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Title: The Scars that Define Us (The Devil's Dust, #2)

Author: M.N. Forgy

Publication Date: October 31, 2014

Blurb

The Devil's Dust MC has a list of new threats to the club's lifestyle. Dani, to prove her loyalty, is trying to embrace a part of herself that she never knew existed until now. A sinful beast lurking beneath her surface has been awakened and is ready to eliminate anyone that stands in its way. Looking at her stained hands, she rinses the blood from them. She resigns herself to innocence lost and welcomes her thirst for more blood. After a breathtaking turn of events, Shadow is looking at life in a different perspective. Not knowing who he can trust or who he can forgive has left him feeling desolate and alone. As Shadow is laying behind his rifle, he wonders if he can pull the trigger to eliminate the threat. He takes a deep breath and squeezes the trigger, the rifle recoil ignites the fuel that drives him. Retaliations will be required. Boundaries will be shattered. Redemption will be lost. Betrayal so deep, yet they still yearn for one another. Can Shadow overlook Dani’s transgressions? Can Dani overlook the mistrust that Shadow has placed upon her?

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M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.

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THAT MAN 4 by Nelle L'Amour ♥ Release Blitz

Title: That Man 4 (The Wedding Story Part 1)

Genre: New Adult Erotic Romance

Release Date: October 31, 2014

Cover Artist: Arijana Karcic, Cover It! Designs

Synopsis

Nelle L’Amour’s USA Today bestselling THAT MAN series continues with more laughter, more drama, and more scorchin’ hot Blake Burns. You are invited to the wedding of the century… 700 guests and counting. All Blake’s tiger wanted was a small wedding in her parents’ backyard. But with Blake’s controlling mother calling the shots, not to mention the wedding planner from hell, Jennifer’s patience is tested. Meanwhile, Blake has to deal with a skeleton in the closet: a jealous, delusional woman from his past who harbors a secret… A big secret…one that threatens to tear the perfect couple apart. Will Blake and Jennifer get their happily ever after? The THAT MAN series concludes with the epic, gripping final episode, coming in December 2014.

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Nelle L’Amour is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Los Angeles with her Prince Charming-ish husband, twin teenage princesses, and a bevy of royal pain-in-the-butt pets. A former executive in the entertainment and toy industries with a prestigious Humanitus Award to her credit, she gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago but still enjoys playing with toys with her husband. While she writes in her PJs, she loves to get dressed up and pretend she’s Hollywood royalty.

Her books include the highly rated Seduced by the Park Avenue Billionaire Boxed Set, Undying Love, Gloria’s Secret, Gloria’s Revenge and the That Man trilogy. Gloria’s Forever, a novella, will be published in Spring 2014.

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Excerpt

“Are you ready for part two of this gift?” My tiger eyed me suspiciously. “And that would be—” “The fun part. You get to ride me.” Jen’s face lit up like a little kid about to go on one of those coin-operated mechanical horsey rides. Wasting no time, she tore off my boxers she had on and repositioned herself, straddling my lap with my cock impaled inside her. Gripping her hips, I bucked her hard as she rode me up and down. I hissed. Fuck, yeah! This was good. So fucking good and for both of us. Holding on to my shoulders, she got to control the pace while I got to go as deep and as hard as I could. I repeatedly hit her G-spot with each powerful thrust. She shrieked with pleasure each time I did. I gazed at her heated face. Her head arched back, she looked so impassioned, and I was mesmerized by the way the dangling earrings I’d just given her shook and shimmered. Quivering as if they were having little orgasms of their own. I was tempted to nibble her lobes but worried in my state of lust I might bite off an earring and swallow it whole. I gripped her hips tighter as she accelerated her pace. The friction and heat of her rubbing against my thick length felt so fucking amazing. “Do you like your present?” “Oh, God, yes!” she panted out. “I’m so close to coming!” “Good, baby,” I groaned. On the next deep thrust, she fell apart with a thunderous “Yes” and I could feel her throbbing all around my pulsing cock. Her body shook as I grunted out my own explosive climax and met hers full on. Spent and sweaty, we collapsed onto each other, her arms wrapping around me. We stayed in that position for several sweet minutes as we rode our orgasms out. Five minutes later, we were nestled side by side, her head resting on my chest. We were almost recovered. Now close to five, the sun had begun its disappearing act and cast a mellow amber glow. Jen traced lazy, ticklish circles on my chest. “Baby, I’ll never be able to top that birthday present.” I playfully flicked the tip of her cute upturned nose. “Don’t worry, you will.” “Do you have something in mind?” “Yeah, I do.” I was turning the big three-O. “How ‘bout a hint?” “I want to wake up to my wife.” I felt her jolt against me. “What are you saying, Blake?” “What I’m saying is that I want to marry you on the day before my birthday.” “December twentieth? Gosh, Blake. That’s only two months away.” “Jen, we’ve been engaged for over five months and it’s time to set a date. My mother has been driving me crazy.” Jen giggled. “Mine too. I keep telling her that we’ve just been too busy at work.” Which was true. Except I’d checked our calendars and had come to the conclusion that Saturday, the twentieth, would be a perfect time to get married. With Christmas around the corner, most of our SIN-TV productions would be shut down and our offices would be closed until January third—giving us an opportunity to go on a two-week honeymoon. I explained all this to Jen. She agreed. It made total sense. She rolled on top of me and gave me a hot spontaneous kiss. “Oh my God, Blake, we’re really going to get married!” The excitement in her voice was contagious. I smashed my lips against hers. “Yes, you’re going to become Mrs. Blake Burns, and tonight we’re going to break the news to our parents.” “My mother is going to be so excited!” Jen beamed. “She’s been planning our wedding forever.” I didn’t know if Jen could feel my heart skip a beat. I quietly gulped. And so had my mother. Instead of letting her know this, I urged her to take a shower with me and get ready for our dinner. The future Mrs. Blake Burns had another surprise in store.

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I want nothing but to escape the bitterness and emptiness surrounding me....

Guarded Hearts

L.A. Corvill

Blog Tour | October 27 - October 31

Publication Date: August 12, 2014

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I want nothing but to escape the bitterness and emptiness surrounding me....

I'm, Olivia Rey, a product of an unwanted pregnancy and since that day forward my world has not beeneasy. My mother's anger at not being able to hold on to my 'father' made her lash out all her hatred and venom at me growing up. So, I did the only thing I could to survive, I enclo...sed my heart until I can be in the light.

All I want is to be surrounded in darkness to not feel...

I'm, Phoenix Ryan, I have lived a life of privilege with no boundaries making me feel invincible. Then when I was on a high, tragedy came crashing down on me and cast me into a world where I was left numb. So I did the only thing I could to survive I enclosed my heart, so I could walk into the darkness.

Will theses two guarded hearts eclipse into each other to find love, or will they be forever guarded.

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Bro, step on it. Don’t be a pussy,” I yell. I am fucking wasted. I feel like I am flying super high. We are going home after a party that was being held at this abandoned warehouse outside of town. It was a secret party since there was going to be a lot of underage drinking and drugs involved.

“Nix what if we get pulled over? I can’t get a fucking ticket, my parents will kill me,” Sky says, paranoid.

“Dude, my fucking father is the town judge. He will make sure nothing happens. Come on, there is a reason this car can go 180 mph. Step on the gas.”

“Fuck, this feels awesome, bro. We are flying,” Sky says, laughing.

I stick my head out the window, feeling the night’s air on my face.

“Fuck yeah, we are fucking seniors. Can’t wait to leave this place and start getting college pussy,” I scream into the night.

Then I feel the flames of hell consume me.

Excerpt #2

I was around four years old the last time I cried. I had fallen outside my friend Mandy’s house. I scrapped my knee and the blood was running down my legs and onto my new socks. I didn’t cry from the pain; I cried because my mother was going to be so upset that I ruined my new socks. She was either going to spank me or put me to bed without dinner. Mandy’s mom picked me up and sat me on her lap while she sent Jenny to get a wet paper towel and some Band-Aids. She told me to stop crying, that she knew it was going to sting, but it was going to feel better in a bit. She hugged me tight and cuddled me while we waited. I had never felt that kind of warmth before; my mother never hugged me and she certainly never cuddled me. Those were the best three minutes of my life, it felt so nice that I didn’t care if I went to bed without dinner for a whole week or got spanked.

“Olivia! Where are you? Aye wuerca,” I heard my mother yell from the front yard. Mrs. Scott was just putting on my Band-Aid when my mother knocked on the door.

“Vicki, she’s here. She just fell and scraped her knee, but she is okay now,” Mrs. Scott told my mother. As she set me on the floor she kissed my head, I cried some more, but it was happy tears this time. Mandy was so lucky.

“Well, thank you, Barbara, for taking care of my pumpkin,” she replied with her fake smile.

She extended her hand towards me so that I could take it, and as soon I did she squeezed it hard and I started crying again, and we started to walk towards our trailer.

“Olivia, I told you to stop crying. Do you want me to give a reason to cry? Only weak, pathetic people cry. If you keep cryingLa LLorona will come get you because she will think you are her niña. You won’t want to be taken by her, because even though you are afraid of me I would never kill you like she killed her children, so be grateful to me, bastardita,” she told me.

I still didn’t know if I should have been grateful or not, because I still hadn’t seen the light in life.

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Wake Me Up- Avicii

Concrete Angel- Gareth Emery

Animals- Martin Garrix

Now or Never- Tritonal

Still with Me- Tritonal

Dark Horse- Katy Perry

Talk Dirrty- Jason Derulo

All Of Me- John Legend ft. Tiesto

Last Chance- Kaskade & Project 46

Young & Beautiful- Lana Del Rey (Kaskade Remix)

Hurt- Johnny Cash

All shook up- Avila

Say Something- A Great Big World ft. Christina Aguilera

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Leli and Aimee are Texas-Natives who reside in the Rio Grande Valley. They work in the medical field and have evolved into New Adult Romance authors. Both share a passion for HEA. Their love for books helped them decide to purse their dream of writing. When they are not working or writing, Leli spends her day reading and adding new book boyfriends to her list, her kindle/ipad is never far from her. Aimee spends her time with her kids being a taxi to their various extra-curricular activities and her Ipad is never far either.

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Title: Regretfully
Author: Leighton Riley
Release Date: Oct 16, 2014
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How do you heal after everything has been ripped away from you?

Completely devastated and alone, Tristen cannot fathom life after losing Cami and his unborn child. He attempts to find normality in his broken world but everything seems wrong.

Aria is compelled to help Tristen and cannot escape the undeniable connection she feels for him, even though Cami was one of her closest friends. She tries to help him move forward by befriending him but quickly realizes that there is more.

Tristen and Aria are both struggling to deal with these confusing emotions. Can they find happiness even when they feel utterly broken?

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“I don’t- I’ve always been the sister-type, never like this. Do you really want this? I don’t expect anything afterwards, but are you really attracted to me like that?” She murmured, so unsure of herself. Her hands landed on my bare chest and glided over my nipple piercings. The sensitivity was there and I briefly thought about what it would feel like having her luscious lips wrapped around them.

“Listen to me. Listen very carefully because you should already know this. You’re gorgeous, inside and out. We never saw you as our sister, we all respected you though. You were the one everyone wanted but never had a chance with. I could call up any of our surfing friends and they’d agree. Hell, the girls knew it too. When one of the guys started working up the nerve to ask you on a date, the others would warn about what would happen if he hurt you. I guess we all kinda cock blocked you.” I rub my neck, realizing how we were back then. “I’m sorry for that.”

- The birth date on the gravestone is my actual date of birth ;)

- I try to include names from my street team and readers in my books. (Rebecca, Elixix, Tami, Cassia were all from them in Regretfully)

- Tristen got his name from a good friend of mine. She was with me in the beginning of my writing process and her boyfriend’s name was Tristen and I fell in love with the name.

- I saw Cirque Du Soleil’s Zumanity and one of the performers had his nipples pierced. I was sold and knew Tristen would be getting them. :D

- I was able to relate to Tristen in some ways regarding Cami’s death. A boyfriend of mine was taken from this world too soon and I drew from those memories.

- Gloria’s is my favorite Latin restaurant and I had to include it in the book. The one I go to is in Dallas though.

- Aria’s flashback (you’ll know which one I’m talking about, hint- alcohol) was tough for me to write. I spent weeks on it, making sure it was accurate and written in a respectable manner. That’s one scene I don’t go back and reread very much, but it’s often on my mind.

Texas born and raised, I found my love for dirty books rather recently. I work in real estate for my day job and I write contemporary romance with a twist of suspense and erotica. Sinfully, Regretfully, and Deceitfully can be read in order or as standalones. Sinfully and Regretfully take place around the same time frame and can even be read in reverse order (will give more background on Payton and Ryder’s story). Tate’s story, Deceitfully, will finish off the series and will be out in spring of 2015.

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Title: In The Fairytale (In The Moments #3)

Author: Joan Duszynski

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: December 4, 2014

Cover Design: Once Upon A Time Covers

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In Every fairytale there's anger, hurt, and love. For Raleigh Jefferson her fairytale is no different.

Since she was a little girl, watching Snow White meet her prince as she frolicked through the forest, the idea of Happily Ever After was embedded in Raleigh's mind. Her heart skipped a beat over the Beast's love of Belle, and she knew she'd swim the ocean to save her black haired prince from drowning, even without a mermaid tail. Destiny and forever. She wouldn't settle for anything less.

She wasn't looking for a man to frolic in the forest for her. If she were to actually witness such a thing she'd probably smack the man for acting a fool. But she did want her own Cinderella story. She wanted to glide down the aisle in her own glass slippers toward the man she loved, the one who returned that love unconditionally.

She never knew how hard this dream of hers would be until she met Him. Will the truth of the world around her and the pain that can be carried in someone's heart be too much to handle, or can Raleigh find a way to truly live... In The Fairytale?

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Caroline Reyes is starting her second year of college nothing like the first. Following a car accident over the summer with her best friend Raleigh she is now stuck with a bitch for a roommate as Raleigh recovers at home.

One Saturday morning starts off with a bang, literally at Caroline's door and leads to her needing to comfort a very distraught stranger. This brings Caroline into her first run in with Eric. She feels completely lust driven at just the sight of him, even though his words just piss her off. She can't shake the sensations running thru her though even after their brief meeting is over. Then comes Kyle and he is determined to get to know Caroline better and she feels the same way dismissing her earlier run in as just crazy hormones.

Now she is left with decisions having to be made and knowing someone is going to get hurt in the process. That someone could be her alone.

Caroline has always looked into the stars for comfort and reassurance since she was a little girl with her Daddy. Now she is looking up into them praying for the right answers and hoping they can help her along with her Daddy who is amongst them now.

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In the Now

(In The Moments Book #2)

Synopsis:

When the heartache of what Tara Wright believed was her love and life plan with her high school sweetheart follows her into a new year. Tara begins to rely on the three new and beautiful friendships that came compellingly into her life.

Caroline, easily becoming the perfect best friend for Tara. Thru Caroline she receives the encouragingly, witty Raleigh as a new found friend as well. Meeting Adam at a time where she needs to rediscover herself has her scared and confused. Every moment spent with him has her head swirling and her stubborn walls weakening.

Adam is the man that can make her laugh, give her support, and make her heart skip a beat every time he comes into view. He's everything Tara needs to make her way back out of her stubborn shell of fear she's closed herself into.

Finally starting to spend more time together and watching Adam in his realm of adrenaline induced racing at the Motocross has Tara's weakening walls finally crumbling to the ground and singeing in the heat Adam brings to her.

Has it all just been a crazy ride to recognize true love? Can Adam fix Tara's broken heart and make her believe that their love is In The Now?

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Joan Duszynski lives in Virginia with her husband and their three kids. Woods surround her home and she loves the privacy and quiet it brings. She wasn’t always a reader, so that moment when she picked up a book and found herself engrossed in its pages and unable to put it down will never be forgotten. It eventually led her to want to try and write and share stories of her own, in hopes that others will find themselves reading and getting lost inside of them. Thanks can’t be expressed enough for your time and interest. Please feel free to connect with the author either through Email, Twitter, or Facebook.

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ALREADY FAMOUS by Heather Leigh BLOG TOUR PACKET GIVEAWAY

Title: Already Famous (Famous, #4)

Author: Heather Leigh

Release Date: October 26, 2014

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Synopsis

Drew Forrester is a regular guy from Boston, MA with an unusual job. His work keeps him from getting close to anyone, unwilling to give his trust, especially after a terrible betrayal when he left home at nineteen to pursue his dream. He throws himself into his work and his favorite way of releasing his frustrations, Brazilian Ju Jitsu and Mixed Martial Arts. He resorts to short term hook-ups, figuring he'll be alone forever. When a gorgeous redhead literally falls into his life, he decides that it's fate and pursues her relentlessly. But this girl is seriously damaged, and keeps secrets that he doesn't understand and can't get her to reveal. Her lack of trust and seeming paranoia about letting anyone get close to her leads Drew to keep some secrets of his own. This is a companion novel to Relatively Famous, told from Drew's point of view.

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I look out of the back wall of the villa, the glass doors are pushed open allowing the deck and the surrounding trees become part of the house. Sydney is sitting by the pool, cradling her morning coffee like it’s a cup of liquid gold. I’ve noticed that about her, she can’t really function without her morning fix. It’s adorable. Yep, fucking pussy-whipped, just like Damien said. I put my lucky Red Sox hat on and head out across the deck to see her. She hates my hat, I’m not an idiot, but if we’re going out today I have to have it on to keep people from recognizing me and ruining everything. Fuck if I know what she’d do if she found out about my job. I don’t want to go there yet, not until I know how she feels about me. Shit, thinking about feelings and crap. I’m such a fucking girl. I take the seat next to her. “So, snorkeling, hiking, jet skiing, sailing, what would you like to do today, Sydney?” She turns her head lazily in my direction, a dreamy look on her face as she puts her hand up to block the bright morning sun. “Those all sound wonderful. Anything would be great.” Chad said his crew is discreet and that his new sailboat is amazing, I guess it’s time to test it out. “Well, how about we take out a sailboat, and if we want to, we can snorkel, otherwise we’ll just relax onboard and enjoy the day?” And hopefully everyone on the boat keeps their mouths shut and treats me like a normal guy. I see her eyes flick up to my hat and her nose wrinkles a little at the sight of it but she doesn’t say anything. Knowing that she finds it repulsive and is too polite to tell me makes me smile. She starts to get up from her lounge chair. “Sounds great, I’ll just go shower off so we can go.” Fuck, Sydney naked in the shower? Absolutely, but first I have to make sure the crew understands the rules. Sydney walks past me and I grab her arm gently to stop her. “I just have to make a few calls to arrange the boat and I’ll join you in a minute, don’t finish too quickly.” The intonation in my words is clear, and she doesn’t miss it. I watch her eyes widen a fraction before her lids drop and she smiles seductively. “Don’t worry, I’ll let you wash my back.” She turns and disappears into the house, leaving me with a throbbing dick in my shorts. Shit, I need to hurry. Once I hear the water start in the outdoor shower, I pull out my phone and call Philippe. He answers on the first ring. “Mr. Forrester, what can I do for you?” “Philippe, we need the sailboat ready in an hour, is that possible?” “Of course, I’ll call the captain right away.” “Philippe, you need to make sure they understand very clearly, that they do not do or say anything to indicate that they know who I am.” “Certainly Mr. Forrester.” His tone is joking, as if my request couldn’t possibly be serious. Fuck, this guy isn’t getting it. Now I’m getting pissed. This weird, hyperactive, too-tan guy will not fuck up my shit with Sydney. “I mean it, not a word Philippe,” I snap rudely. “They are very discreet, I promise.” He’s being more respectful now that he knows I’m dead serious. “Yeah? They bettah be. I’ll have anyone who fucks up fired. I don’t want Sydney to see anything that insinuates that I’m anything othah than a regulah guy.” I rant at him, knowing I’m being a dick but not giving a shit about his feelings. “Are you serious? She doesn’t know who you are?” “Oh, I’m very serious. She bettah not heah or see a thing? Got it?” I bark at Chad’s caretaker. “Yes sir, one hour correct?” Philippe seems to finally understand me on this matter. “Yes, an hour.” “Yes sir. I’ll be up to get you in 45 minutes.” “Okay.” I hang up and toss the phone on the outdoor table, dragging my hands down my face. This had better not be a bad idea, it seems as if disaster could sprout up from where I least expect it. Done with that, I head into the master suite and quickly strip. Worries about the boat and crew are suddenly gone, replaced with visions of a naked Sydney rubbing soap all over her delectable body. “Everything okay with the boat?” she asks as I step into the shower with her. I freeze under the spray, forgetting how loud I can get when I’m pissed. I’m left to wonder how much of the phone call she overheard. She probably wouldn’t tell me even if she heard everything, she’s so fucking secretive. If she’s going to pretend she didn’t hear everything then I’m going to act like she didn’t hear everything. I slip my arms around her waist and press my hard, willing, cock against her wet body. “Everything’s great babe. Philippe will be here in less than an hour.” She looks at me and the corner of her mouth curls up. I see a wicked glint in her eyes. “Well then, let’s hurry, shall we?” she says as she begins to stroke my aching shaft with her soapy hands. Jesus. I throw my head back as she skillfully rubs my cock, a slow burn beginning to ignite in my groin. When she reaches down and lightly tugs on my balls I just about lose it right there and then. My head snaps up and I grab her wrists, pinning them to the wall behind her. She gasps at my sudden movements and I dive in to taste her parted lips. I can feel her trying to wriggle out of my grasp but I hold on tight, plunging my tongue into her mouth roughly, taking not asking. Deftly, I switch my hold so I have both of her wrists trapped in one of my hands leaving one free to run up her wet slit. “Fuck, you’re always so ready for me babe,” I groan into her mouth, devouring her in another brutal kiss. I reach under and lift her ass with one arm, still holding her wrists with the other. Somehow knowing what I want without needing words, Sydney wraps her legs around my waist so I can plunge deep into her willing heat. Finally, I let go of her hands and she immediately snakes them around my neck and threads them into my hair. When she gives my scalp a sharp yank and her nails claw at my shoulder, it stokes the fire into a passionate explosion of intense need. “Fuck,” I moan as I grip her ass and pound into her over and over as she shrieks in ecstasy. It only takes a few minutes for her to spiral into a searing climax, pulsating around my cock until I come to my senses and quickly pull out, my come jetting between us, coating our bellies before it’s washed away by the shower. Breathless, I pant out an apology to Sydney. I was so caught up I nearly forgot that we weren’t using protection. “What are you sorry for?” she asks as I lower her legs and she regains her footing on the wet, pebbled floor. “I didn’t think it through. There are no condoms in the shower.” I give her a quick kiss before reaching past her to turn off the water. “Oh.” That’s all she says, ‘oh’. What the fuck does that mean? Doesn’t she know I’d rather cut off my own arm than hurt her? I almost come inside her in the fucking shower! Sydney wraps herself up in a towel and heads back inside the house, brushing by me without making eye contact. Knowing her dislike for deep conversations, I figure now isn’t the time to tell her about how my girl can expect to be treated. It’d probably make her run like hell in the opposite direction. But bareback fucking with no birth control and without her permission? Never gonna happen no matter how fucking incredible it feels. I pull on my shorts and T-shirt while she gets ready in the bathroom and sit on the bed to think about her. She likes being bossed around in bed. I found that out last night. Would she be frightened by my protective nature? My sister Allie says I’m a control-freak or, when she’s pissed at me, an overbearing asshole. I can’t help it. If someone threatens one of my family or friends, it’s like a haze of red-hot rage surges through every molecule in my body, shutting down the logical side of my brain. After Matt died, then my girl was pretty much raped at a party when I wasn’t watching, I felt a lot of guilt. I know I couldn’t do anything about Matt, but my girl? That shit was my fault, I should have looked out for her, protected her from it. Years later, my mom had to quit her job because of the psychotic women that kept breaking into her school to meet me. When I found out, I destroyed an entire kitchen’s worth of glassware and spent three days straight in the gym pounding the crap out of anyone who would spar with me. It pisses me off so badly when I can’t protect my loved ones from shit. Especially shit caused by my job. Fucking fame, if people only knew what misery it can bring. “Ready to go?” Sydney’s sweet voice pulls me from my dark thoughts and back to the present. I drop my scowl and force my Andrew Forrester smile onto my face, pulling her close. “I just have to get my hat.” She giggles, and my fake smile becomes real. I’ve forgotten everything I was thinking about and there’s only her.

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I grew up in New England and currently live outside Atlanta, GA with my husband, two kids, a French Bulldog and a pug. I'm a full-time procrastinator and a part-time everything else. I love the Red Sox, chocolate, and traveling. When I'm not writing, I'm dealing drugs legally as a pharmacist.

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“Do any of us know what to look for?” Layla asked.

Dylan shrugged his shoulders. I can’t say for sure, but you know there’s this book that helped me. It’s called, ‘How to Love’, by Gordon Livingston, a psychiatrist out of Columbia, Maryland.

“How did the book help you?” Layla asked.

“I don’t know really, there was something about the way the author said to look for kindness, empathy and optimism in a prospective mate. Look for good character traits. He also talked about what personality types to avoid. It was just something about that book. Like it was a road map or something, a blue print.” Dylan said.

“So, what did he say to avoid.” Layla asked.

“You’d have to read it.” Dylan said, taking a sip of his water. “The main point he made is to gauge how you feel around people. He also said to be honest with yourself. The most important traits were genuine kindness and empathy. Oh, yeah, and he said to stay away from boring people.”

“Boring people? Is that right?” Layla laughed.

“Your fiancé, how did you know you loved him?"

I… I don’t know." Layla said. “I mean I love him. He’s great. We work. It’s time to get married.”

“Just like that.”

“Yeah, at 35, just like that.”

“It’s time.”

“Says who?”

“Says the part of me that wants a baby.”

Dylan smiled. The elevator was silent.

“You can use donor eggs.” Dylan said.

“Donor eggs, what do you know about some donor eggs. Are you a doctor?”

“Funny, you should ask. I am.”

“Really?”

“Yes, one of the med students runs the limo service to make money while he’s in school. Me and my boys fill in for him sometimes. And, well he knows I’m single, and when you called… “.

“Always plotting. Do y’all men ever quit?” Layla said smiling.

“I’m Chief Resident at Hopkins.”

“Is that so?”

“It is.”

“Will you specialize?”

“I will.”

“Here we go with the two-worders again.”

“Psychiatry. That’s my specialty. That’s how I know about Livingston.”

“Well, I guess I better get that book.” Layla said laughing.

The elevator was silent again.

“So, you’re getting married in three days to a great guy. Well, that’s… ah… great.” Dylan said.

“Yeah, I guess it is,” Layla said.

“Really, what is it about him?” Dylan asked, probing.

“I like him. I think he’s good for me. My family likes him. He’s got a great job. Why not? I want kids, soon, like I said. He’d make a great father.”

“So, just like that, huh?” Dylan continued.

“Well, I used to believe the heavens would open up and my heart would skip a beat. Now, though, I’m looking for someone who is kind, who has empathy. Someone I can be kind to as well. Someone who enjoys the same things I do. Someone who knows my faults and loves me anyway. Someone with whom I don’t have to be anyone but me. Someone with whom there’s not a lot of negotiating, just a lot of kind, loving acceptance.

“That is beautiful,” Layla said, staring out into the darkness. "So, how will you find that person?"

“That I don’t know.” Dylan laughed. “Who knows, maybe she will find me.”

"How’s your head?" He asked, changing the subject abruptly.

“Okay, I think. Layla said feeling the makeshift bandage Dylan had placed around her head.

“Here, lay your head on my lap." Dylan said.

Layla followed his orders. His lap was warm, welcoming. Soft, then hard… then harder and harder. Suddenly his enlarged penis nearly hit her in the head. She tried to rest. It kept pulsing, pulsing. Dylan didn't try to stop it. He put his hand on her head. Layla’s right hand instinctively moved to the sight of the pulsing. Before she knew it, she had his penis out of his Calvin Klein’s and was licking it from the base of his balls to the head of his hammer. It was thick like a soda can, and tasted like a milk chocolate Hershey bar. It had the most amazing taste. It was clean, and sweet.

Layla licked around the head, then back at the base where it all began. She took it in her mouth, then placed it slowly between her 38 DDs. She sucked it hard until he began to drip. Lick, drip, lick, lick, drip, drip. She couldn’t get enough. She steadied herself on her knees, pushed her ass up in the air, put her face straight down in the center of it, and got to business. When Dylan came, and he did… hard… complete. She made sure to take it all in her mouth. He fell back as she swallowed it. Layla licked her lips, realizing and wondering why she did not suck Wade’s penis that way. Why didn’t she relax that way with him? In that instant, she began to wonder whether she trusted Wade? Extraordinary sex, requires true surrender, vulnerability, honesty, truth. She remembered reading that somewhere. Did she trust Wade? She wondered again.

Just as Layla was wiping her mouth with her hands, light began to peek through the elevator doors. Bit by bit the light came in, until ...

“What the hell! Layla! Who is… ?” She heard Wade saying. Awe no… She heard Joi saying. “I knew it, and I ain’t mad at you!”

“I told you that crooked politician wasn't no good for you anyway.” Cynthia chimed in.

One of New Jersey’s finest, Officer Moses Elton, quickly inserted himself between the small opening in the elevator. “Step back, everybody. Step back. Calm down.” He said.

Come was still dripping down Layla’s mouth, and Dylan’s ten-inch dick was still at alert.

I feel compelled to do good with my writing - to create and deliver work that moves us forward as a society.

Cheryl Taylor

BIO

Cheryl Taylor is an American writer, poet and Washington, DC-based attorney.

She was born Cheryl Elizabeth Moat in Media, PA to a US Postal workers Geraldine and Donald Moat, a letter carrier and a Korean War Veteran. She began writing at 15 years old. Cheryl attended Nether Providence High School in Wallingford, PA, and Howard University School of Business, before earning her law degree at Howard University School of Law. After law school, Cheryl worked as a Federal attorney for 14 years with various agencies. Cheryl also worked with Mobil Oil Corporation and the University of Maryland at College Park.

While working as an attorney and raising a family, Cheryl continued writing. Her first published work is Do I Stay in this Marriage? Smart Tools for Evaluating Your Relationship Right Now, published January 2012 (Re-named, Don't File Divorce Just Yet - What You Must Know First). An audio program titled, The 2 Day Rehab Program, followed. Her latest work is titled, Healing for Humanity - A Life Changing Devotional. Her work can be found on her website at cheryltaylorbooks.com or on Amazon.com.

Cheryl also published an Adult Fiction book in 2014, Escapades, under her pen name, Sasha Sayles.

Cheryl offers editing, book design and other writing services to authors through Cheryl Taylor Books.com. She also offers a Young Writer's Camp to students during spring break and over the summer months.

In addition to writing, her passions include her family, writing, film, teaching, kayaking, travel and music.

She resides in the Washington, DC area with her two teenage sons, and may be reached at Cheryl@cheryltaylorbooks.com

You Can follow Cheryl on her webpage at www.cheryltaylorbooks.com

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