Title: Wherever It Leads
Author: Adriana Locke
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 15, 2016
Blurb
Smooth. Sexy. Irresistible.
Those qualities equal only one thing.
Big. Freaking. Trouble.
Brynne Calloway knows that anything that seems too good to be true usually is. Fenton Abbott and his cashmere voice, Adonis body, and a magnetism like no other clearly falls into that category. But what’s life without a little risk?
It was supposed to be a rebound, an uncomplicated escape from reality. But nothing ever goes as planned. Fenton turns out to be so much more … in ways Brynne never sees coming.
Those qualities equal only one thing.
Big. Freaking. Trouble.
Brynne Calloway knows that anything that seems too good to be true usually is. Fenton Abbott and his cashmere voice, Adonis body, and a magnetism like no other clearly falls into that category. But what’s life without a little risk?
It was supposed to be a rebound, an uncomplicated escape from reality. But nothing ever goes as planned. Fenton turns out to be so much more … in ways Brynne never sees coming.
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Excerpt
The plane begins its ascent, the engines roaring to life. Fenton whips out a file from his briefcase and gives it a once-over. Again, I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do and it's killing me.
I pull my Kindle out of my bag and try to become invested in a second-chance romance about a rock star, but it's nearly impossible sitting next to him. Each time I become engrossed in the words, he moves and my senses are assaulted by his proximity. The third time this happens, I search the ebook for 'cock' and start reading a sex scene. I need some form of undoing and if that has to be done via fictional character, so be it.
The heroine is taking the hero into her mouth when a low rumble radiates beside me. Startled, I look up and see Fenton smirking.
"What?" I push the power button on my e-reader and place it on my lap. I realize the jet has leveled off and it's quiet in the cabin. "What are you looking at me like that for?"
"Just wondering what you're reading."
"Why?"
"Because," he says, his eyes darkening, "your entire posture changed. Your lips parted, your breathing became labored. I'm intrigued."
"I don't think you'd be interested in this."
"Trust me—if it gets that kind of reaction out of you, I'm definitely interested."
Dragging in a lungful of air, I remember Presley's pep talk and decide I have nothing to lose.
I switch on the tablet and find the page. "She drew his cock into her mouth, stroking his shaft as she licked a pool of semen from the tip." I glance over my shoulder and his eyes are wide. I wink. "A growl escaped his throat as she stroked his velvety length, running her tongue—"
I pull my Kindle out of my bag and try to become invested in a second-chance romance about a rock star, but it's nearly impossible sitting next to him. Each time I become engrossed in the words, he moves and my senses are assaulted by his proximity. The third time this happens, I search the ebook for 'cock' and start reading a sex scene. I need some form of undoing and if that has to be done via fictional character, so be it.
The heroine is taking the hero into her mouth when a low rumble radiates beside me. Startled, I look up and see Fenton smirking.
"What?" I push the power button on my e-reader and place it on my lap. I realize the jet has leveled off and it's quiet in the cabin. "What are you looking at me like that for?"
"Just wondering what you're reading."
"Why?"
"Because," he says, his eyes darkening, "your entire posture changed. Your lips parted, your breathing became labored. I'm intrigued."
"I don't think you'd be interested in this."
"Trust me—if it gets that kind of reaction out of you, I'm definitely interested."
Dragging in a lungful of air, I remember Presley's pep talk and decide I have nothing to lose.
I switch on the tablet and find the page. "She drew his cock into her mouth, stroking his shaft as she licked a pool of semen from the tip." I glance over my shoulder and his eyes are wide. I wink. "A growl escaped his throat as she stroked his velvety length, running her tongue—"
"Enough." He snatches the Kindle from my grasp and places it on his briefcase. "Fucking hell, Brynne. Do you want fucked right here?"
Author Bio
USA Today Bestselling author Adriana Locke lives and breathes books. After years of slightly obsessive relationships with the flawed bad boys created by other authors, Adriana has created her own.
She resides in the Midwest with her husband, sons, and two dogs. She spends a large amount of time playing with her kids, drinking coffee, and cooking. You can find her outside if the weather's nice and there's always a piece of candy in her pocket.
She resides in the Midwest with her husband, sons, and two dogs. She spends a large amount of time playing with her kids, drinking coffee, and cooking. You can find her outside if the weather's nice and there's always a piece of candy in her pocket.
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