Title:
Stripped From You (Prequel to Strip Me Bare)
Author: Marissa
Carmel
Genre:
New Adult
Released Date: June 1st,
2014
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*Author Note- Stripped From You can be read as a
stand-alone novel, but the author suggests reading Strip Me Bare first.
Blurb:
You know how
it ends, now see how it all began…
"It
doesn't matter how many women touch this body, only one woman has ever touched
this soul."
Ryan Pierce
doesn’t come from much, doesn’t ask for much, and doesn’t expect much. And he's
come to accept that, until, Alana Remington. Alana is the girl who struck the
match that lit his world on fire. She's the girl who opened his eyes to more.
Who made him believe that just because you have nothing, doesn't mean you are nothing.
And he loves her fiercely for it. But, just because you come together, doesn’t
mean you stay together. One fateful decision rips Ryan and Alana apart and
neither of them are ever the same again.
For five
years he's regretted that decision, but the deep seeded anger, shame and
resentment has kept him from reaching out. And over those five years, a series
of moments have spun Ryan's world in a direction he never saw coming. A world
ruled by endless nights, infinite women and the name Jack the Stripper. A
world, unbeknownst to him, that may just let two severed hearts collide.
Goodreads
Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18484521-stripped-from-you
Marissa
Carmel has been writing since a young age and although it has always been for
personal enjoyment, she finally decided breakout and share her imagination with
the world. She hopes that her universe is as fun and intriguing to her readers
as it is to her. Marissa Carmel is originally from NJ but moved to
Links:
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Twitter:
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Playlist:
Hold on, We’re Going Home-
Drake
The
Other Side- Jason Derulo
Demons-
Imagine Dragons
Dark
Horse- Katy Perry
Say
Something- A Great Big World
Summertime Sadness- Lana Del Rey
Royals-
Lorde
“Do you trust
me?”
“Of course
not, I just met you.”
“Then how
about giving me the benefit of the doubt?”
She raises an
eyebrow at me, and before I give her a chance to respond I slam the shot then
pull her face to mine. And as my mouth covers hers, heat rapidly spreads
through my body. She’s momentarily stunned. Her body is rigid against me, but
then she relaxes, parts her lips and lets the tart liquid slide into her mouth.
I
can’t believe I just did that.
I
can’t believe she just let me.
After she
swallows, she lets her lips linger, sucking up the taste of the sweet shot,
causing my nervous system to shift into hyper-drive. We break apart slowly, but
I refuse to let go of the nape of her neck. She just stares up at me with these
enthralling eyes I know I’ll never be able to resist.
“Do you always
break the rules?” she asks.
“No, not
usually, but you seem to make me want to do crazy things.”
“Was that
crazy?”
“Let’s do it
again and find out.”
I lick my
lower lip, tasting the sweet remnants of her lip gloss before I drop another
shot. I pause for just a beat before I lean down and press my mouth back to
hers and let the alcohol flow between us. I flick my tongue against her teeth
right before I pull away. I shouldn’t like this so much, but I do. I like the
way she looks, the way she feels, the way she smells. There’s something about
her, something ventilating; like she oxygenates the atmosphere.
I catch the
cool beats to a song I recognize pumping though the air. “Do you want to
dance?” I ask her.
“You can
dance?”
“There’s only
one thing I can do better.” I smirk.
Alana cocks
her eye brow suggestively.
“Draw.” I
fire back. “The only thing I can do better is draw. Dirty girl.” I tease as I
grab her hand and lead her out to the dance floor knowing Mac will look after
our drinks.
Once we find
a comfortable spot, I start to move to the smooth rhythm, leaving a little room
between us so it doesn’t feel like I’m forcing myself on her. Drake sings coolly
about hot love and affection as we move in sync to the beat, our bodies
brushing and grazing as the music plays on, then finally coming together in a
comfortable unison. I wrap one hand around her waist as I roll my hips into
hers, pressing our bodies as close as they can possibly get. Alana runs her
hands up my chest and hooks her arms lightly around my neck keeping tempo with
the music. She moves lithely against me, inducing my heart, thoughts, and pulse
to race. Fuck, I’m drowning in want for this girl. I slide
my hands up under her shirt and caress the smooth, soft skin of her lower back
as she nuzzles her face into my neck, her warm breath skating across my
collarbone, making me instantly hard.
Damn.
She lifts her
head and meets my stare, which I know is filled with lust and unrepentantly
wanton. She bites her lower lip, our bodies still jiving to the slow seductive
music. In a brazen move, I slip my hand up the back of her bare thigh and cup
her ass cheek under the hem of her short shorts. She gasps as I work my fingers
against her, massaging the fleshy part of her bottom. I’m absolutely aching
being this close to her, touching her, stroking her, grinding against her.
“Are you sure
drawing is the only thing you can do better?” she pants in my ear.
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