Author– Eve Rabi
Publication Date – August 29, 2013
Cover Artist – Author
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"NO!"
"Okay!"
"Okay!"
Excerpt:
“Now,” he said, when he surfaced for air, “what the fuck is your problem?”
Before I could answer, he kissed me again, then said, “Don’t answer that. I’m sick of you and your stuck up ways! You’re driving me nuts with your bitching.”
Another kiss, before he spoke again.
“Show me how to act grown up, Bridie. I need your help here. I’m the eldest child in my family and I have a crude sense of entitlement. It’s what gives me confidence to achieve in life, but at the same time, it’s my downfall. It makes me a spoiled son of a bitch, and fuck, I never realized it until now, and baby, I really needed my ass kicked by someone like you.” He kissed me again.
“This ass-kicking, it’s an experience like nothing I have ever felt before. I like it and I hate it. Now, just put your arms around my neck and kiss me like you did before.”
I summoned a glare but when I looked into his blue eyes, my insides turned to mush.
To my disgust, my levelheadedness, my determination to lose him and all Usher’s Burn motivating lyrics did a David Copperfield on me and vanished. Poof!
To my disgust, I put my arms around his neck and matched the intensity of his kisses.
As I kissed him, the bruising inside of me healed and the burning ceased. He was a dose of citrus-flavored antacid to my soul.
“Now, that’s better,” he said between kisses. “Don’t you feel better now that you surrendered to me? Huh? Don’t you? Huh?”
“Shaddup!” I whispered, as I held his face in my hands and kissed him.
“Okay, okay, I’ll shaddup.”
“I don’t wanna be forced into anything,” I said in a meaningful voice. “I’m not into body shots, I don’t do threesomes, I’m old-fashioned in a lot of ways and I tend to go …”
“What?” he frowned. “You mean you don’t want to fuck me in the back seat of my Hummer?”
“No.”
"What about in an hour?"
"NO!"
"Okay!"
Before I could answer, he kissed me again, then said, “Don’t answer that. I’m sick of you and your stuck up ways! You’re driving me nuts with your bitching.”
Another kiss, before he spoke again.
“Show me how to act grown up, Bridie. I need your help here. I’m the eldest child in my family and I have a crude sense of entitlement. It’s what gives me confidence to achieve in life, but at the same time, it’s my downfall. It makes me a spoiled son of a bitch, and fuck, I never realized it until now, and baby, I really needed my ass kicked by someone like you.” He kissed me again.
“This ass-kicking, it’s an experience like nothing I have ever felt before. I like it and I hate it. Now, just put your arms around my neck and kiss me like you did before.”
I summoned a glare but when I looked into his blue eyes, my insides turned to mush.
To my disgust, my levelheadedness, my determination to lose him and all Usher’s Burn motivating lyrics did a David Copperfield on me and vanished. Poof!
To my disgust, I put my arms around his neck and matched the intensity of his kisses.
As I kissed him, the bruising inside of me healed and the burning ceased. He was a dose of citrus-flavored antacid to my soul.
“Now, that’s better,” he said between kisses. “Don’t you feel better now that you surrendered to me? Huh? Don’t you? Huh?”
“Shaddup!” I whispered, as I held his face in my hands and kissed him.
“Okay, okay, I’ll shaddup.”
“I don’t wanna be forced into anything,” I said in a meaningful voice. “I’m not into body shots, I don’t do threesomes, I’m old-fashioned in a lot of ways and I tend to go …”
“What?” he frowned. “You mean you don’t want to fuck me in the back seat of my Hummer?”
“No.”
"What about in an hour?"
"NO!"
"Okay!"
PLAYLIST
Please share your personal playlist that you listen to while writing:
Wrecking Ball – Miley Cyrus
I won’t give up – Jason Mraz
How Can I Not Love You – Joy Enrique
Blurred lines – Robin Thick
Hold on we’re going Home – Drake
Mirrors – Justin Timberlake
Kiss me thru da Phone – Soulja boy
Eve Rabi lives in Australia, but she was born in South Africa. She is the author of 20 books and is known for her kick-ass leading ladies, alpha males and no holes-barred love stories. Oh, and let’s not forget about humour, it’s a must in her books.
To quote a smashwords.com reviewer: “When you pick up an Eve Rabi book, forget sleep. She writes gripping page turners that will keep you reading till the very end.”
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