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Tornado
Allie
By:
Shelly Bell
Releasing
Jan 21st,
2014
Blurb
Since
beating cancer, television news producer Allie Schwartz has been on a
mission to tackle everything on her bucket list. First task—seeing
a live tornado. When her best friend’s older brother, sexy
storm-chasing tour guide Drake Roberts, offers to help with the
naughty items from her list, she agrees to a one night stand and
hands him the sexual reins.
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Author
Info
A
sucker for a happy ending, Shelly Bell writes sensual romance often
with a bit of kink and action-filled erotic thrillers with
high-emotional stakes for her alpha heroes and kiss-ass heroines.
She
began writing upon the insistence of her husband who dragged her to
the store and bought her a laptop. When she’s not working her day
job, taking care of her family, or writing, you’ll find her reading
the latest smutty romance.
She
currently writes for Avon Red Impulse, Loose Id, and Soul Mate
Publishing.
Author
Links
Website: www.shellybellbooks.com
Blog: www.thesmutpeddlers.com
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Excerpt
“What
are we doing up here?” Allie asked as Drake led her outside to the
hotel rooftop, his fingers entwined with hers.
He
hadn’t let go of her for a second since the panty-melting kiss, and
if it weren’t for the room of onlookers, she had a feeling he
would’ve taken her right there on top of the bar. While she wasn’t
into exhibitionism, she probably wouldn’t have stopped him. Luckily
for her, Drake had hung on to his self-control.
She
peered over the edge and down at the vacant courtyard. The storms had
passed, leaving behind a clear night sky lit by a full moon and the
brightest stars she’d ever seen. Other than the faint sound of
crickets chirping, their breaths, and the hammering of her heart, it
was completely silent.
“Let’s
talk more about your list,” he murmured, cradling her face in his
large palms.
“Do
we have to? Couldn’t we just…do it?”
“Oh
no doubt about it, we’ll work our way down your list tonight, which
is why I brought you up here.” He wrapped an arm around her waist,
retrieved her list from his pocket, and leaned their backs against
the ledge. “Number three. Public sex. Tell me what you imagined
when you wrote this.”
“I
didn’t imagine anything.”
He
shot her a look of disbelief.
“Fine.”
She buried her face on his chest. “I don’t mean I want to have
sex while other people watch. It’s the idea of doing it out in the
open where we could get caught that excites me.” She paused,
waiting for him to respond. She couldn’t look at him and when he
didn’t speak, she wrenched her hand away and pushed off the wall to
head to the stairs. “You think I’m perverted, don’t you? Forget
the list. It was silly and I—”
He
nabbed the back of her jean skirt and yanked her into the hard plane
of his chest, then twisted her around. Without giving her a chance to
protest, he kissed her hard, easing her fear she’d offended him
with her naughty list. The moment she relaxed in his arms, he receded
from the kiss, leaving her breathless.
With
his thumb, he caressed the skin under her ear. “I think it’s
fucking hot. Maybe it makes you perverted, but honey, you’re my
kind of perverted. There’s nothing wrong with consenting adults
having sex, even if the sex is considered unconventional by society’s
standards. It’s not as if we’re breaking any laws.”
“Actually,
public sex is illegal.”
His
hands slid down her spine to rest right above her skirt. He leaned
in, nipping her earlobe before he whispered, “I think it’s worth
the risk, don’t you?”
Her
heart galloped at the thought of him taking her in the open,
underneath the stars, where anyone could walk through the door.
“Here? Now?”
“No
time like the present. We’ve only got ten hours to get through your
list.”
Despite
her fear of getting caught, her nipples tightened, and her pussy
quivered. “We couldn’t possibly do everything on my list. I mean,
how would you, you know, recover to do it all?”
“Do
you doubt me?”
“The
guys I’ve been with were good with once a night.”
He
squeezed her ass. “Then you’ve been with the wrong guys. If you
were mine, I’d make love to you every chance I got, so whenever we
were apart, you’d still feel me inside you.”
“Oh,”
she said shivering, unable to formulate words. Her panties dampened.
“Wow. I’m a little nervous.”
He
looked surprised. “Of me?”
“I
forget how to speak when I’m with you.”
A
devilish grin and the wicked intent sparkling in his eyes was all the
warning he gave before slowly backed her up to the wall. “Good
thing you won’t need it tonight. Except to say ‘yes’ and
‘more.’”
“And
if I want you to stop?” Her body betrayed her arousal, as she stood
on her tiptoes and shamelessly ground her pussy against the erection
confined by his jeans.
He
chuckled, bracing her hips and preventing her from moving against
him. “Use your safe word.”
A low
growl of frustration emitted from her chest. Less talk, more action.
“What word?”
He
brushed his hands up and down her arms, reassuring her. “Your safe
word. Choose a word you don’t normally say in conversation, but
something you’ll remember. The second you use it, I’ll stop
whatever it is we’re doing and we’ll talk about it.”
An
image instantly sprung to her mind. “Banana. I can’t stand them.”
He
pressed a kiss to her forehead. “If you change your mind—”
“I
won’t.” She clutched his shirt in her fists. “I want to know
what it’s like to let someone else take control in the bedroom.
Someone who actually knows how to pleasure me.” She batted her
eyelashes. “You up for the challenge?
“It’s
not a challenge.” He whispered in her ear. “It’s an invitation.
One I’ve already accepted. Are you ready?”
More
than ready. “Yes.”
He
licked the shell of her ear and blew warm air over it, giving her
chills despite the eighty-degree evening. “Then strip.”
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