That First Kiss by J.C. Valentine Night Calls #2
Publication Date: June 18, 2013
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance
Synopsis:
Mercurial and
charming, Tate Larson is a rising author and playboy who has a different woman
on his arm every night of the week. Focused on his work, Tate has no plans to
settle down any time soon. That is until he meets his pretty new assistant,
Piper Donovan. Desperate to escape the promise of backwater living, Piper
ditched her Alabama hometown and never looked back. That was almost two years
ago. Now that she is out of a job and her bank account is running on fumes,
she’s desperate to find a job, fast. She finds the break she is searching for
when she lands a position at Bookish Temptations. A little dancing and a lot of
drinks with the girls seem the perfect way to celebrate. After a brief but
explosive encounter with a man she was never supposed to see again turns out to
be the same man she will be bending over backwards to please, her every
instinct tells her to run. But when running means leaving the life she has
struggled so hard to create, Piper decides her only option is to continue working
for the devastatingly sexy Tate Larson…even if it kills her. Unable to
deny their growing attraction, they struggle to keep their distance in a
relationship that requires anything but.
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Exclusive Excerpt
Skin flushed and blood pumping hard, Piper
soaked in the delicious feeling of a carefree night. Her head felt light and a
little swimmy, her mood elevated—she was on top of the world. When the hard
body mashed into her from behind, Piper went with it, grinding her ass against
the hard ridge pressing against her backside.
Strong hands enveloped her waist, pulling her
firmly against a broad chest. Body heat seared her back, sending shivers of
excitement shooting through her. Her lungs constricted as her breaths grew
shallow. She couldn’t see who she was dancing with, but she didn’t care. She
was lost to the feel of the male body wrapped around her, to the heavy beat of
the music vibrating in her chest, the way his hands and hips guided hers into a
smooth, sensual rhythm. Leaning her head back, Piper closed her eyes and let
the feeling of his arms around her and the constant pulse of the music lure her
toward a state of bliss.
Existing in their own little world, the song
playing overhead about an electric touch was the only thing that penetrated.
Piper concentrated on the fiery sensation of strong hands drifting over the
curves of her body, the spicy scent of liquor on his breath as it left his lips
to caress her ear and neck. The gentle scrape of stubble against the curve of
her shoulder teased her sensitive skin, and when one hand left her hip and
pressed into her belly, forcing her hips to fit tighter against his, all
rational thought fled from her mind.
His breathing grew heavier as Piper swirled
her hips, rubbing him in all the right places. She let out a startled yelp when
his teeth nipped the side of her neck, and when he followed the playful bite
with a swipe of his tongue, her legs trembled. His throaty laugh did
inexplicable things to her insides, and she couldn’t resist reaching back to
grab his firm ass and hold him to her.
This man, whoever he was, was driving her
crazy. In a brief moment of clarity, Piper realized that if she didn’t break
their connection soon, she may never be able to.
When the upbeat music switched to something
slower and more sinful—what Lynn referred to as baby making music—half the
dance floor emptied out. Piper straightened, preparing to break the connection,
thank her partner and head back to the table, when she was abruptly spun
around. Gasping, Piper found herself face-to-face with the hottie with the
body.
Up close, he was even better than she had
envisioned for the last hour. Wild dirty blond hair, crisp blue eyes, a wide
jaw and a straight nose made him the perfect male specimen. And when he smiled,
hot damn! The man had two perfect dimples that she had the urge to lick. She
didn’t, of course, because that would be creepy, but she could do whatever she
wanted in her mind, and she was licking his face like it was the last
Creamsicle on the planet.
He pulled her into his chest and wrapped his
arms securely around her waist, and as he looked down at her with those
piercing blue eyes, she was powerless to stop him. Draping her arms over his
shoulders, they started dancing. While she didn’t recognize the song playing,
it was the perfect setup to a night of drunken debauchery, and judging by the
heated look in his eyes, he was thinking the same.
Wedging his knee between her thighs, Piper
felt an immediate burst of heat flood through her as the denim rubbed against
her exactly where she needed it to. Before she knew what she was doing, Piper
was grinding against his leg and working herself into a fervor rivaling a dog
in heat. Had she thought for one second that he wasn’t enjoying the spectacle
she was making of herself, it was instantly dispelled by the rigid bulge riding
the inside of her thigh. Like her, he was breathing heavily, and when she
tipped her head back, the wild, hungry look in his eyes told her she wasn’t
alone.
Stepping away from her, he took her by the
hand and led her off the dance floor and down the hall toward the bathrooms.
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Synopsis:
Burned, Felix
Sinclair has all but vowed never to get seriously involved with another woman
as long as he lives. After a long day's work, Felix Sinclair is looking forward
to getting back to his luxury apartment in the city. When he detours onto a
road less traveled in order to shave off some travel time, the last thing he
expects is to wind up stranded in a roadside ditch in the middle of a downpour--or
to fall into the arms of a beautiful woman. Recently divorced, jobless,
friendless and utterly alone, Poppy Montgomery is struggling to convince
herself that single life is what she wants--needs. Then a handsome stranger
staggers into her life and sparks fly. Riding out the storm together is bound
to stir up heat, but once it passes, will they be able to walk away?
AUTHOR’S NOTE: STRANDED is
the first in an interconnected series of erotic romance. Each book can be read
as a stand alone, but you will find that each new character has been previously
introduced in some way. As an introduction to the series, STRANDED is
a novella, but rest assured each new addition will be a full length novel worth
sinking your teeth into.
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About J.C. Valentine
J.C. Valentine is the
USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward
Fighters Series and the Forbidden Series. Her vivid imagination and love of
words and romance had her penning her own romance stories from an early age,
which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced friends and
family members to read. No, she isn’t sorry. J.C. earned her own happily
ever after when she married her high school sweetheart. Living in the
Northwest, they have three amazing children and far too many pets and spend
much of their free time together enjoying movies or the outdoors. Among the
many hats she wears, J.C. is an entrepreneur. Having graduated with honors, she
holds a Bachelor’s in English and when she isn’t writing, you can find her
editing for fellow authors. Sign up for J.C.’s newsletter and never miss a
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