Are you ready for this? Featuring the new release by Normandie Alleman--Machine. This is a definite must read! Check out the blurb and excerpt below.
From the back cover...
The Queen
of Reality TV meets the King of Porn.
She’s trying to clean up her act.
He’s a purveyor of filth.
It will never work.
But don’t
tell them that.
Dynassy
Barnes isn’t known for her big heart.
She is, however, known for her heart-shaped ass and the
selfies she shares with her army of social media followers. So when she meets a
handsome former SEAL, she thinks she may have scored a love
connection and a way to redeem her reputation with fans.
Bridger
Thompson is a man of many secrets.
When an explosion in Iraq damaged his ability to satisfy his
then-fiance, he never dreamed the machine he built to carry out his husbandly
duties would turn into a business featuring women pleasuring themselves with it
on camera. A business that could never be associated with The Barnes’ Family,
the darlings of reality TV.
But Dynassy stirs a desire Bridger hasn’t felt in years, and
he’s dead set on laying claim to the famous beauty—even though he fears he
won’t be able to love her the way she deserves.
For
that, he’d need to become a MACHINE.
Excerpt
“So, I’m not a stranger?”
Bridger teased.
When he held me in his arms
like that, the last thing he felt like was a stranger.
“No,” I managed shyly. I
couldn’t believe how comfortable I was around him. He and I came from different
worlds, but his embrace seemed like the safest place in the world. I suspected
those big strong arms that just pulled me around the dance floor could protect
me better than any man I’d ever met.
“Want to dance some more?” he
asked.
“Yes.” I nodded
enthusiastically.
We whirled across the floor,
his hand on the small of my back guiding me, the muscles on the back of his
neck pulsing under my fingertips. He smelled better than I would have dreamed—a
combination of sandalwood and leather that spurred a sense of longing that made
me imagine kissing his earlobe.
But before I could summon the
courage to do it, the band stopped playing, and Bridger grabbed my hand.
“Ready?”
I was ready for anything he
wanted, so I said, “Sure.”
He walked me out to the
parking lot and stood by an old gray pickup truck. That didn’t surprise me, but
when he opened the passenger door to the eggplant-colored Dodge Viper next to
it, I was caught off guard.
“I thought—” I started, but
then tried to stop myself before I said something stupid, or worse, insulting.
He chuckled. “That the pickup
was mine?”
I smiled, but didn’t answer.
“I get it.” Then he mumbled
something about an inheritance and got behind the wheel.
So, the mechanic, who’d been
wounded in combat and was a SEAL no less, was also an heir of some sort. The
better I got to know Bridger, the more I realized he was much more complicated
than I’d originally thought. There was a lot more to him than that deliciously
curly brown hair and those piercing green eyes.
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