I have a tasty treat for you today. An excerpt from hunting J.C. This is a smokin’ on the sizzlemeter, and is a bestseller on All Romance.
Enjoy.
blurb-
“THE HUNTER HAS BECOME THE HUNTED”
Hunter Brooks has been busy. When last he saw the Sherman family, he was still working his way up the corporate ladder. Now, he is the standard which all new climbers look to. Yet there is one thing that eludes Hunter-FAMILY. Hunter is under attack from all angles. Someone is out for blood, putting his business at risk and J.C. is after something far more personal and that could come at a higher price.
“THE MOUSE BECOMES THE LIONESS”
Jacinda Sherman has spent too much of her time letting everyone tell her what she can and cannot have. That includes Hunter. Now she’s grown up and what J.C. wants J.C. gets. She wants Hunter anyway she can have him. This time, Hunter won’t be leaving without J.C. getting what she desires.
Can Hunter pay J.C.’s price and still come out on top?
Excerpt:
As Hunter cleared the doorframe, he was attacked, not by a mugger or drunken man, but he was attacked by her, J.C. Her hand twined through his hair and brought his mouth down to hers. Her lips moved under his, begging him to open to her, begging him to give her a try. She took his hand and placed them on her full breast. Her nipples immediately pearled in his hand. His mind screamed to stop this now, but his body didn’t seem to be listening. From the moment her soft, full lips touched his, he was putty in her hand. He knew his only hope of survival was that she had not yet become aware of it.
“J.C…” he moaned into her mouth as he said unconvincingly, “We can’t do this.”
“Shh,” she hushed, pressing her breasts further into his hands. “Just feel me, let me feel you.”
“Jacinda, will you listen to me?”
“Not if your words have anything to do with, this isn’t right. Or Jacinda, this can’t happen between us.”
“Exactly, that is…”
“Shh,” Jacinda pressed her fingers against his lips. He felt the electrical vibrations that were humming through her fingertips into his lips. “Please let me do this for you. I want to taste you.”
Five words were his undoing. I want to taste you
Hunter didn’t care anymore, honor be damned. He wanted her. She knew that. He knew she could feel his arousal against her stomach. His cock was straining against his jeans now, begging to be set free this time. He felt on the edge, wanting so much for her to touch him, to help release the agony he had felt ever since he had seen her get out the pool this morning, soaked to the skin.
He kissed her with an urgency born out of need and desire. Somewhere in the last few minutes, his body and brain stopped communicating. It was as if his body just took over. He no longer cared that this could jeopardize his long-standing relationship with Tony, never mind the rest of the Sherman clan. He no longer cared that this was something that he promised himself wouldn’t happen. He only cared that he couldn’t seem to get enough of her. He drank from her and was still thirsty.
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Ava Delany