Lunchtime Chronicles, Issue 16
Genre: Erotic Romance
Drake Santoro I did everything right, but Deja Cummings walked out of my life as if I never mattered. She’s icy, sexy as hell, and mine. She walked away once, it won’t happen again.
Deja Cummings I had nothing back then, but I thought I had him. I was the girl who was invisible in a room full of people, but he saw me. Drake Santoro was wealthy, powerful, and mine. I trusted him, but I shouldn’t have. Now, I’m all about business, even if my body yearns for Drake’s touch, a latte.
My heart races. His big body is as relaxed as I am in his arms. The custom seat is a perfect fit. Against him, the heat of sculpted abs warms my thigh and spreads. It’s then that I feel a substantial erection, swelling like one of those giant paint rollers in a five-gallon bucket beneath my ass cheeks. Color me fucked because my pussy is ready to tame that bucking bronco.
I lick my lips. “Yeah,” I say, my gaze dropping to his mouth. I stop there. Closing my eyes, inhaling his scent. My mouth waters. Shit, how am I supposed to resist when every cell in my body is clamoring to smother him like a weighted blanket? Serious business, my stomach plummets, a freefall sensation that I have no interest in stopping. I’m hungry for him. This man is my favorite flavor of addiction, dipped in sexy, and then deep-fried in mutha-shut your mouth.
Siera London is a USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance, romantic suspense, and crime fiction. She crafts stories of diverse characters navigating the challenges and triumphs to find a satisfying ever after. Intelligence, wit, emotion, and drama are between the covers of every Siera London novel.
Siera lives in Virginia with her husband, and a color patch tabby named Frie.
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