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Sunday, November 30, 2014
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Title: Strip Back
Series: Naked Nights #0.5
Author: Ava Manello
Hosted by:Francessca’s Romance Reviews
Strip Back brings you back to how the Naked Night's began. This is Eric's story. Back when life was a little less polished, and a whole lot harder.
Before there was Strip Teaser, there was Eric; manager and founder of the Naked Night’s male stripper troupe.
You wouldn’t think you’d be past it at 34, but that’s the position Eric found himself in, as well as newly single after finding his girlfriend in a compromising position.
Setting up the Naked Night’s wasn’t easy, it wasn’t fun, and it wasn’t without sleaze, but somehow he did it.
Strip Back is a humorous and steamy tale of one man’s journey to fulfill a dream. Not all male strippers are the same.
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Passionate reader, blogger, publisher, and author. I love nothing more than helping other Indie authors publish their books be that reviewing, beta reading, formatting or proofreading,
I love erotic suspense that's well written and engages the reader, and I love promoting the heck out of it over on my book blog.
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Friday, November 28, 2014
RELEASE DATE: November 21st
The ghosts of Donovan "Blade" Brookes' life are closing in on him.
Hardened by an abusive childhood and haunted by the murder of his fiancé, Blade struggles against the dark forces threatening to consume him. When he helps Layla Reed in her hour of need, he has no idea she will be the light to his darkness. As they spend more time together, he is powerless to fight his desire for her. Powerless to fight his need for her. However, as his feelings deepen, he pushes her away, reluctant to drag her into his world. With enemies coming at him from all directions, Storm MC needing his help to fight off a rival, and his father still causing him grief, Blade needs the love of a good woman now more than ever. Can Layla push Blade to the edge and get him to admit to both of them what he wants? Or will the darkness pull him under once and for all?
I remained silent and waited to see how far he’d take this. When his hand moved up the inside of my thigh and under my skirt, I parted my legs and rested my head against the seat, closing my eyes. He kept going until he reached my panties. A moment later, I moaned as he pushed his finger inside me and went deep, massaging me at the same time as his thumb played with my clit. My hands gripped the car seat, and I held on tight. The pleasure from Donovan’s fingers was intense and I knew it wouldn’t be long until he’d make me come. “God, your fingers . . . ” My voice trailed off and he pushed harder inside me. “Fuck, baby, you got any idea how fucking turned on I am right now? You’re so fucking ready for my cock,” he groaned and I could hear his hunger for me. I reached across and placed my hand on his dick. He wasn’t joking when he said he was turned on. My eyes flew open, and I pushed his hand away from me and sat up straight. I looked out the window and realised we weren’t far from his place. “Take me to your house,” I said. He frowned. “Why’d you stop me? I nearly had you there.” “Because I want you to fuck it out of me,” I answered him and prodded his arm. “Turn here for your house. It’s closer than mine.” “You need to get back for work tonight.” “Baby, what I need is your cock, so turn the damn car and get me to your place. We can sort work out after you’ve fucked me.” “Fuck,” he growled as he turned the car, “I hope you’re ready for this.”
Donovan pretty much yanked me from his car and into his house. I’d fallen in love with his home the first time I’d visited. It was very masculine, in grey and black tones. Very Donovan. Today I hardly had a chance to notice it as he dragged me through it and into his bedroom. Fuck, I loved it when he was like this: demanding and bossy as hell. And intense. Donovan’s intensity attracted me to him even before he’d rescued me that night. I’d watched him for a long time, and while I found him a little scary, I’d wanted to know how that intensity would translate in the bedroom. And now I knew – it was hot, and it made me crave his touch like I’d never craved a man’s touch before. He got me into his bedroom, pushed me up against the wall, and shoved his hand straight up my skirt, and into my panties. Fuck. His eyes blazed with desire as he growled, “I know you want my dick, but I need to feel you first.” I grabbed his face with both hands. “Make it quick,” I demanded before pulling his lips to mine. His fingers pushed inside, and he grunted something unintelligible into my mouth as he kissed and fingered me. I let his face go so I could reach down and hike my skirt up around my waist. Then I wrapped one of my legs around him, and tilted my pussy forward so his fingers could go deeper. “Oh, fuck,” I moaned as his fingers brought me so much pleasure. It was too much. I needed his cock now, so I pushed him away. He knew what I wanted and began tearing off my clothes. Once he had me naked, he stripped himself while I stood and enjoyed the show. Then he picked me up and deposited me on the bed before moving on top of me. “One day soon, I’m gonna get fucking creative with you, but for the moment, I just need to get inside you and fuck you,” he said as his cock entered me. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and moved with him. “I don’t need creative, Donovan. I just need you.” He pulled out and thrust in again. Over and over, he repeated this and kept up a slow, torturous pace. His eyes were focused on mine. Completely. As if this was his way of communicating with me. And I felt that; I felt what he wasn’t saying. It seemed like he fucked me for an eternity. He brought me close, then backed off, then repeated this over and over. By the time I came, I was in a delirious state of bliss. My body was not my own anymore, it was Donovan’s, and I simply moved with him while he skilfully controlled me. My eyes were shut, and my mind and body lit up with the pleasure from my orgasm. I screamed out Donovan’s name at almost the same time that his body tensed and he roared with his release. I clung to him tightly as the last drops of pleasure rushed through me, until I eventually let go, and murmured, “You sure know what you’re doing, don’t you?” He stared at me for a couple of beats before saying, “It’s you, baby.” “What’s me?” I was still half delirious from the orgasm, but I sensed something in his words and struggled to fight through the haze to grasp what he was saying. “You bring it out of me. I’ve fucked a lot of women, but I’ve never felt it like this before.” He paused for a second before adding, quite firmly, “Never.”
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ABOUT NINA LEVINE
has been a long, long time since I’ve seen your little face, chérie.
Not once did you visit. That really hurt; after all, it was thanks to
you I was convicted. That’s not something you forget.
it was time— a visit was due. Seeing as you wouldn’t come to me, I
thought it only right I come to you. Sadly, you weren’t home, but your
furry feline was more than accommodating . . .
I’ll be seeing you soon, mon chérie. I’ll always find you . . .
six years, a letter has dictated Amelia’s future. She’s running from a
past that refuses to stop, always trying to get one step ahead. Amelia
is clever and resilient, and refuses to slip up.
Relying only on
herself, she’ll be anything and anyone she needs to survive. But
everyone slips up . . . eventually. You can’t always stay ahead of the
walls I’d built were for a reason; locking myself in my own personal
prison was out of necessity. Now, with the rubble at my feet, I could do
nothing but watch as she ripped my soul in two, taking the half she
owned with her.
The need to settle down, to find that
missing piece, for the all-consuming love, was never Drew’s plan. He’d
spent the better part of a decade suppressing all memory of love, of
life. He told himself he had the essentials: the impressive apartment,
the successful club, the simple, uncomplicated life he’d worked so hard
to create. It was all he needed. Until Mia.
She entered his life
like wildfire, burning through his world and destroying all pretence of
simplicity, evoking everything he’d fought to deny.
Longing. Warmth. Love.
made him want it all, but Amelia lived in the darkness. It had always
been her constant yet terrifying companion. A shadow she'd never been
able to out run and one fateful night it finally consumed her,
shattering both their worlds and burying them deeper in the dark.
will stop at nothing to save her, for their happy ever after, but Mia
isn’t the only one with demons … It’s a long way out of the darkness.
chocoholic and undiagnosed crazy person, Simone can be found climbing Himalayan
mountaintops like a ninja, sky diving backwards and rubbing shoulders with
billionaires. She is also full of crap, but can read backwards and upside down,
the one plus of being dyslexic.
Simone loves all things Disney and alcoholic, and is
rarely seen not reading, writing or wearing lipstick, usually of the red
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