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RELEASE DAY – MARCH 28
Born
into blood, I was a mafia princess. Raised in hiding, I was a Californian
sweetheart.
The
day my father sold my thirteen year old body to pay off a five year old debt
was the day my mother stole me in the dead of night. She protected me as she
was supposed to.
My
father may have been the king, but my mother was the queen.
The
mafia blood was hers.
That
was ten years ago. Now… the devil was on the loose.
Carlo
‘Hunter’ Rosso was my father’s right hand man and the boy I’d loved since I
could tie my own shoelaces. He was always the most ruthless and the most deadly
of all the children.
He’d
thought I was dead until the day his assignment was given: Kill Adriana and
Alexandria Romano. Kill the princess, and definitely kill the queen.
What
he didn’t know was that the queen was dead, and the princess had taken her
throne.
Blood
didn’t lie. It smeared, distorted, stained. But it didn’t lie.
My
father was going to learn the hard way that the empire he’d stolen belonged to
me.
And
so did Carlo ‘Hunter’ Rosso.
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EXCERPT
He leaned forward and rested his mouth by my
ear. “You still have time to make me stop. I meant it, Addy.” Two of his
fingers trailed up the inside of my thigh, coming dangerously close to my wet
pussy. “I don't want to ruin you. I don't play nice, but the second my mouth is
on your cunt, I won't be fucking playing at all.”
I turned my face toward his, and my lips
brushed his jaw when I spoke. “Then don't play.”
He pushed two fingers inside me, and I gasped
at the sudden intrusion of my body. Heat rushed over me as he pumped them
inside me and gripped the back of my neck. “You have until I reach 'one' to
make me stop. Five.” He dragged his mouth down my neck. “Four.” His tongue
circled my nipple, and he pressed his thumb against my clit. “Three.” He
released my neck, licking down my stomach and dipping his tongue into my naval,
falling back onto his knees, still bending forward. “Two.” His mouth hovered
over my pussy, and he pulled his fingers from my me. “One and a half...”
I half-laughed, half-gasped as he dipped his
fingers back inside me.
He grasped my ass with both hands and lifted
my hips. “Fucking. One.” He slowly ran his tongue up the length of my pussy,
from my ass to my clit.
I threw my arm over my eyes as he zoned in on
my clit. Pleasure rocketed through me like waves as he worshipped that tiny
spot, rolling his tongue over it again and again. I writhed against him as he
fucked me with his mouth, bringing me close the edge before he pulled back and
stretched his tongue inside my pussy inside.
I was mumbling incoherently. I didn't know if
I was begging for more, for the end, or if I was just pleading his name. The
only thing I was sure I knew was that I didn't want him to stop but he needed
to stop right now.
“Please tell me you have a condom,” he rasped,
his fingers tightening on my thighs like all his retraint was being channeled
through his touch.
I nodded and waved toward my nightstand. I was
the kind of girl who was prepared for every situation, and apparently having
sex with my assassin was one of those.
The drawer slammed open and shut within
seconds, and I propped myself up on my elbows to look at him. Hunter dropped
his pants, and my throat went dry as he pulled down his boxers. The tip of his
cock was just free when he noticed me watching him. His lips tugged up on one
side, and the look in his eyes was heated and predatory, but amusement glinted,
too.
“I thought you didn't play.”
My words were a challenge, one that sobered
him.
The smirk dropped, along with his boxers, and
his cock sprung free from the constraints of the fabric. Desire hit me like a
tidal wave as he ripped open the packet and pulled out the condom. He grabbed
his long, hard cock in a firm grip and rolled on the protection.
I was never surer that a guy touching his own
cock was the hottest fucking thing ever.
The second the condom was on fully, Hunter
climbed back onto the bed over me and grabbed my hips. I half-laughed as he
dragged me down to him, but he swallowed my giggle as he closed his mouth over
mine.
He was inside me seconds later.
Hunter by Blaire Drake was a great read!!
It was totally different from her previous book, Dear Professor, which I also love.
This book is filled with all things of a good romance. I loved Addy and Rosso and the connection they shared. I loved the strong, take charge Addy and Rosso made me fall hard.
Hot characters, steamy scenes, tension and suspense fill this novel with goodness from beginning till end.
Everything about this book drew me in and left me wanting more.
4/5 Stars!
BIO:
Blaire Drake is a pseudonym for a New York Times bestselling author who wanted to think outside her box and write the kind of things that would shock even them. She loves taboo romance and pushing boundaries in her work. She also enjoys long walks on the beach at sunset, as long as it’ll be follo
wed by a good, old-fashioned spanking right after.
DEAR PROFESSOR is her debut standalone novel, and her next book, PRETTY PORNSTAR, is also a standalone novel that promises to be equally as taboo and sexy.
You can connect with Blaire online at:
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