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Want to add Shopping for a Yankee Swap to your keeper shelf? Enter my giveaway on Goodreads to win 1 of 5 signed print copies. Open to U.S. residents…but don’t despair. I host international giveaways in my Facebook reader group.
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RECOMMENDED READ: Order by Blair Babylon
Dree Clark thought tall, ripped, thoroughly hot Augustine was her knight in shining armor, until she discovered he was her priest.
Where’s the last place in the world murderous drug dealers from Phoenix would look for a girl who owes them money?
Nepal.
Dree is on the run. Her dead ex-boyfriend owes a whole lot of money to some drug dealers, and if they can’t get the cash from Dree, they’ll take it out of her hide. When Catholic Charities offers Dree a mission into the far reaches of Nepal because they need a nurse, Dree jumps at the opportunity and prays she’ll be safe.
Until she meets the Catholic priest who’ll be leading the mission.
It’s Augustine, the sexy guy from Paris.
But he has a new name, Father Maxence Grimaldi.
Well, she’d told him to lie to her.
She just never thought he’d lie about being a priest.
Now, she’s journeying far out into the wilds with the hot priest.
And oh God, they’re riding motorcycles, and he’s wearing black leather with a priest’s collar.
And there aren’t enough darned tents to go around.
She’s not going to be able to keep her hands off him.
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NSFW Excerpt from Claire Kingsley’s Protecting You
I brushed her hair back from her face. “Grace, I kind of need to tell you something.”
“I do, too. But you first.”
“I haven’t…” I hesitated, not sure how to say this. I’d never told anyone. “I’ve never actually done this. At least, not all of it.”
Her lips parted. “You haven’t?”
“No. I’ve done… other stuff. And I tried a couple of times, but I stopped it before it got that far. Don’t get me wrong, I can. Everything works.” I ground my erection into her a little, just to prove my point. “It just never felt right.”
She touched the side of my face. “Oh, Asher.”
“Maybe I’m old-fashioned, but I’ve never been able to separate sex and love. And you’re the only woman I’ve ever loved.”
Her eyes held mine and her smile lit up her face. “I haven’t either.”
“No. I’ve never wanted to with anyone else.”
“Oh my god, I love you so much.” I kissed her again, instinctively rolling my hips.
Her soft moan into my mouth set me on fire.
But just because I hadn’t had sex before didn’t mean I was going to be a bumbling idiot about it. I took my time undressing her, caressing and kissing her skin. Touching her. Exploring. And letting her explore me.
I rolled onto my back and took my pants off. Our shirts were long gone, and she was down to nothing but a lacy pink bra and matching panties. She propped herself up alongside me and skimmed her hand over my chest, down my abs, toward my hard length. My muscles tensed in anticipation.
She met my gaze and raised her eyebrows. I grinned at her. Yes, Grace, you can definitely touch my cock.
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