The Reason For Me by Prescott Lane #ReleaseDayBlitz #Excerpt @PrescottLane1 @ArdentPRose

Posted October 19, 2016 by Cyndi Becker 0 Comments

The Reason For Me by Prescott Lane #ReleaseDayBlitz #Excerpt @PrescottLane1 @ArdentPRose

The Reason For Me by Prescott Lane
on October 19th, 2016
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Holt

She likes it quick and dirty.

I like orders and rules.

She hates small talk.

I hate to share.

SheÔÇÖs an open book.

IÔÇÖm a closed dresser drawer.

She rides a Harley.

And that drives me fÔÇÖing nuts.

Annalyse and I have both lived in our own personal hells for half a decade. SheÔÇÖs learned to love the warmth, and IÔÇÖm still consumed. But my new neighbor is stoking more than my libido these days. We agreed on only pleasure. But she changed the rules.

And now IÔÇÖm not even sure what they are.

Maybe thereÔÇÖs a reason she found me that night, maybe thereÔÇÖs a reason I canÔÇÖt stop thinking about her, maybe thereÔÇÖs a reason for the pain. Maybe not.

We all look for reasons in life. Reasons for death, love, pain. Why one thing happens and not another? ItÔÇÖs human nature. WeÔÇÖve been looking for the meaning of life since the beginning of time. But maybe the reason for all of it ÔÇö life, love, loss, heartache ÔÇö is the curvy brunette living next door.

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Excerpt

Holt

I can see the questions in her eyes.┬á Naked, I get on my knees in the bed, helping her up, her body pressing into mine, and lift her shirt over her head.┬á I canÔÇÖt help but grin that sheÔÇÖs borrowed one of mine.┬á My hands slide down the curve of her waist and under the cotton of her panties, removing them.┬á Her hand softly strokes my cheek, and like an asshole, I jerk my head back, her soft touch doing damage to the hard defenses IÔÇÖve built.┬á How is that?┬á How can something so soft, so sweet, be my undoing?┬á And damn, the way she looks at me.┬á I canÔÇÖt have her looking at me like that right now.┬á In one move, I flip her over and yank her ass in the air.

Her breath catches.┬á Dammit, sometimes I wish I could be one of those guys that only think about themselves during sex, but IÔÇÖm not built that way.┬á AnnalyseÔÇÖs pleasure will always be more important than my own, and thatÔÇÖs just one small fucking step away from all her needs coming before my own.┬á ItÔÇÖs a slippery slope IÔÇÖm on.

Using the tip of my cock, I outline her folds, feeling her open, drawing me in.┬á Running my finger down the curve of her back, her body rolls, her ass pushing against me.┬á SheÔÇÖs got the best ass, pure white, smooth skin, firm, but enough to hold onto.

ÔÇ£Holt,ÔÇØ she begs softly.

SheÔÇÖs very impatient when it comes to her orgasms.┬á ThatÔÇÖs a great quality in a woman; she wants what she wants and doesnÔÇÖt apologize for it.┬á As I slip myself inside her, she lets out a breathless moan.┬á ItÔÇÖs amazing how well I know her sounds, her body already.┬á Holding her hips, I slide in and out, slowly.┬á Grinning, I know sheÔÇÖs going to hate and love that at the same time.┬á She likes to come quickly.┬á ItÔÇÖs almost like sheÔÇÖs afraid thereÔÇÖs not enough time.┬á She starts to move faster, wanting me deeper, and harder.┬á And IÔÇÖm powerless to resist her, incapable of not giving her exactly what she wants.

And when she screams out my name, I follow right behind her.┬á My body covers hers as we lay collapsed in our orgasmic hangover.┬á Moving her hair off her face, I look down at her closed eyes, missing seeing the way she looks when she comes.┬á ÔÇ£Every night,ÔÇØ I say quietly, ÔÇ£I want you in my bed, naked, waiting.ÔÇØ

She doesnÔÇÖt open her eyes, but a little smirk crosses her lips.┬á ÔÇ£Orders, orders.ÔÇØ

Kissing her neck, I nibble her earlobe.┬á ÔÇ£Say youÔÇÖll be here.ÔÇØ┬á She rolls over, her eyes meeting mine for the first time.┬á A subtle guilt rises in my chest; I just fucked her to feel better, to forget.┬á And I want to do it again.

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About Prescott Lane

Prescott Lane is the author of First Position, Perfectly Broken, and her new release, Quiet Angel. She is originally from Little Rock, Arkansas, and graduated from Centenary College with a degree in sociology. She went on to receive her MSW from Tulane University, after which she worked with developmentally delayed and disabled children. She married her college sweetheart, and they currently live in New Orleans with their two children and two crazy dogs. Prescott started writing at the age of five, and sold her first story about a talking turtle to her father for a quarter. She later turned to writing romance novels because there aren't enough happily ever afters in real life.


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