Title: Hot Houston Nights:
Graham & Isabella PART
1
Author: S. N. Garza
Genre:
Erotic RomanceExpected Release Date: Jan. 9,
2014
Hosted by: Lady
Amber's Tours
Blurb:
Out for the first time after a
long term relationship, Isabella wasn’t expecting much except a good time with
the girls. A one night stand wasn’t in the cards, until she met
him.
Graham is damaged both
physically and mentally by a past that refuses to let him go. When he sees
Isabella for the first time, she wasn’t at all what he was
expecting.
One night. No regrets. That’s
all it was supposed to be. But fate has different
plans.
This is a three part serial
series of hot sexual encounters and conflicting emotions. Their journey to
their happily forever after will be a hard one, but so worth
it.
S. N. Garza is from
Southeast Houston, Texas, with her husband and two small children. She is a
full time Chilihead employee at Chili's Bar & Grill. Author of steamy,
sexy, sinfully beautiful stories about strong alpha men and the women who fall
for them.
When she's not taking care of
her family, working her tail off at her all day job, you can find her writing
well into the night, and reading another steamy romance novel, attaining
another fictional boyfriend.
Remember
Where the men are strong, the
women, stronger.
Author
Links:
Visit her on facebook: www.facebook.com/stephanienicolelg
Follow her on her blog: http://stephaniethebibliobibuli.blogspot.com
Twitter:
@SNGarza_author
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Men never seemed to fall over me
like that. Except Christopher. Definitely a mistake getting with that guy. I know
that now, but it was a bigger mistake thinking I could come here and act normal
and have some random, hot guy wanna dance with me. Freaking
pathetic.
I was almost off the dance floor
when firm hands hooked into my two side belt loops from behind and brought me
against a firm body.
“Need a dance partner,
sweetness?”
Holy cow. The guy behind me was
nothing but broad muscle and strong hands. He had two fingers hooked in my
loops and the other three long fingers I felt on my pubic bone, and they
pressed me against his thighs. His body was hard behind me and it was like my
whole body lit up.
He must be taller than me. Well,
everyone was, but the average guy was only five feet ten inches. Maybe six
foot, but when they were behind me, I felt their groin. Not this man. I felt
the thick steel rod almost at the middle of my
back.
“Damn, sweetness. I hadn’t
realized you were so tiny compared to
me.”
His lips skirted passed my
earlobe, nipping the edge between his
teeth.
Fuck. Me. That little bite sent
a sexual bolt of lightning straight down my body until it hit my core. I felt my
pussy tighten with arousal. Sweet mother, that voice could rattle
cages.
“Yeah, well, don’t judge a book
by its cover, buddy.”
“Hmmm...I'll have to remember
that, sweetness. For now, let's
dance."
Crap. I had no rhythm. At all.
Stella was the one who made me look halfway
decent.
"Uh. No, but thanks anyway.
I should just go back to the bar and have some
drinks."
"Please don't. And don't be
afraid when I say this, but I was watching you up here and noticed you weren't
comfortable. I can make you feel real comfortable, sweetness. Just one
dance."
The song that was playing was
fast and I had no idea what to
do.
"This songs almost over.
Don’t worry.”
The song finished shortly after
he said that and 'Skin’ by Rihanna came
on.
Double crap. I couldn't dance to
this song with a stranger. It was a sex
song.
"Is that a blush? Fucking
beautiful."
His body began to move against
mine, rocking my body and he took a hand and swept the stray hair that had come
undone to the side. He dipped and his lips met the groove of my shoulder and I could
smell his heady scent fill my nostrils. It was intoxicating. Sensual with a
hint of musk and man.
His hands skimmed down and
feeling his work-rough hands touch the bare flesh of my shoulder sent tingles
throughout my body. Making me feel hyper alert. Gooseflesh sprinkled across my
skin and his hands outlined the sides of my breasts which were starting to feel
heavy. His hands slowly went down far enough to caress my
thighs.
Holy mother, my pussy was aching
from his touch. His thumbs hooked between my jeans and silk
panties.
Teasing me with unhurried
precision. His fingers massaging circles into the pockets…so close to the hood
of my already damp vagina.
My head fell back and his breath
was hot against my neck.
A small moan escaped my lips and
his fingers got bold and traced the zipper seam down and gently circled my
clit. It was light and was gone before I could do anything except let out a
small cry.
The small orgasm raced through
me from the contact and it was enough to make my body mold and press into him.
Hits fingers contacted on mine and he groaned against my
neck
“Was
that?”
I couldn’t help but nod yes. And
the dance became more intimate as he moved my body with his. He tucked his body
down just enough for me to feel the hard ridge life his shaft against the cleft
of my rear.
I really wanted to see his face
now. The first man to make me come just by mere
proximity.
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