It’s just a belated goodbye, right? No harm, no foul.
A FOOL FOR YOU
Foolproof Love #3
Katee Robert
Releasing Oct 3rd, 2016
Entangled: Brazen
It’s been
thirteen years since Hope Moore left Devil’s Falls, land of sexy cowboys and
bad memories. Back for the weekend, she has no intention of seeing the man she
never got over…or the two of them getting down and dirty. It’s just a belated
goodbye, right? No harm, no foul.
Until six weeks later, when her pregnancy test comes back positive…
Daniel Rodriguez hasn’t forgiven himself for how things went down with Hope all
those years ago. He knows she’s better off without him, but when she shows up
on his doorstep, panicking because she’s pregnant with his baby, he can’t help
seeing it as a chance to make up for the past.
Too bad Hope has no intention of going along with his plans.
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Hope shook her head. “You’re as much an idiot now as you
were then.”
And then she kissed him.
It caught him a little off guard—he hadn’t expected her
to be the one to make the first move, especially after the way the scene in the
bathroom had gone down—but Daniel wasted no time taking control. He kissed down
her neck, sliding his hands beneath her shirt and skating them up to her body
to cup her breasts. They filled his palms, familiar and yet not, all at the
same time. He cursed. “Gorgeous Darling, the things you do to me.” He nipped
her collarbone. “I’m going to taste you, so if you’re going to change your
mind, now’s the time to do it.”
Her only response was to shove her yoga pants down to her
knees.
He lifted her onto the counter and disentangled her right
leg from the pants so he could spread her fully. He stroked her thighs, pausing
when his fingers met the scar. It brought up so many conflicting feelings in
him. It was his fault that she had the damn thing, but that didn’t mean
he thought of her as less, the way she seemed to think. She was as beautiful
now as she’d been at eighteen, and more confident despite her injury. Or maybe
because of it. He had no idea.
All he knew was that at some point he was going to have
to get up close and personal with her healed injury, and he was going to have
to tread very, very carefully to avoid burning what was left of the bridge
between him and Hope.
“If you apologize, I might actually kick you.”
That snapped
him out of it. As much as he wanted Hope, he had an ulterior motive for pushing
her now. All getting distracted by her leg was going to do was fuck up his
chance of convincing her to stay, in his house and in his bed. He jerked her to
the edge of the counter, spreading her thighs wider. “Don’t scream. You’ll
upset Ollie.”
And then he did what he’d been fantasizing about ever
since he walked out of her life. Daniel dipped his head and gave her center one
long lick. She tasted better than he remembered, her body already shaking for
him, so he used his thumbs to part her folds and licked her again,
reacquainting himself with every inch of her.
“Oh.”
He looked up her body to find her head thrown back and
her chest rising and falling with each harsh breath. “Take off your shirt.”
Hope wasted no time obeying, dragging the material over
her head and tossing it away. And then there was nothing hiding her body from
his gaze. He licked her again, savoring the way she shook. A tattoo curling
around the bottom of her ribs caught his eye, but he was too distracted to read
it.
He was tired of teasing her. He wanted to feel her orgasm
again, to know she was coming apart at the seams because of him. Daniel sucked
her clit into his mouth, stroking the sensitive little nub with the flat of his
tongue the way she’d always loved. Sure enough, before he had a chance to truly
savor her, Hope cried out his name and shuddered, her thighs squeezing his head
as she came. He gentled his touches, licks turning to kisses, turning to the
slightest brushing of his lips against her. Only when she stopped shaking did
he raise his head. “Stay, at least until we figure out what we’re doing.”
New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee
Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. She found romance
novels at age twelve and they changed her life. When not writing sexy
contemporary and romantic suspense, she spends her time playing imaginary games
with her children, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and
planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.
Thank you for hosting today! ~gaele for Tasty Book Tours
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