domingo, 26 de março de 2017

♡ Book Blitz + #Giveaway ♡ Rough (Thrust #2) by Sybil Bartel @SybilBartel @XpressoReads #Live #OneClick




Rough
Thrust #2
by
Sybil Bartel

Release Date: March 20th 2017

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance





✾ Synopsis ✾


Jared

I'm not your boyfriend. I'm not the guy next door. I don't even play nice.

My hands twisting in your hair, my whispered demand in your ear — I'm the fantasy you'll wish you never had.

When I'm through with you, every inch of your body will know where I've been. You won't crave more, you'll beg for it. Because I'm not just the cocky smile with military hardened muscles you paid five grand for — I'm the experience you'll never forget.

One night with me and you'll know exactly why women pay me to be rough.






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✿ Excerpt ✿


I went to the elevator and pushed the call button.

A moment later, she was standing next to me. "You're angry."

The doors slid open, and I let her go first to give myself a second to calm down because she was right. The moment I laid eyes on her, I was pissed as hell that she'd shown up at a stranger's house alone. It didn't matter that I was the stranger. The fact that she looked so damn innocent and pure mattered. She'd taken a dangerous risk coming here. I didn't want to think about the shit she could've gotten herself into if I was anyone else. "I'm not pissed," I lied.

Walking with the grace of proper upbringing, she ignored my lie. "I'm not sure if I've offended you or if this is your natural disposition."

"I don't have a natural disposition." The Marines beat it out of me and Afghanistan stripped the rest. Now I had two moods, controlled and drunk. Neither was a goddamn picture, or what this girl needed in her life. But that didn't mean I wasn't about to test the hell out of her. "Turn around."

"Excuse me?"

I pushed the button for the garage level. "You heard me."

She immediately faced the corner.

My nostrils flared, but my dick throbbed at her submission. I stepped up to her back, even though I should've walked away. Fisting a handful of thick, natural red hair, I exhaled. My breath landed where her shoulder met her neck, and she did exactly what I wanted her to do, she shivered.

I pushed my hips against her ass just enough for her to feel my desire. "I don't play nice. Or gentle." I tightened my fist and spoke against her hair. "And you've got vanilla written all over you, sweetheart."






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✿ The Author ✿


I grew up in Northern California with my head in a book and my feet in the sand. I dreamt of becoming a painter but the heady scent of libraries with their shelves full of books drew me into the world of storytelling. I love the New Adult genre, but any story about a love so desperately wrong and impossibly beautiful makes me swoon.

I now live in Southern Florida and while I don't get to read as much as I like, I still bury my toes in the sand. If I'm not writing or fighting to contain the banana plantation in my backyard, you can find me spending time with my handsomely tattooed husband, my brilliantly practical son and a mischievous miniature boxer...

But Seriously?

Here are ten things you probably really want to know about me.

I grew up a faculty brat. I can swear like a sailor. I love men in uniform. I hate being told what to do. I can do your taxes (but don't ask). The Bird Market in Hong Kong freaks me out. My favorite word is desperate... or dirty, or both — I can't decide. I have a thing for muscle cars. But never reply on me for driving directions, ever. And I have a new book boyfriend every week — don't tell my husband.



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1 comentário:

  1. This book sounds great! I've added it to my TBR on GR. Thanks for the giveaway! 💖

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