DIRTY DEMO @AuthorEvaMoore #Downanddirty @RomanceRebels69
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Down and Dirty
Coming May 22!!
Published by: Romance Rebels Publishing
Cover Artist: Sinfully Sweet Designs
BLURB:
Get in, get down…and get filthy with these sexy, hardworking, blue-collar heroes who don’t mind when things get a little dirty at work or at play. This collection of 22 brand new stories from USA Today and International Best-Selling authors is full of scorching hot romance tales that will be sure to leave you breathless for more. These men work hard and play even harder. From cops to mechanics, miners to brewmasters, they aren’t afraid to go all in. At the end of the day, when they find the woman who completes them, they learn love and life can be as messy as their day jobs…and they wouldn’t have it any other way. Featuring stories from: Lori King, Maia Dylan, Sarah Marsh, Elena Kincaid, Cecile Tellier, London Saint James, Bella Settarra, Rose Nickol, RL Merrill, Ashley Malkin, Lucy Felthouse, Scarlett J Rose, Sydney Lea, CR Moss, Samantha A. Cole, Danielle James, Ava Campbell, Eva Moore, Kimberlie L. Faye, Sabrina Sol, Nikki Prince, and Mia Hopkins
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Dirty Demo
By Eva Moore
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When Winston Hartwell’s construction crew ends up on a reality TV show, there’s no way he’s going to sing for his supper, no matter how nicely the curvy camera lady asks. He’s terrified of the limelight, and he doesn’t trust these Hollywood types as far as he can throw them.
Trina McCallister is one last reality show away from her dream job of filming movies. She’ll do whatever it takes to get the footage she needs and get the hell out. But she isn’t prepared for the sexy giant with a voice of gold to demolish her carefully constructed defenses.
When Winston Hartwell’s construction crew ends up on a reality TV show, there’s no way he’s going to sing for his supper, no matter how nicely the curvy camera lady asks. He’s terrified of the limelight, and he doesn’t trust these Hollywood types as far as he can throw them.
Trina McCallister is one last reality show away from her dream job of filming movies. She’ll do whatever it takes to get the footage she needs and get the hell out. But she isn’t prepared for the sexy giant with a voice of gold to demolish her carefully constructed defenses.
When lies and fear shake their newly laid foundation, only an act of bravery and trust will save them from ruin.
EXCERPT:
He reached for her, and she undid her buckle and straddled his lap in a heartbeat, just as eager as he was.
She gripped his face between her hands and stared him down.
“You’re not a creep or a weirdo. You are so fucking special, and I’m not running anywhere.”
Then she kissed him, lips aggressively seeking his own. The memory of her lips that he’d been tending in his mind since yesterday was blown away by the reality. He hadn’t pictured taking her in his truck, but never let it be said he wasn’t flexible. She met him kiss for kiss, thrust for thrust, grinding her sweet core against his rock hard cock, making him curse the denim holding him prisoner.
Her ass was wedged against his steering wheel, and he took full advantage of her relative and willing captivity. He reached his hands under her shirt, needing to see, to touch, to taste her gorgeous breasts that had driven him crazy all morning, happily peeking out of her shirt.
When he discovered the lacy concoction that held them in place, he was surprised by the feminine detail given her usual tomboy exterior but so damn grateful for yet another erotic image to tuck away in his memory.
Lowering his head, he dusted kisses across her collarbone while his fingers tried to free her from the pink lace. One pert nipple escaped only to be captured by his lips seconds later. Her groans and the grip she had on his hair as she wrapped her arms around his head, holding him to his task, was all the encouragement he needed.
He was beyond thought, a mass of burning need. This woman wasn’t afraid of his strength or his size. She was taking what he was giving and pushing him for more. He wanted to give it to her. The thought of giving it to her over and over until she cried out in pleasure almost set him off. He boosted her up, trying to get her skirt out of his way, and got distracted from his plan by her gorgeous bra-framed tits thrust up against his chin. When she leaned back to give him better access, he was derailed by a far less pleasant sensation. The sound of his horn blaring made them both jump. Startled back to reality, Trina clambered back to her side of the truck.
“This isn’t working,” she said, tugging her bra up and her shirt down. He hissed as she slid her skirt back down to her knees. His cock was not a happy camper. It took every ounce of restraint not to follow her to the other side of his cab. He closed his eyes and gripped the steering wheel reflexively as if that could keep him in check.
“Hey.” Her voice called to him, soft and a little shy, and he opened his eyes. She had her purse and her phone in one hand tugging on the door handle and was pulling a moving blanket over the back of the seat with the other. “Are you coming?”
“Dear God, I hope so.” He opened his glove box, snagged an emergency condom, and followed wherever she wanted to lead.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Winner of Cherry Adair’s Finish The Damn Book Contest, Eva Moore writes sexy contemporary romance, after leaving a career in the classroom to raise her daughters. Eva now lives in Silicon Valley, after moving around the world and back, with her college sweetheart, her three gorgeous girls, and two Shih Tzus who think they are cats. She can be found most nights hiding in her closet/office, scribbling away, and loves to hear from the outside world.
