Reviews for MAKE ME SWEAT

There is nothing like reading an erotic romance novel and feeling everything the characters are going through and holding your breath as you read it…5 stars and a Reviewer TOP PICK from The Romance Reviews

Mouth watering intimate scenes will have you flushing and flashing as you read each page that is full of wild and uninhibited sex…5 Ravens and a Recommended Read from Trixie @ BlackRaven’s Reviews

Guilty Pleasure Alert! Down and dirty turns into happily Ever after…A Night Owl Reviews TOP PICK!

 

EXCERPT #2

 

As part of his cover, he had a finger in nearly all the illegal happenings in town, and he’d had his share of women.

He regretted only one.

She told Jayce she didn’t wait for anyone. His friend was in stitches seeing how those words stunned Dak. He thought she’d stay. He hoped she would. He wanted her to. A revelation that stunned the shit out of him. He didn’t have women spend the night, and it had nothing to do with his cover. He hadn’t slept beside a woman since he was in his twenties, young, fresh, and full of bright ideas. Like getting married. That notion went away pretty quickly, aided by a cheating fiancée.

Would he ever see her again? Or was it like the way he usually did it, no coming back for seconds? He still felt her touch, still heard the sounds she made when he ate her out. He closed his eyes, calling up the picture of her spread wide on his desk. Pink, wet, and inviting.

The beep of the intercom roused him from his fantasies. Leaning over the side of the bed with a grunt, he pressed the red button on the phone. “Yeah.”

Jayce cleared his throat. “Uh, you have a visitor at the gate.”

Dak frowned. A visitor at—he glanced at his watch—three-thirty am? “Who is it?” Someone spoke in the background, but Dak couldn’t make out the words.

A scuffle sounded then a familiar drawl came over the intercom. “Dakota darling, what say we take this inside?”

Dak’s heart hammered in his chest. He gripped the sheets. “Ever?”

Her husky chuckle hardened his cock instantly. “Tell the sexy Jayce to let me in.”

“Let her in, Jayce.”

“You heard the man, sexy Jayce. Let me in.”

She’d changed out of the dress into a black tank top with glittering red lips on the front, black motorcycle jacket and dark, skin tight jeans. Black leather boots came up to just over her knees.

Dak stood a few feet from her in the foyer and drank her in. Ever watched him with a tiny smile hovering on her lips. “You think Jayce is sexy?”

She grinned. “He is a delicious morsel, but he’s not who I desire.”

He laughed and walked to her. “You’re who I desire.”

“Good to know.”

He grazed his knuckles down her cheek. Her eyelids fluttered. “Why didn’t you stay?”

Green eyes opened, centered on him. “I—I had business to take care of.”

Dak asked the question he knew he should’ve asked way earlier. “Are you taken, Ever?”

A shadow crossed her eyes and she shook her head. “I’m not seeing anyone, but I—this has to be the last time we, uh, do this.”

Biting his tongue to stifle the need to ask why, Dak forced a grinned. “Then I guess we should really make this time count, hmm?”

Ever grabbed hold of the front of his shirt and pulled. Buttons scattered and she smiled. “Show me your bed.”

 

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