My Sexy Saturday

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Here’s 7 sexy paragraphs from Evermore, the latest novel in the Descendants of Ra series. Meet Avery Nicolis and Emeline Gamble.

“Don’t.” Now it was her turn to shove him away. He hauled her back. She had no right to be angry. She’d lied, manipulated him, came into the bedroom, and used him. He should be angry, not her. She gave up that right when she took the job to stalk him.

Her lips had parted on a surprised inhale. Soft, sultry lips. Heat danced in her eyes, fired his blood. With one mind, his heart and body yearned for what couldn’t be. Avery ignored both. He wanted a fight, not the simmering passion he suffered in her presence. Roman had often said, “You can’t always get what you want,” or was that the Rolling Stones? Right now, he wanted to punish her, and himself.

He fisted her hair and crushed her mouth to his. He’d wanted her to hit him, punch him, use her nails to claw his skin. Anything to stop the need festering in his soul.

Emeline’s lips parted on a sexy growl and she licked his lips. A lightning strike would’ve been gentler. Enthralled, he opened and sought more. He may as well have allowed a knife into his heart. The flavor of her swept through his blood, rebranding everything he loved about Emeline into his cells. As if he could’ve taken a scalpel and carved her brand from his heart. Yeah, good luck with that.

Yet, that’s exactly what he had to do, and in the process—he’d bleed out. There’d be nothing left of him. So be it, but for now,  in this moment, he drank her in like an alcoholic at an open bar. He couldn’t get his fill. No matter how much he gulped, he would forever thirst for Emeline.

She grabbed his head, slanted her lips across his mouth. He gave himself over to the feel of her tongue deep in his mouth, and her curves grinding into him, her breasts against his chest. Her hands on his flesh. The right key in the right lock. She fit him as no one else ever had before.

Emeline nipped his lips and soothed the spot with a lick. She pushed at his razor thin control, uncaring about what she did to him. He cupped her ass and stroked his erection into her cleft, the haven where he longed to be. She yanked away, panting. Her tongue circled her lips, tasting him on her skin, and then pulled her swollen bottom lip into her mouth. Her eyes drifted closed and she seemed to savor the taste of him on her flesh. “Let’s get this done—so you can hand me over to McIntosh.” She smirked and sauntered away.

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There is no such thing as a chance meeting.

There’s no room in Avery Nicolis life for an obsession, yet why else does he stalk Emeline Gamble. Lurking in the shadows, he hungers for a woman he can’t have. Between the secrets he guards and anarchy roiling in his soul, his only solace are his glimpses of Emeline. He will resist her, protect her from himself, and deny his desire to claim her heart.

Emeline Gamble was a Watcher for the Order—a secret society of women charged with monitoring the offspring of the gods. For months, she observed Avery Nicolis, an elite mercenary, Descendant of Ra, and enemy of the Order. Never knowing he had her in his crosshairs.

Trapped in a lie, Emeline is forced to accept Avery as her bodyguard. Compelled to spend time with him, she learns to care for his tortured soul and see the hero lurking beneath the assassin’s façade.

But every word out of her mouth is a lie. Every action a betrayal. Because to save her family she is forced to accept a new assignment, deliver Avery Nicolis to the Goddess of Chaos, alive…

And do not fall in love with him.

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