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Monday, October 28, 2013

The Billionaire's Bet #4: A Final Game is here!

New book! The Billionaire's Bet #4: A Final Game

The Billionaire's Bet #4: A Final Game is finally here! Julie Valentine has barely escaped from the hands of death, but the past haunting Dominic isn’t going to let them go easily. Determined to save Dominic, Julie sets out to destroy what’s hurting him, risking her own life in the process. The game has only just begun…

AMAZON: http://smarturl.it/afinalgame
BARNES&NOBLE:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-billionaires-bet-4-clarissa-wild/1117252422?ean=2940148546191

Here's a hot little excerpt for you:

Carefully, he started moving across the floor, his feet making the perfect slow dance steps. He was alluring to look at in his neat suit, with his hair swished back, his predatory eyes on my face. His warm hand squeezed mine as we swooshed across the floor, and he placed his other hand on my lower back.
My mind went crazy, thinking about his hands on me. I could feel every one of his fingers, and my senses were making over hours just feeling his hand move from time to time. Oh, what I’d give for him to touch my naked body again.
I swallowed. Don’t think about that Julie.
A smile crept onto his face as he watched me. My cheeks were probably glowing.
I tried to ignore his touch and focused on his eyes, but they were mesmerizing me. I looked at his thin lips, those delicious lips that I wanted to kiss, which could drive me insane.
I quickly closed my eyes and breathed in and out a couple of times. Keep it together.
He chuckled. “You seem anxious, Julie.”
“Yeah, well, I’m rather stunned that you just happened to be here where I was. How exactly did you know I was here? Have your men been spying on me?” My eyes narrowed.
Dominic frowned. “No, of course not. If I wanted to keep tabs on you, I’d hang a couple of video cameras in your room.”
My eyes widened.
He laughed. “Relax, I’m joking. I would never invade your privacy … unless you want me to.”
The wink that followed made my insides broil.
I turned my head away, trying to keep my cool. I spotted a woman in the back, walking past the entrance, gawking at us. Her silky brown hair was knotted in a bun on top of her head, and her stern oval face was plastered with make-up.
I scrunched my nose and turned my head back to Dominic again. “That woman over there is staring at us,” I whispered, and I cocked my head a little to point him in the right direction.
He glanced at her and then sent her a quick nod.
I peeked and saw she’d left again. “Who was that?”
“Sharon.”
My mouth dropped open. “That was your private detective? The woman you’ve been so secretive about?”
“Yes, and that was for your own good. She’s been keeping an eye out at the casino, in case they come here looking for answers as to why the money was fake.”
“What do you mean, for my own good? I didn’t ask to be lied to.”
“No, but I did it because I wanted to avoid you being unhappy, but I obviously failed. I never wanted this. Look at you. You’re frightened to death. I’ve been watching you from the sidelines and all I see is your fear. It tears me apart.”
I frowned and looked at the floor. He was really upfront.
Dominic sighed and bit his lip. “Sorry, that was too harsh.”
“No, it’s the truth,” I said. “Just having a hard time facing it.”
“It’s killing me to see you like this, so hurt and vulnerable.” He pulled me close to his chest. “I’d hoped being apart from me would do you good, then I’d be able to let you go so you could do what you want, but you only seem sadder.”
I nodded a bit, taking in the intoxicating smell of his aftershave. My hands were around his neck, and my fingers twirled around his soft blond hair.
“I can’t bear to see you like this, Julie.” He lifted my chin and looked at me with glazed eyes. “To see the woman I love be in so much pain is killing me. I can’t stand to stay away from you. All I want is to make you happy again, I don’t care what I have to do, but staying away from you obviously isn’t going to make that happen either.”
He was right. I was miserable just from leaving him, not to mention what happened. There was so much going on right now, and I had no one to share it with. No one to cry out with, to make me feel safe, to make me feel loved.
Without realizing it, my face had already inched closer to his.
“Don’t,” he said, his voice suddenly hoarse, as if it was already painful just to speak the words. “I can’t handle the temptation, Julie. I’m not going to force myself on you. I want this to be your own choice, and since you’ve decided to move out for the time being, I’ll respect that. I just needed to get this off my chest. Dancing with you was the opportunity I needed to do that.”
His heart beat at an incredible rate. I could feel the heat radiating through his suit. The Adam’s apple in his neck slowly moved up and down as he had difficulty swallowing. My presence made him just as nervous as I was. It felt like we were new lovers discovering each other again. At that moment I decided I wasn’t going to feel any safer being away from him, and that I’d rather feel loved than abandoned.
I raised my head and pressed my lips on top of his. He seemed caught in surprise as I left my peck. He looked confused for a moment. His mouth opened, and he glanced at my lips. That was all the time he needed to make his choice.
Dominic smothered me with his lips, devouring my mouth. He stopped dancing and closed his eyes, kissing me with fire. His hands clenched my back, his fingers digging into my skin. We were standing still in the middle of the dance floor, but it didn’t matter. I could feel how we wanted to be with each other so badly, just through this kiss. I never wanted it to end, and so I had made my decision: I wasn’t going to leave his side tonight.

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Saturday, September 14, 2013

New: Cherished By You, #4 Enflamed Series!

Cherished By You is finally here! Yes, the final installment of the Enflamed Series is done and you can get it right here: http://smarturl.it/cherishedbyyou

 Here's a short description: Going off to Japan with her hot and sexy lover Kaito was the last thing Chloe thought she would do, but when she arrives, it’s all she ever dreamed of. Living with Kaito in his luxurious home is something she won’t pass on, but when she discovers he has more secrets up his sleeve, things get pretty exciting … Can she stay with him?

I'll be publishing the boxed set soon too, so you can get all the stories bundled into one ;)

If you're still not convinced to get Cherished By You, here's a little hot excerpt for you:


The door closed behind me and Kaito’s hooded eyes were locked onto me like a huntsman gunning his prey. He sat on a black leather chair behind a chestnut brown desk, papers to the side with a laptop in front of him. It was a tiny, but lavishly decorated office, filled to the brim with calendars, posters, photo’s, boxes filled with promotional material such as stickers, hats, shirts, cups and whatnot.
His eyes shifted back to his laptop screen again and to me it indicated that he was determined on getting his work done. Whatever it was, it could wait. I wasn’t done with him yet.
I walked toward him, but he kept his eyes on the laptop, ignoring the fact that I was standing behind him. I bent over, my breasts on his shoulders, while I gave him seductive little pecks on the neck.
He chuckled. “Oh, Miss Young, you’re quite hard to resist, you know that?”
I scooted his chair back a little and wriggled my way in between him and the desk so he couldn’t see his laptop anymore.
“I know, that’s the point,” I said. I leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.
“But I have to get to work,” he mumbled in between my kisses.
“I promise it won’t take much time,” I replied. My fingers slithered down the white shirt he was wearing underneath his black suit and I could feel every ridge of his bulky pectoral muscles and six-pack. It was so enticing I couldn’t stop myself from slipping my hand further down to his groin. He held in his breath as my hand touched his privates.
“Chloe, please, I can’t,” he muttered, his voice strained. I could tell it was getting harder and harder for him to resist my advances.
“You don’t have to do anything, let me do all the work,” I said. I crouched down onto my knees and pulled the chair closer to me. I was under the desk now and facing his tented pants, his eager to be stroked cock was inside and I wanted it, now.
I zipped open his pants, undid the button, and then jerked down his boxers until his full glory popped out. Once my lips grazed his naked skin, he surrendered to me and I was finally getting my way.
He sank back into the chair and let out a big breath. “You really are unstoppable when you want me, aren’t you?”
“You got that right,” I said. My tongue flicked over the head of his dick and I pulled back his skin a little. He hissed and clenched the armrest. “You do realize we’re not alone, right?”
“Yes, I distinctly remember seeing three other crazy rock stars on this plane, I’m sure they won’t mind if we have some fun.”
He laughed and closed his eyes. “Fun … hmm … yes, this is enjoyable.”
I kissed his hilt and sucked on it all the way to the top, letting my tongue slip past to make it slippery and smooth. When he was slick enough, I opened my mouth and let his cock slide in.
He moaned and bit his lip. I liked seeing him this way, giving him pleasure. It wasn’t just for him. I was getting moist down below and I could feel my heartbeat in my groin.
At first I was slow and careful, slipping my tongue along the sides while dipping his full length further into my mouth. In and out, in and out. In between, I circled his top, letting my tongue flick over the edge of the head. Mmm, so good. He tasted so wonderful. I wanted to please him and hearing him groan made me think I did.
Kaito’s grip on the chair tightened. He sucked in some breaths and his chest quivered. “Chloe, you’re too good for me,” he murmured.



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