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Not to be Outdone…

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I see you Jess with all your sexy new covers. They are very gorgeous I must say. But I can’t let the New Cover Queen title go unchallenged. I too have some new covers that I want to show you, for books 1 and 2 in my new series entitled Ashton Heights Fire. The series is a spin off of my novel Erica’s Choice, and will involve lots of yummy two on one and one on one lovin’ starring super hot Aussie firefighters. What more could you want?

Book 1 is Burning Up

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Burning Up is the story that was included in the Down and Dirty Boxed Set, and it’s now available as a single release.

One woman, two sexy firefighters and a whole lot of mischief.

Pam Spencer is sick of looking for love in all the wrong places. Sure, she wants a solid relationship, but if steamy casual sex is on offer, who is she to turn it down? Especially when the offer comes from not one, but two smokin’ hot firefighters.

Steve Waller has a serious thing for Pam, but she seems more interested in his mate Rob McConnell. When they both realize Pam is open to a threesome, they jump at the chance. Too bad Steve really wants Pam all to himself. But love can’t blossom out of a crazy one night three way. Can It?

Burning Up is available now at Amazon       Barnes & Noble     Smashwords    iBooks

And you want to know what book cover 2 is don’t you? The follow up to Burning Up is called Giving Off Sparks.

Giving off SparksResisting a gorgeous firefighter bent on seduction could prove the ultimate challenge.

Firefighter Rob McConnell doesn’t believe in love at first sight, until he meets Sierra Lawson and his common sense goes up in flames. The woman sets his heart alight the instant he meets her, and he could swear the feeling is mutual. But Sierra has one rule that makes a relationship between them unworkable—she doesn’t date firefighters. Still, Rob thinks the spark between them deserves an opportunity to grow and he’ll use every seductive talent he has to convince Sierra to take a chance on love.

Sierra doesn’t believe in taking chances. Her late fiancé took them on the job as a cop and wound up dead. Knowing she can’t go through that kind of heartache again, Sierra vows never to date another man in a dangerous profession. But when hunky firefighter Rob bursts into her life, her list of rules looks set to burn up like dry kindling. The man is temptation personified. An affair seems inevitable.

Guarding her heart? Impossible.

Giving Off Sparks will release on October 30, but you can preorder it now from Amazon      Smashwords     iBooks

Woohoo! I’m so excited about releasing this series. The books have been such fun to write and I hope you have fun reading them too.

Sami

Rocking print releases

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The print release from the Divas this month rock. In more ways than one.

First off, they are 50% off at Samhain. THAT IS A MASSIVE SAVING!

And secondly, they’re both about rock stars!

1) Rhythm of my Heart: Jess Dee

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He rocks every woman’s world, but his heart beats only for her.Speed, Book 3Makeup artist Eve Andrews is an expert at blending into the background. Landing a job with the rock band Speed is the opportunity of a lifetime, and thankfully as close to the spotlight as she’ll ever get again—until the band’s sinfully sexy drummer turns his dazzling eyes on her.

After a scandal shook his world, Zachary Pace, a.k.a. “Jonah Speed”, has given up the one-night stands and easy lays. One look at Eve, and he senses his self-imposed abstinence is about to come to a screeching halt—but he’s confused. His grandmother foretold his destiny lies with a beautiful redhead, not a tiny, brown-haired pixie.

Under the heat of Zachary’s intense focus, Eve’s resistance melts away, but not the façade that hides her terrible secret. And when she accidentally catches a glimpse of his heart’s desire—his fated redhead—her instincts tell her to let him go…before he gets too close. Before he sees the real woman behind her mask, and her heart is left in the dust of his almost-certain retreat.

Product Warnings

This is a Speed book, so you know there’s gonna be a small element of fantasy to it. And a big element of romance. Oh, yeah, and a whole lot of sex. Sex hot enough to make you throb to the rhythm of a very sensual beat…  

Rhythm of my Heart is available now from Samhain for only $6.30. (That is ridiculously cheap for a print book!!!)

 

2) Steady Beat by Lexxie Couper

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He never missed a beat…until she taught him a whole new rhythm.Heart of Fame, Book 4Back when he was playing drums for rock star Nick Blackthorne, it was easy for Noah Holden to focus on the sticks in his hand. Now that the band is getting back together, he’s excited—and worried. His ADHD has made every minute of his post-Blackthorne life a chaotic mess.

His apprehension is blown away when a bar waitress makes him a proposition—and not the kind this king of drums is used to.

When Pepper Kerrigan overhears the band talking reunion, she pushes her self-doubt aside, calls on her encyclopedic music knowledge and challenges Noah Holden to a trivia contest. Her prize should she win? An audition. His? A kiss. Their smoking sexual chemistry guarantees victory—for them both.

With Pepper, Noah is finally able to control his stormy creative energy. But when his wild past catches up with him, he faces the fight of his life to keep from losing his smoky-voiced angel. The one woman who keeps his mind—and his heart—staying on rhythm.

Product Warnings

There’s a thrumming primitive sexual energy in every rock drummer’s body just waiting to be released.

Steady Beat is also available from Samhain for the ridiculous price of only $6.30.

Happy reading,

Jess & Lexxie

 

When I Experienced My Very First Menage…

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I can’t lie. I was nervous. Big time nervous. Two men? All those hands? What if things didn’t fit? What if limbs got tangled? What if I did it wrong??

But, after months of pestering and pestering I finally said yes. Okay, I’d do it. I’d write a menage.

Hee hee hee.

My editor, Heidi Moore, had been asking me to write one for quite a while, but up until that point I was mainly a paranormal/sci-fi writer with only two people involved in the actual sex part. But Heidi dared me and I’m afraid I’ve yet to turn down a dare. So I opened my laptop and wrote the first thing that came to my head…

Joseph Hudson tossed his snowboard aside, threw his goggles over his shoulder and swung a fist at his best mate.

In that very moment, I knew who my two lucky heroes were going to be: Joseph Hudson and Rob Thorton. Two sexy, Aussie businessmen; one who is all work and no play and one who lives life on the edge. Once I knew who they were, their heroine, the woman who sweeps them both off their feet, instantly made herself known to me:

Jenny McCarthy lowered her binoculars and shook her head. Australians. What were they thinking?

So for my very first m/f/m erotic romance, I’d put two Aussie best friends and an American ranger in a snowed-in cabin high in the Rocky Mountains. Three people who were going to spend quite a bit of time naked, in sub-zero tempatures. How the hell was I goig to keep them warm?

This way…

“How bout we help you with your clothing?”

Rob’s murmur tickled her ear and she started, more than a little stunned to discover he’d somehow moved to stand behind her without her even noticing.

Too busy staring at Joseph?

Warm hands smoothed up her back, over her shoulders. His fingers slid up the sensitive column of her neck, brushing at her nape before skimming back down to the neckline of her jacket. There was a slight tug and before she knew it, her jacket slipped from her body, falling to her feet in a crumpled heap of fluro-magenta.

She watched Joseph watching her, his nostrils flaring again, the muscles in his jaw bunched.

I want him to kiss me.

Rob’s hands travelled her shoulders, barely touching her. The slight caress of his palms on her arms through the thin material of her thermal sent a shiver up her spine and she pulled in a shaky breath, her nipples once again hard. Oh, God.

“C’mon, Joe,” Rob spoke against her neck, his lips warm on her flushed skin. “Don’t make me say it.”

Say what, Jenny wanted to ask, but she couldn’t. The way Rob’s hands moved over her shoulders, her arms, down to her palms and back up to her shoulders again seemed to have stolen her words, a gentle caress that somehow still spoke of urgency.

Joseph swallowed, once, twice, his Adams apple working up and down his throat. And then he was standing right in front of her, so close she could feel his body heat seep into her. “You don’t have to, mate,” he said, holding her gaze with his honey-brown eyes. “Not at all.”

He lowered his head, brushing his lips over hers in a kiss that sang of such sweet hesitation her heart stopped for a still moment. Only to burst into fevered flight when he snaked his arms around her waist and yanked her against his body with a growl, his mouth crushing hers.

His tongue plunged past her lips, mating with hers. Battling it with possessive hunger.

So, there is an Australian battle after all. And I’m a part of it.

The surreal, absurd thought wafted through Jenny’s head and she whimpered, curling her arms around Joseph’s neck to press her hips to his. His cock rammed against the flat plane of her belly, a rigid stiff pole not even remotely hidden by the bulk of his snow pants. Its size and width made her head swim, or perhaps that was the feel of Rob’s hands working their way down her waist to the band of own trousers.

“You have a fucking hot body,” he told her, his fingers working their way between her and Joseph until they dipped below the elastic band of her pants. “I saw it last night in the bar. Its lush curves and firm strength revealed by the tight jeans you wore.” He slipped his fingers closer to the mound of her sex, his other hand holding her hip as he pressed his groin to her ass. “The tighter t-shirt.”

Rob pushed his hips forward, his erection—as long and as impressive as Joseph’s—nudging the crevice of her ass cheeks through her snow pants. “Still,” he whispered against her ear, lips nipping her earlobe as he did so, “I think I’d like to see more of it.”

With a gentle but insistent tug, he pulled her back to his hips, his fingers moving to her waistband. Inching it down over her hips. Her thighs. “Oh, yes. I knew you would look like this.”

Joseph broke the kiss, stepping away from her a step to stare at what his friend had revealed. “Jesus Christ,” he said, the words choked. “So did I.”

And this way…

Errr….this bit’s kinda naughty. Just a warning 😉

“I wanted you the second I saw you,” he said, pushing his hips forward into Jenny’s teasing fingers.

“The feeling’s entirely mutual.”

Her whispered confession stabbed into him. At the exact moment she stopped teasing his dick and took his erection in her hand. Raw pleasure washed through his whole body. He shuddered, his balls swelling, his sphincter contracting.

“Fuck a duck, Jenny,” he ground out. “If you squeeze that too hard, I’m going to come.”

She grinned at him, the sides of her mouth curling. “Do you have something else planned?”

He grinned back. “Yes, actually.”

Without preamble, he snared the hemline of her thermal shirt and yanked it up over her head.

“Oh, Hudo,” Rob laughed behind him, “I knew you’d be good at this.”

He let his gaze roam over Jenny’s newly exposed torso, both infuriated and aroused by the silky sheen of her black bra concealing her breasts. He reached out his hand and traced one fingertip along the ribbon-edged cup of her left breast. “I’ve always been one to rise to the challenge.”

Jenny moaned slightly, her skin rippling at the barely-touching contact of his finger. She stared up at him through half-lidded eyes, her hands resting in loose fists beside her head.

“That you have been, my friend,” Rob agreed. “And one for making bad puns. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a sweet, hot, tight and very wet pussy to eat.”

Joseph’s ass tightened again on Rob’s dirty proclamation. He hooked his fingers under the edge of Jenny’s bra, holding her gaze with his. “Bon appétit.”

He saw Rob move from the corner of his eye, knowing by Jenny’s sudden intake of breath exactly when his friend’s tongue touched her folds. “Oh.” The single word fell from her on a shaky breath and she arched her back, her knees bending as she placed her feet on Rob’s shoulders. “Yes.”

Joseph swallowed, his heart thumping. Hot lust surged through him and he tugged on the edge of her bra, working the soft cup to the side. Pulling it from her breast until her nipple popped free.

It was perfect. A beautiful dusky pink, round and pebbled and just waiting to be sucked. By him.

He lowered his head, taking the puckered tip in his mouth.

I wrote Triple Dare in 10 days. Once I started, I discovered I just couldn’t stop. Didn’t want to stop. Oh man, was it fun. I was having fun. Writing a menage was FUN! And wicked. And delicious. And naughty. And oh so very sexy.

More came after. Blowing it Off, Tropical Sin, Sunset Heat and Compliance (in the Down and Dirty box set). And all were just as fun to write. Just as sexy. But Triple Dare will, I think, always be my favourite. Your first usually is, right?

What was your first m/f/m menage? Come on, share 🙂

Oh by the way, Sami, Jess and Rhian are sharing their first m/f/m book during the week as well.

 

Interrupting the week of WIP men for a special announcement

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With apologies for interrupting the hotness that is the “Week of Diva WIP Men”, but I have a special announcement:

In a surprise move by Samhain Publishing, Red Red Wine is now on sale for a limited time!

The book has been discounted from $4.50 to just 99c!

You can get your copy at:

Samhain Publishing,

Barnes & Noble

iBooks

Kobo has it on sale too, for $1.15. (I’m guessing that’s because it’s priced in Canadian dollars?)

Not sure if you wanna read it?

Here’s what reviewers are saying:

“This book is one of those feel good romances and one I could easily see made into a Lifetime movie, well except Lifetime would make it boring because they’d cut out all the really hot scenes.” Slick Reads, Guilty Pleasures Reviews.

” Red Red Wine is a truly hot erotic romance. This is my first read from Ms. Dee and it certainly will not be the last. This story opens with a bang and just continues to entertain until the very last paragraph. Authors that can successfully blend an interesting story with eroticism is a rare talent, and Ms. Dee presents this winning combination beautifully.” Sara, Harlequin Junkie.

Red Red Wine: The Blurb

She’s tantalizing…tempting…and taken.

Tastes of Seduction, Book 2

When Andrew Stafford’s business partner banishes him from work with strict instructions to take a much-needed holiday, the offer of five days relaxing in wine country is too enticing to refuse. As is the woman he encounters the minute he arrives at the hotel.

She’s everything Andrew’s ever wanted in a partner, and meeting her should be the answer to all of his prayers. Except for one thing—she’s strictly off limits.

Tori Worthing has never been happier. She’s about to marry an amazing man, and her life is laid out perfectly before her—until her dream winery wedding becomes an unexpected nightmare. Her heart shattered, she turns to the one place she never expected to find comfort—a stranger’s arms.

Tori and Andrew both know theirs is a rebound affair destined to end when the week is over. But when the time comes, letting her go proves to be the hardest step Andrew’s ever had to take.

Warning: Jilted brides are not supposed to have this much fun. Especially when the fun involves a bottle of red, a sexy man and getting naked in the gazebo at midnight.

At 99c, who can resist?

🙂

Jess

(PS, normal posting of Week of Diva WIP Men will resume tomorrow.)

Teaser Tuesday

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What? It’s not Tuesday?

Oh well. Here’s a teaser anyway 🙂

I’ve been working on a little something that I’m really thrilled about. It’s called Giving Off Sparks and it’s the follow up to Burning Up, which is my story in the Down and Dirty boxed set. I just typed the end on it at around 5:30pm Sunday so it’s as yet unedited. But I thought to celebrate the The End part I’d share the first few pages of what I’ve done with you. I’m really really in love with Rob 🙂

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Chapter One

Two things woke Rob McConnell at 3:46 in the morning. The sound of a woman screaming and the acrid smell of smoke.

He shot out of bed, his firefighter’s instincts on full alert. Yesterday, he’d spent the better part of a ten hour shift working with his crew and several others to dampen a factory fire before it spread to the surrounding industrial area. They managed to douse the flames without any loss of life, but they weren’t always so lucky. Screaming and smoke tended to make Rob spring right into action.

He was yanking on a pair of jeans in two seconds, bolting out of his bedroom in three. He stopped in the darkened hall, listening for the roar of flames. It took him a moment to realize there was no roar, and that the woman’s screams weren’t the ‘come and save me I’m burning to death’ kind. They were more of the ‘Oh, God, baby, yes! I’m coming… I’m coming… oooohhh!’ variety.

Rob groaned and rubbed at his eyes with the heel of his hands. His housemates were at it again. Blair Bowman and Leo Chatfield—otherwise known at the fire station as Blue and Chats—were working their way through all the women in Ashton Heights, and a few surrounding suburbs, who were willing to take both of them on at the same time. Unfortunately, there were a lot to choose from.

Ordinarily Rob wouldn’t care what his two workmates did in the bedroom. He wasn’t a complete stranger to the delights of three-way action himself. But the walls in the old Queenslander the three of them shared were paper thin. The noise was effecting his sleep.

Pushing out a sigh, Rob walked into the kitchen to grab the milk from the fridge. Just as he was about to lift the carton to his lips he detected that scent of smoke again. The screams might have been nothing to worry about but that persistent smell was a concern. He followed it to the open kitchen window, which faced the kitchen window of the neighboring house. Through the glass he saw a telltale orange glow emanating from inside.

“Shit!”

Rob dropped the milk carton, spilling the contents all over the linoleum floor. Ignoring the mess, he yanked the fire extinguisher off its wall bracket and bolted toward the sliding glass door that lead to the back patio. He ran down the stairs three at a time, vaulted over the fence between the two properties and leapt up the back stairs of number nineteen. He banged on the glass of the house’s back door, trying to rouse the single mother and three kids who lived inside.

Through the glass Rob could see the fire had already consumed the toaster on the bench. As he watched and banged furiously on the door, the flames leapt from the toaster to a nearby tea towel and set it alight.

Where the hell were their smoke alarms? Fuck it, he thought. He couldn’t wait for Cheryl to wake up. He lifted the fire extinguisher and rammed the base of it into the door. A crack appeared in the glass immediately. With only one more blow the whole sheet exploded. Glass fell everywhere, leaving shards on the inside and outside of the house.

A woman screamed, the sound ear-splitting. Rob didn’t even look at her as he leapt over the broken glass and headed for the kitchen. He lifted the fire extinguisher and released the safety switch. Rob gave it a few good long bursts, spraying at the flames until he buried the small blaze in white foam.

When the noise of the extinguisher died down, silence fell. Outside, a dog barked. A few screen doors creaked as they opened. The commotion had obviously gotten the attention of the neighbors. Rob’s heart rate began to calm as the adrenaline eased out of his system.

It sped up again at the sound of one shrill question. “Why in the world did you do that?”

Rob’s head whipped around so he got his first real look at the woman who’d screamed earlier. A woman who was definitely not Cheryl, the forty something mother of three who lived at number nineteen. This woman was not forty, probably wouldn’t be for at least fifteen years. And if her hips had born any children they sure didn’t show a sign of it. She was trim and slender, with long hair that fell in straight dark strands all the way to her tiny waist. Which wasn’t far because she was short.

She was short, cute, and really ticked off. Which ticked Rob off. Fortunately, his annoyance distracted him from the feeling of being sucker punched he experienced the first instant he laid eyes on the woman behind him.

like it?

Sami

We’re Out, Baby, We’re Out!

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The Down Under Divas Down and Dirty All MFM All Ménage All Hot Boxed Set is out!

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Wow, that’s a mouthful (that’s what she said *snicker*)

4 brand new stories written just for you, all available in one set for the amazing introductory price of .99c. You can pick up a copy from:

Amazon     Smashwords      ARe      Kobo         iBooks.

 

So what are you waiting for? This is perfect weekend reading, ya know :).

Pleasure intensified. Desire multiplied.

Burning Up by Sami Lee

Pam Spencer is sick of looking for love in all the wrong places. Sure, she wants a solid relationship, but if steamy casual sex is on offer, who is she to turn it down? Especially when the offer comes from not one, but two smokin’ hot firefighters.

Compliance by Lexxie Couper

Bethany’s got a thing for two hot guys: a nerd and a jock. She’s also got a fantasy that will be mutually pleasurable for them all. She isn’t expecting complete and utter sexual domination though…nor losing her heart to one of them.

Party Of Three by Jess Dee

Spencer Allen’s quest for true love just hit a brick wall—his best mate, Levi Barret. Their mutual lust for the same woman, Chelsea Holden, could spell the end of their friendship…or the beginning of a whole new relationship.

Pass the Parcel by Rhian Cahill

For one night Kitty will be everything Ethan and Finn want. But living out her wildest fantasies was never meant to be this good. And when the sun comes up she’ll discover she’s given them more than her body. She’d given them her heart.

Woot!

Love,

The Divas

Compliance: The Tale of a Nerd, A Jock and a Whole Lotta Action…

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I came to the realisation I had a thing for nerds somewhere around the age of seventeen. Up until that point I only dated jocks. At seventeen…ish, I realised I actually enjoyed having a conversation. That was when I discovered a brain is sexy, maybe even sexier than a body. Of course, a nerd WITH a body is the ultimate fantasy for me, so it would make sense when I turned my mind to writing Compliance (my contribution to the Down Under Diva’s Down and Dirty box set) I would write a sexy nerd hero, right? This is exactly the kind of nerd I had in mind…

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Right there. That’s my nerd.

Just in case we’re not sure about the sexiness of a nerd, here’s some more images to whet your appetite…

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Of course, Compliance is a male/female/male menage story. And you know, if you’re in the middle of a male/female/male manwich, and one side of that manwich is a nerd, the other side has to be a jock, yes? To balance out your diet. A jock that looks like this, perhaps…

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Mmmmm…

Who wouldn’t want to have each of the above? Which would you chose? The nerd or the jock?

Bethany Sloan sure couldn’t decide when she found herself in lust with nerd and a jock. Of course, the New Yoker decided she didn’t have to. She was on vacation after all, only planning to spend two week in Australia. And then she met nerd, Logan Hill and jock, Curtis Clarkson, two hot Aussie guys and the most unlikely of best friends, and knew she had to have the both. At the same time. Together. Like, all three of them getting it on. A lot…and went about making sure that happened.

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EXCERPT

Standing there on Logan’s balcony with the humid summer air kissing her bare skin, and Logan’s and Curtis’s stunned stares roaming her body, Bethany had never ever been so turned on.

And nervous.

And excited.

And scared.

Fear had never gripped her before. She approached life without fear or hesitation, a lesson learnt the hard way after her brother had committed suicide due to the fear of living his life the way he wanted.

She swore she would never do that, never let her heart race with terror, her stomach knot with apprehension. But right now, she was scared.

Scared Logan and Curtis were going to reject what she so obviously presented.

Drawing a deep breath, aware it made her breasts rise and fall, she arched an eyebrow. “Questions?”

Logan didn’t move.

Curtis frowned.

Neither said a word.

Bethany’s tummy clenched. She licked her lip, her mouth suddenly dry. Okay, this wasn’t quite going the way she’d expected. She kind of assumed they’d be—

“What’s the tattoo say?” Logan’s low voice stroked her sanity.

She hitched in a breath, touching the single word inked into the skin beneath her pierced belly button. “Courage.”

Logan moved.

A single stride that destroyed the distance between them.

Stare locked on hers through the lenses of his glasses, he buried his hands in her hair, lowered his face to hers and took possession of her lips with his.

Liquid shards of heat sank into Bethany’s core. She gasped into his mouth, the action granting his tongue access to hers. He took it, a savage kiss of dominating hunger and need.

Bethany’s head swam. Fresh heat pooled in her belly. Oh God, she had not expected Logan to be like…this. Fuck, the sheer power in the kiss, the barely restrained desire of his tongue and lips was enough to propel her to the edge of sexual eruption already.

A whimper escaped her, the sound captured by Logan’s mouth a second before he tore his lips free of hers. “Ask me again if I’m hungry?” he murmured, his breath ragged.

Bethany licked her lips, not in a lame attempt at seduction. It was clear she didn’t need to resort to such measures now, not with Logan at least. His kiss had shaken her to the core, but she wanted more. Not just from him, but from…

Breath puffing from her in shallow pants, she slid her stare from Logan to where Curtis stood motionless, watching them both.

An inferno of lust and want burned in his blue eyes. His nostrils flared. His jaw bunched. “What about you, Curtis?” she asked, her voice a dry rasp.

Logan balled his fists tighter in her hair. A low groan fell from him. She didn’t need to drag her stare from Curtis to know Logan still studied her. If it wasn’t for the fact he pressed his hips harder to hers and rubbed the solid pole of a very impressive erection against her belly, she would have worried her question to Curtis had disturbed him. Perhaps it did, but his body’s response spoke otherwise.

Oh God, Bethany, what are you doing? What if they…

“You’re hungry, aren’t you, Curtis,” Logan stated, his breath hot on her cheek.

Curtis regarded her. The muscle in his jaw clenched again. “I’m hungry,” he agreed. His Adam’s apple slid up and down the strong column of his throat. “But are you sure you want to share, mate?”

The low laugh that rumbled in Logan’s chest turned the apprehensive nerves in Bethany’s belly into an urgent need, a ravenous want. She’d never heard such a confidently aroused sound. Ever.

She slid her stare up to Logan’s face, her breath catching at the open desire in his eyes. “Are you?” she asked.

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Want more? You’re in luck, because Down and Dirty releases in 4 days! Friday 27th of June you can buy the full set on Amazon, and in the meantime you can add it to your Smashwords library or preorder it from AReKobo and iBooks (and if you download the sample you get to read the first 2 chapters of Sami Lee’s Burning Up before the set releases).

 

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