What are you doing for New Years Eve this year? Why not read this fun and sexy romance set in Belize? Alyssa wasn't looking for love...or even a hook-up...but then HE happened and her one week solo vacation becomes so much more...Read the excerpt and blurb below!
Excerpt of Anonymity...
She didn't know who pulled whom toward the
cabanas. They both were equally eager to resume what they'd started on the
beach. Laughing, he winked at her over his shoulder as they weaved past the
tables and other resort guests.
They stumbled up the two steps of her cabana,
mouths fused in a kiss as she fumbled for the keycard. His hands yanked at the
straps of her dress when she finally pushed open the door.
If she'd known it felt this good being bad,
she'd have abandoned the good girl persona years ago. She ached to touch him,
to have him completely naked. She yanked at his shirt while he nibbled along
her collarbone and pushed the dress down her torso.
Tripping over discarded clothes they made
their way to the bed. A tangled mass of limbs they rolled to the center of the
mattress. He squeezed her breasts, his thumbs circling the nipples until hard
while his mouth played havoc with her neck.
She couldn't stop touching the sculpted
muscles of his chest, her eyes feasting on the breadth of his body against
hers.
Wanton. Until now she hadn't really
understood the meaning of that word, but that's what slammed into her consciousness.
She was acting like a wild, wanton version of herself and she loved it. She bit
his shoulder, grabbed his ass, arched her hips toward his, and flattened the
soles of her feet on the backs of his calves.
The man had the body of a god.
His mouth claimed hers as he thrust inside
her with the force of a man staking out his territory. Tongues moved in rhythm
with every stroke of his hips. She wrapped every limb around him, needing him
as close as possible.
The orgasm began somewhere in her toes, shuddered
through her body like a tsunami of pleasure, and erupted with a moan of
ecstasy. Her nails sunk into his shoulders. Her head rolled back on the pillow
as she gasped for breath and felt his release slam into her. He buried his face
in her hair while he moaned her name.
Wrapped together, they both gasped for breath
and allowed their heart rates to return to a steady beat. The room was silent
except for the sounds of their rapid breathing.
When he finally rolled to the side and stared
at the ceiling, she closed her eyes and smiled. She'd been holding back more
than dreams all of these years. She hadn't known she was capable of passion
like that.
"Damn, you're intense," he said
with a slight laugh.
"I am, aren't I?" She liked that
idea.
He rolled onto his side and put one hand on
her breast. "Look at me, Alyssa."
She opened her eyes and grinned. Black hair fell
across his forehead, dimples slashing into his face with his smile, and naked
body stretched along side hers, he was spectacular. "You should always be
naked. I'm serious. You should never hide that body with clothes."
He laughed and shook his head. "No one
has ever said that to me before, I'm not sure what to say back. That's a first.
I'm never speechless."
"Yeah, well, I never have sex with
strangers yet here we are." She traced the line of his bicep. "You're
amazing."
"We're not strangers anymore, not
really." He kissed her neck before nibbling her ear. "We had a date,
talked, danced, fucked against a palm tree...and again...and I'm pretty sure
we'll be doing it again soon...not strangers."
She grinned at his logic and wrapped her
fingers in his hair. "The first night's almost over, we have six more days
of this."
"You're going to wreck me." He slid
a finger across her lips, his gaze on hers. "I feel like a horny teenager.
It's like I've lost control."
"Control is overrated." She snagged
his finger and held it against her chest. "Tell me something?"
"Right now I'd tell you anything so be
careful what you ask."
She wanted to know why he'd reject a woman
who could be a supermodel and who openly admitted coming onto him. Why her, is what she wanted to know but was
too afraid to ask. That would reveal her self-doubt and ruin the moment. Old
voices drummed in her head that she wasn't good enough to be picked first; they
whispered that she'd always be someone's consolation prize.
From the back cover...
Alyssa McNeil is
through with romance. In Belize on a solo vacation designed to make her forget
that her ex is marrying someone else on New Year's Eve, she's determined to
break free of her comfort zone. Meeting Luke Picket falls perfectly into her
plans for indulging fantasy, letting go of inhibition, and having uncomplicated
fun under the sun. Falling in love with him is definitely not on the agenda.
Luke Picket is more than happy to go along with her idea of a no
strings, first-name only weeklong fling. He embraces his solo lifestyle and
can't see that changing any time soon. When they find themselves trekking
through the jungle and facing turbulent seas together, the feelings he'd fought
so hard to avoid in his life start stirring in his closed-off permanent
bachelor heart.
But they'd agreed on anonymity, on a
first-name-only-no-strings love affair, and neither wants to ruin the moment
with unwanted declarations. Old beliefs are challenged. Doubts questioned. Will
they stick to their deal and go their separate ways when the week is over? Or
will the new year bring them a new attitude about love?
**Anonymity is book one of the
Wanderlust Series, which is a series of romance adventure novels written as
stand-alone books. In future series, some characters may make cameo
appearances, but all are true stand-alone novels.***
Download today and let the adventure begin!
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