Amber Daulton is here to tell us about Mistletoe in the City, her New Adult holiday romance novella.
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Blurb:
Derek’s world is about to
change forever—again.
After his father’s stroke,
Derek Weston dropped out of college and returned home to help his parents with
the family business, Oak Landing Apartments. Now living on the premises as the
groundskeeper and handyman, he never expected the girl he’d secretly crushed on
in high school to move into a unit right before Christmas or stir up desires he
thought long gone.
Krista Hartley needs a fresh
start away from her overbearing parents, but falling for the tattooed hottie who
ignored her back in school wasn’t in the plans. Despite old hurts, Derek’s hot
kisses and strong arms offer the shelter she craves.
When another woman sets her
sight on Derek and drives a wedge between him and Krista, they’ll have to
decide if their relationship is real, or just a winter fling.
Author’s Note:
I wrote Mistletoe in the City several years ago as
part of an anthology for my former publisher. Now, since the rights have
reverted to me, I’m re-releasing it as a standalone novella with extra and
extended scenes, a new sub-plot, and some revised characterizations. On the
whole, it’s the same story as before, but now it’s more detailed and delves
deeper into Krista and Derek’s steamy and sometimes rocky relationship. I hope
you have a blast reading it.
Excerpt:
Derek couldn’t wait another moment. As soon as Krista
hopped into the cab of his truck, he pressed her down against the bench seat
and climbed on top of her. Thank Christ he’d parked in a shadowy corner of the
now deserted parking garage. Heat blew from the dash, fighting back the invasive
cold. He wouldn’t fuck her, but he’d do enough to sate his appetite as long as
she was game.
She groaned and clutched his shoulders. “Kiss me.”
Hell, yes. Game on. He claimed her lips with bruising, delirious force and stole her gasp,
swallowing it deep. Their tongues
dueled and teeth clanked as he yanked off her coat, then his, and shoved them
to the floor. Her scarf followed.
“Yes. More.”
Sparks of
energy sizzled through his veins and pulsed through his every organ. She
writhed against him in slow, sensual torture as he slid his touch between their
bodies and pulled up the hem of her soft dress. The dashboard lights lit her
smooth, quivering stomach and heaving chest in a stark golden glow and gleamed
off the specks of green in her hazel eyes. Red lace cupped her breasts like a
treasure meant for taking. He freed the front clasp and nearly choked as her
gorgeous tits popped free. He laved his eager tongue across each taut nipple
and savored Krista’s tiny little gasps of shock and pleasure. Fingering the
left nub, he sucked the other into his mouth and licked the sweet rosebud until
she arched her back and cried out. Then he buried his face in her twin
mountains, biting and kissing her delicate flesh.
She gripped
his hair and tossed her head from side to side.
Splaying his
hand wide on her middle, he licked circles around her belly button and then
hooked his index finger in the waistband of her black leggings. His cock
throbbed so hard against his zipper that each scrape of the metal teeth across
his flesh shot wisps of erotic fire through the organ as if his boxers weren’t
even there.
“Come for me,
honey.” He pulled down her leggings and red panties just enough to slip in his
fingers. Her thighs clenched around him, then relaxed. Teasing her wet, hot clit
with gentle strokes, he suckled on the smooth concave of her neck and nibbled
on the throbbing tendon that pushed against her skin.
“Derek, that
feels so good.”
Damn right.
His heart pounded so hard he could barely breathe. He plunged two fingers
inside her and twisted his wrist, dragging his knuckles across her G-spot.
“Oh, fuck!”
she cried out, her eyes flaring wide.
He pushed in
and out. Strength and satin wrapped around him. “I’m crazy about you.”
“Derek, please. Oh, Derek,” she panted his
name like a mantra as her feminine muscles squeezed. Pleasure lit her face.
“Taste me. I need your mouth on me.”
“Fuck.” He
grabbed her legs and lifted them high enough to his head between her thighs and
the stretched material of her clothes. Her feet clacked against the roof before
her legs settled on his shoulders and back. A tuft of tidy curls concealed his
prize, and her soft moans beckoned him to take it. As if she had to ask. Yeah,
right. He dipped his head and swiped his tongue across her puffy clit. She jerked
in his embrace, but he tightened his grip on her thighs. Her delicious tang
filled his mouth, and her womanly scent seared his nostrils, forever imprinting
itself in his memory. His taste buds danced as he trembled.
“Damn, that’s
good. Ahh, more!” She rolled her hips and shifted her legs.
Her
jaw-dropping boots dug against his back, urging him on. He blew hot air
across her mound and glanced over her squirming body as tears rolled down her
cheeks. Yes! Tears. Just what he wanted. Her sweet cries of abandon rocketed
his ego into orbit. Finally, he had the answer to the greatest mystery in the
universe—what did Krista Hartley taste like?
“Heaven. You taste like fucking heaven.”
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About the Author:
Amber Daulton is the author of the romantic-suspense
series Arresting Onyx and several standalone novellas. Her books are published
through Daulton Publishing, The Wild Rose Press, and Books to Go Now, and are
available in ebook, print on demand, audio, and foreign language formats.
She lives in North Carolina with her husband and demanding cats.
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