#MidWeekTease ~ “Welcome to the jungle indeed.” #MWTease #99Cents

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Happy Wednesday Friends! I hope everyone is doing great!

Special thanks to Angelica Dawson for rallying authors together to share teases every week.

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This week’s tease comes from GUARDING MIDNIGHT. Which is on Sale currently for $0.99 cents !! Grab a copy while you can at a great price.

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Gavin is trying to watch over the woman he’s supposed to be protecting. However, he is … distracted by her …

(c)KaceyHammell, 2017

Strains of a familiar song spread over the room.

Gavin leaned back against the wall to the right of the stage. The main event was about to happen. Cat growls and birds’ high-pitched chirps filled the air. The lights dimmed.

He smiled inside, pleased with a little G‘n’R to enjoy while he worked. His gaze roamed around the room again before focusing on the stage. Midnight definitely knew what music to choose.

She was a sight to behold, and sexy as hell in her tight cheetah-print leotard. Snug in all the right places with high, red stilettos that graced her feet and made her legs look GMtoppickincredibly long. Her black hair hung to her waist in waves, brushing her backside as she turned and danced in time to the music.

How her tits stayed inside the leotard he had no idea, but he’d love to find out.

Damn, that body was hotter than a blowtorch bending metal.

She moved with ease and grace, but she commanded attention and confidence oozed from every move she made. Every toss of her hair, every gyration and time her ass shifted, Gavin wanted to rush the stage and carry her away.

He admired her spunk and sass. It was a bit of a contradiction to what he’d seen in the gym earlier, but he loved the contrast. Small bits of shyness during the day, an exotic hell-raiser and tease at night.

He wouldn’t mind having a show all to himself.

His dick shifted behind the zipper of his jeans.

Aren’t you supposed to be working?

Gavin ignored the voice in his head, gaze locked on stage.

He watched, salivating, as she grabbed a zipper on the front he hadn’t noticed before.

She wasn’t…

He stood up straight, fists clenched as the silver slid down, opening the leotard. She turned her back to the room, ass shaking to the beat, and pulled her arms out.

Arms crossed over her chest, she swiveled back, her legs spreading out at the sides.

Good God almighty. He was going to hell. She was his one-way ticket there.

Maneuvering into the perfect splits showed her flexibility. His heart raced. His cock fought against its confinement.

Gavin started toward the center of the stage. The catcalls and whistles echoed through his head. She knew exactly what she was doing to the crowd.

Welcome to the jungle indeed.

 

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Evernight Publishing
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#MidWeekTease ~ “She’d knocked him on his ass.” #MWTease

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Happy Wednesday Friends! I hope everyone is doing great!

Special thanks to Angelica Dawson for rallying authors together to share teases every week.

~~~~~~~

This week’s tease comes from GUARDING MIDNIGHT. Gavin is trying to watch over the woman he’s supposed to be protecting. However, he is … distracted by her …

(c)KaceyHammell, 2016
Strains of a familiar song spread over the room.

Gavin leaned back against the wall to the right of the stage. The main event was about to happen. Cat growls and birds’ high-pitched chirps filled the air. The lights dimmed.

He smiled inside, pleased with a little G‘n’R to enjoy while he worked. His gaze roamed around the room again before focusing on the stage. Midnight definitely knew what music to choose.

She was a sight to behold, and sexy as hell in her tight cheetah-print leotard. Snug in all the right places with high, red stilettos that graced her feet and made her legs look incredibly long. Her black hair hung to her waist in waves, brushing her backside as she turned and danced in time to the music.GMtoppick

How her tits stayed inside the leotard he had no idea, but he’d love to find out.

Damn, that body was hotter than a blowtorch bending metal.

She moved with ease and grace, but she commanded attention and confidence oozed from every move she made. Every toss of her hair, every gyration and time her ass shifted, Gavin wanted to rush the stage and carry her away.

He admired her spunk and sass. It was a bit of a contradiction to what he’d seen in the gym earlier, but he loved the contrast. Small bits of shyness during the day, an exotic hell-raiser and tease at night.

He wouldn’t mind having a show all to himself.

His dick shifted behind the zipper of his jeans.

Aren’t you supposed to be working?

Gavin ignored the voice in his head, gaze locked on stage.

He watched, salivating, as she grabbed a zipper on the front he hadn’t noticed before.

She wasn’t…

He stood up straight, fists clenched as the silver slid down, opening the leotard. She turned her back to the room, ass shaking to the beat, and pulled her arms out.

Arms crossed over her chest, she swiveled back, her legs spreading out at the sides.

Good God almighty. He was going to hell. She was his one-way ticket there.

Maneuvering into the perfect splits showed her flexibility. His heart raced. His cock fought against its confinement.

Gavin started toward the center of the stage. The catcalls and whistles echoed through his head. She knew exactly what she was doing to the crowd.

Welcome to the jungle indeed.

A jungle cat was on the prowl.

Hair over her one shoulder, arms straight out in front of her, she slithered along the floor, a sinful grin on her lips as she mouthed the words. Her voluptuous set of tits were barely contained behind the cheetah bra she wore.

Hunger. Power. Come and get me. It was all clear in her eyes.

A young buck started toward the side of the stage. Gavin dropped a hand on his shoulder, stopping him. After a small shake of his head and firm hold, the kid settled back in his seat.

Gavin quickly scanned the crowd in the front, then looked up again.

Midnight sat, legs spread, hands delving into her hair as the bass pounded. She beamed at the crowd then eased onto her back.

Damnation. How fuckable she looked lying there. Feet flat on the floor, her hips pumping in time to the music.

Gavin’s heart stopped as her head swung his way and she focused on him. Her smoky eyes still held the power and hunger he saw before, but the more she moved, the more she seemed to lose herself in the music.

Desire and heat drilled to his gut, and every nerve tightened. Overwhelming need to jump up there, slide between those spectacular thighs, and give her what they both wanted nearly shook him off his feet.

The last beats of the song filled his ears. She turned her head, breaking their connection. He was amazed as she pushed off with her feet, planted her hands, and did a backflip to her feet.

A sex-kitten and a fucking gymnast, too.

As the song ended, she cupped her tits, offering them to the room, then stalked off the stage.

His jaw clenched. Jealousy speared through him. Red spots clouded his vision. He leaned against the stage, his leg throbbing and his dick aching.

Son-of-a-bitch.

Potent and so damn sinful, she’d knocked him on his ass.

 

Where to find GUARDING MIDNIGHT…

Evernight Publishing
Amazon – US / Canada / UK
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aRe
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#PreOrder ~ What Lola Wants by JoAnne Kenrick #WhatLolaWants #LondonDolls #Romance @joannekenrick

LOLA promo 1Contemporary Romance / Women’s Fiction / Suspense

Releases August 27th, 2015

Price ~ $1.11

Louisa “Lola” Lone flees The Royal Ballet and ends her days as arm-candy to a cheating choreographer. Back in London, she plans to recreate herself and find the happiness success never brought her. But she hasn’t seen her best friend’s brother, the blond surfer Lola-Wants_JoAnne-Kenrick (3)who still holds her heart, in years, and worries he may resent her for leaving him for fame and fortune.

Dennis Bay sucks at relationships. Why? Because he can’t get over Lola. A decade after leaving without a glance back, she’s returned and needs support. He wants to pretend she’s just his baby sister’s friend, leave the city, and surf out his emotions on the biggest waves he can find, ultimately forgetting about her. But he can’t deny the frenzy of love and lust the sexy dancer has him in.

Spinning into the dazzling world of burlesque, Louisa hopes to rediscover her confidence and a path back to Dennis. But a stalker lurks in the shadows of her new life and threatens a second chance with her high school crush. Can history and desire overcome all that stands in the way of Dennis and Louisa’s happily ever after?

 

Excerpt:

She pressed the cutesy doorbell she helped pick out when she and Jane had first moved in, then waited.

It had only been four or so months since she’d last chit-chatted on the phone with Jane, but ten years had passed since they’d last rehearsed together. Last she’d heard, Jane was some big West End star now. Knowing this eased her guilt of being accepted to The Royal Ballet when Jane had been rejected.

Louisa’s suitcase bulged with all the clothes she’d managed to squeeze into the battered old thing. The sight brought home her new reality. No performing for the unforeseeable future. She slumped. Voluntary sabbatical. Ha! Her ex had pushed her so far into a corner that she didn’t have a choice.

She pressed the button again.

Still no answer.

“Jane?” She knocked on the hardwood.

The door creaked open a sliver.

“Hello?” Louisa peeked around the opening, her voice a notch higher than a whisper. “Anyone home?”

She inched into her old place and peered around.

Not a stick of furniture remained in a room distinguished by peeling pink wallpaper and faded carpet. No welcoming aromas of coffee and sweet vanilla butter cream from her friend’s cake and caffeine addiction. Just the bitter lemon and pine scent of cleaning products lingered.

Nothing resembled the bright flat she’d once shared with Jane.

The door to the kitchen where she’d burned countless meals and brewed much coffee creaked open a little, and the sounds of a man engaged in a heated discussion echoed. He blasted complaints about spoiled fruitcake and returned invites.

Seemed her friend no longer lived here, but someone getting hitched did. The voice, gruff like Jane’s surfer brother, Dennis, made her pause. She dismissed the idea when the man said, “Poppycock.” Dennis wouldn’t be caught dead saying such a thing. Cock, yes. But with a poppy? Definitely not.

She pivoted into the hall and closed the door behind her.

Now what?

Time to head to a hotel, that’s what, and phone Jane to let her know she was back in town and needed hugs.

“You rang, and rang…and rang?” The door flung open. She staggered back and turned. Dennis Bay loomed over her. Blond, unruly hair, perfect tan, and bright blues. He was still the vision of a sun-kissed surfer straight from Devonshire’s wild waves, except he wore “adult” clothes now, instead of the long shorts and tee she remembered him in.

Smoking hot.

Her breath caught for the longest second before she was able to ask, “What happened to you?”

“Lola?” He curled his tongue as he over-pronounced the Ls in her name. “It can’t be.”

No one ever called her Lola, no one except him. And no one matched the sensual way he rolled his Ls that cut right through to her insides and made her heart flutter.

Oh, my.

Dennis Bay. Jane’s older brother and Louisa’s long-time crush. One she thought she was over. Apparently, not so much.

 

Pre Order Link:
Amazon Worldwide http://authl.it/B013VDM5HS

Book Landing Page: http://www.joannekenrick.com/p/what-lola-wants-london-dolls-book-one.html

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Author info:
JoAnne Kenrick is a multi-published author who writes both contemporaries and paranormals. She was born and raised in a wee seaside town in North Wales, and has traveled far and wide. In true Brit form, she is a teaholic.

JoAnne now lives in North Carolina with her very own British hero, where she creates ever afters with a backdrop of those wonderful places she’s visited. Come across the pond and faraway…with JoAnne Kenrick.

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