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Just for you, I’ve written a special, sexy bonus scene, following Emerson’s POV during a rather, uh, heated reunion with Juliet. There are only small, general spoilers, so it’s safe even if you haven’t read UNBROKEN yet.
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** WARNING: 17+ explicit content! **
her head together, but it’s been less than forty-eight hours since she took off
for the city to get away from me, and already I’m this close to getting in my
truck and burning rubber on the highway after her. I can’t focus on work at the
bar, or the customers, all I can think about is how crazy beautiful she looked
beneath me on the couch that night: her eyes closed in abandon, those perfect
lips moaning under my touch.
customer so hard the bottle almost shatters. I told myself I wouldn’t get
caught up in her again, but now the only thing I want in the whole world is to
throw her gorgeous body against the nearest wall and claim her again: make her
forget her preppy boyfriend, and all the reasons I’ve given her never to trust
me again, until the past doesn’t matter and she’s moaning and writhing and crying
out my name.
interrupts my X-rated fantasy. I look up to find him frowning at me in concern.
“Maybe try a smile, you’re driving all our customers away.”
head, hands up in surrender. “Whatever the fuck’s going on with you, you need
to sort it out fast, before you put this place out of business.”
crates to take out back. I rip them to shreds in the alleyway,tearing the stiff
boards apart with my bare hands like that could release any of the pent-up
frustration boiling in my body.
the touch of Juliet’s lips – hell, ever since I laid eyes on her again, saw the
curve of her body and the cloudy mystery of those eyes – my body has been wound
tight with frustration. I could rip the whole town to pieces, but it’s not
going to let up until I’ve got her hands pinned above her head and her long
legs wrapped around me and I’m buried, deep inside her.
that you know she’s even coming back.
sends a fresh surge of self-loathing through me. I head back inside, and grab a
couple of plates of food from the kitchen to go deliver out front, but it can’t
distract me from the truth. Of course she’s not coming back, what reason has
she got to stay? That bullshit about needing time was probably just to get away
from me, she took off so fast she probably left skid-marks on the highway out
of town. Hell, I can’t even blame her. After everything that happened four
years ago, I haven’t given her a single reason to forgive me.
opening, but I force myself not to turn. I’ve been jerking around like a dog on
a leash every-time somebody new walks in, and I can’t take the stab of
disappointment every time I see it’s not her.
like somebody’s watching me. I turn slowly, hating myself even as my hopes
begin to rise.
of the room, just staring at me.
Her dirty blonde hair falls around that heartbreak face, wide eyes watching me.
me. Her expression is uncertain, like she’s scared, and doubt comes crashing
through me. What if she came back just to tell me we’re done for good? That the
past is dead and buried, and nothing can bring it back?
just looking, then she slowly bites her bottom lip, the full flesh dipping
under the indent of her teeth.
arm, ignoring her noise of protest as I drag her behind the bar and down the
back hallway. I know it’s rough, but every second that passes is pushing the
limits of my self-control —I would rip her clothes off right there in the
middle of the room and fuck her brains out with everyone watching, I want her
slam the door behind us, backing her up against the wall.
pressed into mine is more than I can bear. She’s soft against me, and when I
breathe her in, it’s like summertime and peaches. Desire floods my mind, I can
barely form a coherent thought, but I have to be sure. I have to know this is
what she wants.
coming out hoarse with lust. If she denies me now… Fuck, it’ll kill me, but I’m
so close to the edge, I know in another moment there’ll be no going back.
flares in them. Desire. Surrender.
almost makes me come right there.
hers as I devour her, tasting her sweetness, burying myself in her lips and
mouth and miracle of a tongue. I kiss her to remember the good days, and forget
the bad, to wipe the slate clean of every cruel thing I ever said, and all the
regret that’s haunted every night since she’s been gone.
down her neck, loving the tremor that shoots through her body. Fuck, she feels
so good. I’m rock hard now, gasping for control. Jules claws at my shirt,
ripping it over my head, and then her hands are on my bare flesh, roving across
my back, every touch pushing me closer to the edge. I bury my face in her chest,
and Jules arches up against me. I lick across her breasts, teasing her nipples
the way I know she loves until she’s whimpering under my tongue and I can’t
is like a siren. I nearly lose control. I need to take her, to invade her, to
fill her up until there’s nothing left but me.
heavy-lidded, lips parted with lust. She’s so beautiful, it breaks my fucking
heart. I drop a gentle kiss on her lips, savoring her sweetness.
shoving her against the wall. Jules gasps, trapped and struggling, but I hold
her tight in place. I yank a handful of silky hair aside with a growl,
devouring her neck as my other hand blazes down her body and under the
waistband of her skirt. I push her panties aside, slipping my fingers down over
her tangle of hair until they find the hot, slick center of her.
curling one finger up inside. Fuck. I
groan. She’s tight, clenched around me, and it takes everything I have not to
throw her down and bury my cock in that tight wetness. Jules thrusts against my
hand, eager, but I pull away: circling gently over her clit as I drum my finger
beg. I want her so undone, she’ll never leave me again.
ready for me, but I clench my jaw and hold back.It’s like a dark haze of lust
is masking everything. The world outside is gone, there’s nothing but the taste
of her neck against my tongue and the warmth her body, sagging in my arms, and
the fierce rhythm of my fingers as I press harder, her cries getting faster as
I circle and stroke until I press down just right and she shatters, falling
into me with a cry.
came, not her. I can feel the orgasm roll through her, every shudder and tremor
making me think what it would be like to feel all that, from the inside,
clenching tight around me.
around, kissing her with the hunger I can’t control, not anymore. We crash up
against the shelving, things falling to the ground around us. All I can think
about is getting inside her, plunging deep over and over again. I fumble with
my belt, but she pushes my hands aside, yanking my jeans down and taking me,
hard in her hand. Jesus Christ. Her fingers close around meand I have to shut
my eyes to deal with the sensation, agonizing pleasure with every firm
a smile playing on the edge of that beautiful mouth. I reach for her,
straining, but she ducks back.
barely have time to realize what’s about to happen before Juliet’s eyes meet
mine, and then she takes me in her mouth, and I lose my fucking mind.