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#GIVEAWAY #BLOGTOUR: Snow’s Submission by Kristin Miller



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35096459Title: Snow's Submission
Series: (A Snow White Werewolf Tale, #2)
Author: Kristin Miller
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Scorched, Erotic, Serial, Paranormal, Romance
Tropes: Werewolves, Friends to Lovers
Recommend: Yes
Blog: HERE 
Goodreads: HERE
  
I used to be sweet and innocent…but that was until Hunter put his hands on me. Now, my body craves his, and we’ve crossed the point of no return.
My stepmother demands that I seduce a rich jeweler to secure our fortune, and under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t mind. He’s hotter than hell, I’ve been crushing on him for years, and after catching Hunter pleasuring me over the hood of his car, he wants me too.
There’s only one problem: now that I have Malcolm’s attention, I’m not sure I want to leave Hunter’s arms.
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“You’re going to be smooth about it.” Just like the slope of her neck, her cheek. “If I were trying to seduce you, for example, I would make sure there was always space between us, so I wouldn’t come off too strong, or too desperate, but I’d find ways to touch you with a seemingly innocent purpose.”

She snorts into a laugh. “You mean like the stupid trick where you yawn and then drop your arm over my shoulder?”

“Sort of, but we’re not twelve.” Guess there’s no other way to get her to understand. I’ll simply have to show her. Darn. “Looks like your hair has come down a bit right there. Let me…” Holding her gaze, I reach out slowly and tuck a strand of raven-black hair behind her ear. It’s like silk sliding over my fingers. As I pull my hand away, I make sure to gently brush the tender skin just beneath her ear with my fingertips. My God, she’s crazy-soft. “If I were trying to seduce you, I would touch you with purpose. Wait, you’ve got something on your lip…”

“I do?” Her words are slow, as if she’s having trouble thinking.

As she reaches for her mouth, I wrap my fingers around her wrist, stopping her. “I’ll show you where.”

Using her pointer finger, I guide her toward the moisture, and sweep across her lower lip, adding more pressure as I move back and forth. Her lips are luscious and full, her finger grazing against them, and as her mouth drops open into a seductive ‘O,’ I can’t help but remember how succulent her lips tasted.

Continuing the lesson, I move in slowly, slant my head the way I would if I were going to claim her mouth, and then I stop a breath away. The air hitches between us. She eyes my lips hungrily, and something inside my gut catches.

“It was a few drops of beer.” My voice has gone hoarse, and I can’t tear my eyes away from hers. “You got it.”

With a knot in my stomach, I bring her finger to my lips and suck it into my mouth. She gasps. The erotic sound hits my ears with the force of a shotgun, and as I swirl my tongue around her finger, she squirms in her seat.

Doesn’t take my heightened werewolf senses to know she’s ready for me. And I’m harder than a fucking lightning rod.

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#RELEASE: His Rules by Dani Wyatt





 

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Title: His Rules
Series: (His Series)
Author: Dani Wyatt
Genres: Contemporary Erotic Romance Novella
Blog: HERE 
Goodreads: HERE
  
One bite of the tofu chipotle burger at his latest venture capital investment and Rueger Marshall is hooked. But not on the food. On the sweet and clumsy waitress that is also about to find out just what it means to be his babygirl…and just what it means to follow the rules.

Lexi Chase has three misdemeanors and a new probation mentor she’s supposed to meet. Her job at the vegan deli doesn’t hold much promise, until the day the man with the lumberjack beard and the handmaid suit sits in her section and teaches her about destiny.

Can Rueger ever come to grips with the fantasies of Lexi wide eyed, looking up at him with the name ‘Daddy’ on her lips? Or will questions of hidden agendas and a stack of incriminating photos end their fairytale before it can start?

Author’s Note: Grab your candy heart panties and an ice pack, because these two are about to teach you just how hot a list of rules can be. Sit back, wiggle your toes, find your favorite stuffie and settle in for a decadent, dirty ride with a to-die-for DaddyDom and his one-and-only babygirl. As always, this is a happily ever after safe read with unrelated adults finding their happy place with a bit of DD/babygirl fun. Enjoy.


 


“Now.” I step forward, pushing my thighs between her knees, opening a gap exactly my width for me. A hand instinctively goes to her hair and gives it a rough tug, forcing her to look up into my face.

Without hesitation, I lean down and take her lips with mine, listen to the deep breath she takes when my tongue pushes inside her mouth. Her body shivers as I deepen our kiss, my beast raging inside as the momentum builds.

#BLOGTOUR: Roommate with Benefits by Nicole Williams







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Title: Roommate with Benefits
Series: Standalone
Author: Nicole Williams
Genres: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Recommended: Yes
Blog: HERE 
Goodreads: HERE
  
Soren Decker. He’s the epitome of the “bad boy, good man” persona. The best of both worlds. The worst of them too. He’s the type of guy most girls would not mind sharing a confined space with, except my new roommate isn’t all swagger and chiseled abs.

He’s bossy. Messy. Cocky. Infuriating. Doesn’t believe in personal space. Has no qualms about roaming the apartment with a loincloth-sized towel cinched around his waist. Seems under the delusion he’s my personal protector (refer back to infuriating). He plays college baseball and holds down a part-time job—I don’t know where he finds the time to get on my nerves.

We’re got nothing in common . . . except for one thing. Our attraction to one another. And in six hundred square feet of shared space, the tension only has so much room to grow before one of us gives in to temptation. But really, what chance do a couple of young kids chasing their dreams in the big city have of making it?

Since Soren claims I know squat about sports (he might have a semi-point), here’s a stat for him—one in a million. That’s our odds.



“Coming in,” I announced, opening the door and stepping inside. A plume of steam rolled over me, instantly coating my skin in a hot, dewy shield. “Hot shower?”

“Hell of a lot better than the cold one I took a couple of nights ago.”

His voice echoed off the walls as I focused on squeezing a glob of toothpaste onto my brush. It was difficult. I found myself quite distracted by the knowledge he was naked behind that thin shower curtain, a whole three feet away.

Just as I was about to stick my toothbrush into my mouth, the shower cranked off, the curtain whipping open right after.

Soren. Wet. Exposed.

Giant.

My eyes clamped shut, but it wasn’t fast enough. From the low chuckle he gave, he hadn’t missed my two-second gape.

“Soren!”

​“Sorry. Water got cold.”

​I gave him a few seconds to cover up before I opened my eyes and got back to brushing my teeth. He hadn’t covered up though.

“What are you doing? Grab a towel.” My arm flailed in the direction of where we kept our fresh towels hanging from the rack. My eyes felt like they were about to go crossed from staying focused on my reflection instead of his naked one in the same mirror.

“Out of fresh towels. Haven’t gotten around to the laundry.” He moved up beside me at the sink, reaching for his own toothbrush. He was standing so close, his wet arm was brushing against mine.

Don’t look down. Don’t look down. Don’t look at the giant—

Crap. I looked.

He was grinning at me as he brushed his teeth, my face crimson thanks to what I’d glanced at.

“See anything you like?”