keep his identity a closely guarded secret. You ask to him to do a favor, any favor and he’ll do it, for a price in return of course.

He’s exclusive; he meets the needs of his clients one at a time. They say his price is different according to each client, sometimes it’s money, sometimes it’s trade secrets and sometimes it’s a favor that you’ll have to repay in the future.

The price is always extortionate—when you make a deal with the devil it always is. And I was willing to pay.

Emerson:


His head began to descend closer and closer until his lips were a breath away from mine. Giddy with wanton lust I waited for him to bridge the gap, but he didn’t. He paused, and right when he had me where he wanted, practically ready to swoon, he whispered, “Quit it, I know what you’re trying to do. You aren’t going anywhere. You’re staying the night. It’s past midnight. You take the bed; I’ll take the couch,” he ordered, and then took a step back. 


“W–what?” I stuttered in confusion, feeling bereft and frustrated.


“You stay within the boundary of my bedroom, and the rest is my territory. Neither one of us crosses sides,” he said as if he was negotiating a peace treaty, except I’d be getting no peace tonight especially if we weren’t even in the same territory! 


“Or we could sleep in the same bed, you stay on the left side and I’ll stay on the right side…no crossovers, no touching, we could even put pillows in between if you’re an active sleeper or have a tendency to spoon in your sleep,” I countered, unable to resist teasing him. 


“Nice try, Älskling, but I think we shouldn’t test my restraint any further tonight. I think we both need a little space to cool off, you more than me, it seems. A cold shower might help, and conveniently enough the shower is on your side,” he suggested right before he closed his bedroom door, effectively signifying the commencement of the treaty. And needlessly leaving me aching unfulfilled and exasperated. 


There was no way I was going to get any sleep tonight unless . . . 


“Dammit,” I whispered to myself. I wished I had my soundproof aluminum casing door sweep for the bottom of the bathroom door to stop him from hearing the cold shower I was about to take. 


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The Leverager:

No, that couldn’t be . . . I cocked my head to the side and listened properly . . . Yep, it was . . . Hearing the sound of the shower I got my pillow and smothered the sound of my laughter. And once it started it didn’t stop for a while. 

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Release Blitz: Porter by Georgia Cates

Book Review5 Star Review by Jodi B. for Ruby Red Romance Review

I love this book. I love all books by Georgia Cates. I will be honest, I haven’t read the Lovibond series until Porter, but I didn’t feel like I missed anything by picking it up where I did. You know some books leave you feeling like you missed parts, but this book was not that way.

I love Porter and Frankee. Love comes to us in all ways and at all ages. I love that Frankee has only ever thought about Porter. She has dreamed about being with him since she was sixteen. I like that Porter tried to fight his feelings in the beginning, but ultimately gave in.

Frankee and Porter went through somethings that no couple should ever have to go through. But for a woman of Frankee’s age, she handled herself well and stood strong. I love when a character is strong and stands by what she believes in. Frankee believed in Porter and in the end, things ended they way they should.

I know these are characters in a book, but I just loved them. I loved that they are strong, smart, and just great characters. Georgia Cates does an amazing job doing that with all her characters. I’m beyond honored to have read and reviewed this book. I hope you will call check it out.

 

 

Title: Porter
A Men of Lovibond Series Standalone
Author: Georgia Cates

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: August 4, 2017

 

Blurb
My employee’s daughter. The tomboy. The kid who once did odd jobs around the
brewery. That’s all she was… until three years passed and she walked into my
office for an interview.
Frankee Dawson is no longer that girl I once called Kiddo. She’s grown into a
beautiful, sexy, desirable woman. Very desirable. And that’s a problem. She’s
my employee’s daughter. Lovibond family. And too young for me. Too innocent.

I want to feel her respond to my kiss.
I want her body to tremble as she anticipates my touch.
I want to learn all the places that bring her pleasure.

But mostly I want her to know that she’s never truly been loved by a man until me.

Frankee is my intern and under me for the summer. Literally. It’s a difficult secret to
maintain when you can’t keep your hands off each other.

This was supposed to be a hot summer fling. Sex and fun without commitment—that’s what we called it. But we were wrong. This is more. I’ve never felt this way about a woman. Never cared more about someone else’s happiness more than my own.

I love her and I’m happy. So damn happy… until a terrible mistake from my past springs forward and threatens to rip us apart.
There are a million reasons for her to leave me. And trust me, she should. But all I really need is one good reason for her to stay.

 

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Frankee and I stayed up until three in the morning. I couldn’t keep my hands off of her. Not when she was wearing that sexy-as-fuck lingerie.
I’ve never seen anyone wear anything like that. Sure, I’ve watched porn and seen it on those women, but never on a real-life woman. And never one in my bed.
Frankee is like my very own porno princess. I gave her six orgasms last night—one an hour. I’ve never done that before. Not that I don’t have the ability. I’ve just never
been inclined to.
“Frankee.”
She doesn’t
stir. Not even a little. I shake her shoulder this time. “Frankee. Wake up,
baby. I have to go.”
She rolls
to her back and slowly opens her eyes. “Someone fucked me into next week.
You’ll have to check back with me when it comes around to see if I can wake
up.”
“You don’t
have to get up, but I do have to go.”
“No. Don’t
go. Staaaay.” She has no idea how badly I want to.
At some
point during the night, Frankee washed off her makeup, and I’m seeing her for
the first time without cosmetics. It’s confirmed. She’s a natural beauty and
doesn’t need that garbage on her face.
“I wish I
could stay in this bed with you all day, but I promised Stout I’d help him move
his stuff to his new house today. I was supposed to be there already, but I
couldn’t bear to leave when you looked so beautiful in my bed.”
I already
know he’s going to give me shit for being late.
“Wait a
minute… before you go.”
Frankee
dashes to the bathroom, still wearing her porno princess attire from last
night. That is one convenient getup. I hope she has more of those.
She returns
from the bathroom with her hair twisted into a topknot. I don’t know what it is
that makes that so damn sexy.
She wraps
her arms around my shoulders and lowers herself to straddle me on the bed.
“Kiss me before you go.”
Her mouth
is minty. And hungry, based on the way she devours my mouth and neck. “Is this
your plan for tempting me to stay?”
Her hands
are working to undo the button and zipper on my jeans. “No. This is.”
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Release Blitz: Trashy Foreplay by Gemma James

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Scandalous. Shameful. TRASHY.

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Never flirt with temptation.
Never lust after what I can’t have.
And never, under any circumstances, screw a married man again.

By the time this story is told, I’ll have failed at all three…

With my heart and reputation in ruins, I can’t afford to make another mistake. Boarding a flight to Seattle is supposed to give me a clean slate, but from the moment Cash Montgomery slides into the seat next to mine, I’m captivated by his steel eyes that see too much. I ache for this stranger in a way I’ve never ached for anyone.

But I didn’t know he was married, and I sure as hell didn’t see the curveball fate had in store. My clean slate in Seattle isn’t so clean after all because my new boss is the man forbidden to me.

And the only man I want.

The only man I’ll do anything for, even if it means breaking the promise I made to myself when I fled my old life in shame.

I wasn’t supposed to fall for a married man, but I did.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Though the subject matter deals with cheating, there are no innocent parties here. Book 1 in the Trashy Affair series.

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I go perfectly still as his arm snakes around me from behind. A warm palm flattens against my stomach, and the tips of his fingers inch beneath the waistband of my jeans. Everything south of that tempting hand flares to life, setting off a deep ache I know only he can fix.

Pulling me against his body, he leans down and whispers into my ear. “Watching him touch you is killing me.”

“Knowing you’re married is killing me.”

He curses under his breath. A hint of his woodsy cologne, along with the sweet aroma of bourbon fills my nostrils.

“Have you been drinking?”

“Maybe a little.” He whirls me around until we’re face-to-face, and my heart flutters in my throat as he tightens his arms around me. “Come upstairs with me.”

His proximity riots through me, the heat of his body sizzling all the way to my fucking toes. We fall into a lazy sway, dancing but not quite, and for a crazy second, I consider following him to the VIP area in the loft. As far as I can tell it’s empty unless a stray couple is hiding in the shadows in the very back. I doubt it though. The club is vibrating with restless energy as everyone crowds the first floor in anticipation of the concert.

“Look at me, Jules.”

His words jolt me to awareness, and I realize I’m staring at his chest. I curl my hands into fists at my sides, too tempted to run my palms down that broad expanse hiding underneath cotton. I bet it’s the softest material on the planet, but I won’t find out because I’m not going there.

Nope.

Not. Gonna. Do. It.

Because I have zero control right now, and we’re standing in the middle of a busy club with God-knows-who watching. And if I do touch him…I might not stop.

“Jules,” he murmurs. “Bring those gorgeous eyes up here.”

I lift my chin and dive headfirst into the fire of his gaze. His eyes are a smoldering, liquid steel. “Cash…please…”

“Please what?”

“Don’t make me want to give in. You’re married.” My voice cracks on that ugly word.

“My marriage is a sham.”

“Your marriage is your business.” I grip his arms, intending to push him away. But somewhere along the way, my brain gets its wires crossed, and I end up curling my fingers around his biceps. God, he’s built—solid man through and through.

“I disagree,” he says, dipping his head until our mouths linger a hairsbreadth from each other. “Everything about me is very much your business.”

“W-why?”

“Because I can’t feel this way about you without it being your business.”

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Gemma James is a USA Today and Amazon bestselling author of a blend of genres, from new adult suspense to dark erotic romance. She loves to explore the darker side of human nature in her fiction, and she’s morbidly curious about anything dark and edgy, from deviant sex to serial killers. Readers have described her stories as being “not for the faint of heart.”

She warns you to heed their words! Her playground isn’t full of rainbows and kittens, though she likes both. She lives in Oregon with her husband and their four children–three rambunctious UFC/wrestling-loving boys and one girl who steals everyone’s attention.

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Release Blitz: Alexis Angel The Biggest Licker


Title: The Biggest Licker 
Author: Alexis Angel 
Genre: MFM Romance 



Move over Thursday Night Football. It’s time to crown The Biggest Licker.

So you think you can dance? You think you got talent? Well, there’s a new title in TV Land.

It’s called The Biggest Licker.

The show is simple. Put 7 virgins in the same house with 7 eligible, lip smacking, red-hot, billionaires looking to seduce them. If a billionaire conquers a virgin she gets kicked out and he chooses one of the other billionaires to leave the house as well. Whoever lasts till the end gets the prize – $2 billion dollars and a dream apartment in the heart of New York City.

Sound fun? Well it was until this season.
All of a sudden, because of an immunity challenge, we have Tristan and me as the last two billionaires chasing after one lone virgin.

But Megan Wright is something entirely different. Every inch of her makes my blood boil. Her curves tempt me to desire. Her body teases me to madness. And it’s all live on prime time.

But she’s doing more than arousing lust. She’s making me experience thoughts and feelings I never thought possible. And she’s doing it for both of us.

We both want to claim her as ours individually.

But what happens when we join forces and take her together?

Well, America…open wide, because I guarantee you ratings won’t be the only thing exploding here…

Tune in to this full length standalone romance from Alexis Angel! No cheating or cliffy’s but it’s a scorcher that will fry your signal in the most delicious way! HEA? You know it, babe






Alexis Angel writes steamy contemporary romance about bad boys for the bad girl in all of us. She is still single at 30, in case anyone is interested to know, and still very much looking for love. Her favorite things in the world are flowers, chocolate, lingerie, high heels, lipstick, perfume, and the credit card award miles that she gets from buying all that. Prior to writing, Alexis used to be a financial analyst in New York City. She quickly decided that working for a faceless corporation run by men was not her dream job. So she began to write. And as she began to write, she began to use those credit card award miles to travel all over the world. Alexis is still single, in case you forgot from above. She spends winters in California, fall and spring in New York City, and summers in Europe.


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Release Blitz: Katy Nixon Bought By The Billionaire Brothers



Title: Bought By The Billionaire Brothers
Author: Katy Nixon 
Genre: Menage Romance 








Auctioning off my innocence isn’t the craziest thing I’ve ever done. Well, it was, until the high bidder turned out to be not one, but TWO billionaire brothers.

One’s a smooth devil in a business suit, and the other is a devil-may-care bad boy. Their smirks, their voices, their touches make me feel intense, unfamiliar urges, conjuring up wild fantasies that shouldn’t make me shiver–but they do.

So… in for a penny, in for a pounding, I decide!

Dominic and Jacob Stone will pay off my crippling student loans (and then some), but there’s a catch. They want to catch me, and start a family!

This is a steamy, first time, MFM menage, BBW and billionaire, military single dad, marriage of convenience, not-so secret baby romance novella, with a happy ending and no cheating. 








Mister Stone—Dominic—had insisted we meet first in the lobby, as a kind of show of good faith and safety. Meeting in a public place, he’d written, was a good idea for all parties concerned in this potential transaction. With dozens of people floating in and out of the elevators of the thirty-story building, it couldn’t be much more public. 

With a sigh, the guard reached for the phone. “Have a seat.” He gestured towards a leather bench. 

No, thank you. I needed to stand. I needed to move. My nerves were getting the better of me, my hands cold and a little shaky despite the summer heat. If I stood, my sleeveless red sheath dress wouldn’t wrinkle. When I got up that morning, I had no idea what one wore to an interview as a… what? Mistress? No—that sounded too committed. Hymen vendor? Ugh. In the end, I decided to dress as though going to work, which was kind of true. 

My heels clicked on the polished stone floor as I walked over to an abstract metal sculpture on display. It stretched nearly twenty feet in the air, shining in the morning sun bending through the floor-to-ceiling windows. 
“What do you think?” a man asked behind me. 

It was a beautiful piece. “Kind of delicate.” It looked like it could fall over any minute, like metal pick-up sticks piled up dangerously high. 

“There’s over a thousand wire coat hangers there.” 

I looked closer. “Huh.” So there was. 

“You’re Evie, correct?” 

Swallowing hard, I turned to the voice. And looked up.  

Dominic Stone stood before me, his tall, dark and handsome figure like a shadow in the sunlit lobby.  

He was even hotter in person. Even if his charcoal suit came from a discount store—which it clearly didn’t—his attitude would be enough to command my attention. All those fanciful words, like charismatic, magnetic, and imposing, were all very appropriate when describing Dominic Stone. 

My three-inch heels barely took me to his shoulders, and I wobbled a little as his gaze ran over me. Just when I was about to turn my ankle, his hand shot out. The feel of his muscular forearm under my fingers had the exact opposite effect of steadying me. 

“Thanks.” My face burned, but I forced myself to look him in the eye. His eyes were rich, dark brown, as heady as strong coffee and gave me a similar jolt. When he tilted his head and his lips curved at the edges, I couldn’t tell if I amused him or he was just being polite. 

“You are Evie, right?” His eyebrows came together in a frown. 

“Yes!” I squeezed his arm, like subconsciously I thought he’d run away. But instead of shrugging me off, he used his other hand to tug my fingers down his wrist to end in a warm, tingling handshake. Both his hands were around mine, and he didn’t let go. I didn’t mind. 

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” he said smoothly. “Shall we?” 

Shall we what? I blinked at him. 

“Go up to my office?” He nodded toward the elevator bank. “Unless you’d feel better staying here? Or we could go get a coffee or something.” 

I stared at him, the ridiculousness of this dawning on me. And then my big smart mouth got ahead of my brain. “Coffee? Does my virginity come with an espresso and a muffin?” 

His laugh sounded like a sharp bark, echoing off the stone floor. My face probably matched the crimson of my dress by then. With his hands still wrapped around mine, he pulled me closer. I shivered as his warm breath caressed my bare shoulders. 

“No, Evie, I’ll pay extra for the coffee. But I like it sweet and milky, not dark and bitter.” 


It could have been five minutes or fifty before the car finally stopped. His ravenous kisses had depleted me of oxygen; his caresses stripped me of sense.  

“We’re here.” 

I looked out the window at the underground parking lot. Fluorescent lights glinted off luxury cars and allowed for no dark corners.  

The car door opening startled me, piercing our hazy bubble of backseat lust. 
Jacob Stone leaned his head in, his arm braced against the roof of the limo. “We’re here,” he echoed his brother’s announcement. 

My mouth fell open. “Were you there the whole time?” 

He smirked at me, his blue eyes blazing. “Define ‘there.’” 

“Or ‘the whole time,’” Dom muttered, making my head whip around to look at him. “Out you get, Evie.” 
My gaze swiveled from Dominic to Jacob. What did this mean? Both of them? Again? My insides flipped at the idea, but not in a bad way. “Out I get,” I repeated faintly. 

I focused on getting out of the car without flashing anyone, before realizing that it was immaterial. The butterflies in my belly fluttered wildly as I walked between them to the elevator bank. As we rose, the weightless sensation in my body was not just due to the speedy ascent. I squeezed my thighs together. The heat of the brothers’ bodies on either side of mine both stifled and comforted me. 

We were all silent as the elevator door opened directly into a massive apartment. Dom took my hand and led me into the marble-floored foyer.  

“Shoes, Jake!” he reminded his brother. Jake rolled his eyes before toeing off his shoes. 
I stepped out of my heels, my feet immediately soothed by the cool, hard floor. 

Immediately I felt more delicate, uncertain—as though my shoes had boosted my confidence as well as my height. When I tilted my head back to look up at Dom, his large hand cradled my jaw, brushing my apprehension away with every sweep of his thumb. 

Tingles. Sizzles. Vibrations. I felt them all inside me, like a fizzing candy dissolving on my tongue. Then, when Jake’s hand landed on my lower back, I reflexively arched into it. 

“We got you,” he assured me as he swept my hair off my neck and dropped a kiss there. 
Oh my god. I stumbled forward a little. “I can’t—not for the first time—”  

There was crazy, and then there was just outright insane. No matter what secret fantasies I might have, or what smutty stories I might read in secret, I never expected my first time to be with more than one person. In the back of my head, I thought to myself, “If my daughter asks someday about my first time, I can’t tell her I got a two-for-one special!” 
Jake clapped his hand over his mouth as he barked out a laugh. Oh crap. I said that part out loud. Dom glared over my head at his brother and took my hand. “You don’t have to.” 
My head spun. 

“Look at me, Evie.” I did. “It’s just us right now, okay? No expectations.” At my raised eyebrow, he chuckled and added, “Okay, there are some expectations, but I will never hurt you. I promise you that.” 

I believed him.  

Thirteen steps took us into a cavernous living room, where Jake flopped onto a modern leather couch. With my hand still in Dom’s, another seventeen took us down a hallway to a large bedroom filled with dark wood and creamy fabrics. The massive bed was unmade, and the curtains wide open to let the starlight in. 

“I left the bathroom light on,” Dom murmured to himself. The strip of light from his ensuite stretched across the light carpet like an arrow pointing to the bed. 

“Do you want to turn it off?” I asked shyly, hoping for a little more darkness to hide my body. 

“Not a chance, beautiful.” He squeezed my hip. “If I had my way I’d put on every light in the place so I could see every inch of you.” 

A squeak escaped me. 

“But I won’t, because I want you to be comfortable.” We both smiled as our eyes met. “Well, as comfortable as this situation allows, anyhow.” 

“Then keep touching me, Dom. Please touch me.” His hands made me nervous but his gaze excited me, his admiration swelling my confidence. 

“Oh baby, this is just the beginning.” 










Katy Nixon is the playful alter ego of the already playful Nikky Kaye, who is the alter ego of— wait, I’m not telling you that! Damn, I’d make a terrible secret superhero. I love reading and writing funny, sexy stories. I am over-educated and under-organized, and have a terrible habit of adding more books to my Kindle than I can possibly read. My auction experience is limited to eBay and viewings at Sotheby’s and Christie’s in New York. The only double penetration I’ve had is being sandwiched in my own bed by my young twin sons. Today, the biggest risk I took was having cotton candy for dinner. And it was fucking delicious.




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Title: Dr Single Dad 
Author: Dark Angel 
Genre: Romance 




The doctor is in. 
He’s gonna inject me with his love medicine.
And I don’t think I’ll be able to walk tomorrow.

8 pack abs. A rugged face with deep, soulful eyes. The most defined V I’ve ever seen.

All leading to a magic stick that you gotta see to believe.

Too bad I can’t have him.

He just moved his billion dollar practice next door and bought my building, along with my business.

Which means I see him everyday. I feel his eyes on my @$$ as I walk by. I get wet thinking of his hands on my body. Ripping my clothes off. Bending me over. Spreading my legs and…taking my temperature.

That’s it. Eric may be the doctor.

But it’s time I make the house call. In his bed.

*** Come join Dark Angel is the first foray into the dark world of single dad romances. Filled with brooding billionaires and the women who love them. No cheating or cliffhangers, but there are scorching scenes with pleasure probes. HEA guaranteed***







Dark Angel is actually two dirty angels who got together to write some filthy words. 

Lana Angel, who writes under the Naughty Angel umbrella, writes dark romance under her own pen name as well as Dark Angel. 

Alexis Angel, writes erotic contemporary romance under a variety of names – she’s forgotten them all at this point.

They both write under Naughty Angel publishing and wanted to create a pen name to provide exclusive content with much more mature themes than the happy go lucky hot stuff found under the other pen names!

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