Lauren
Blakely does it again and brings readers more smoldering, sexy nights
in her Seductive Nights Series with her newest novel, NIGHTS WITH
HIM.
In
Lauren Blakely’s newest Seductive Nights novel, Jack Sullivan
convinces Michelle Milo that he can “show her worlds of pleasure.”
And judging from the number of Os he gives her, the man delivers on
that promise! Lauren wants to deliver with worlds of pleasure for her
readers too -- so she’s offering several extra special giveaways
with this novel, and we’re thrilled to help announce them!
First,
ANYONE who preorders NIGHTS WITH HIM will receive a Julia and Clay
short story! That means EVERYONE who preorders is a winner! Readers
will be thrilled to know that Julia and Clay, the hero and heroine
from the first 3 Seductive Nights novels, have some more story left
in them. Lauren has written an exclusive short story that takes place
after ONE MORE NIGHT, and you are not going to want to miss what
happens next! Anyone who preorders and
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have you ever wanted to spend the night at a Ritz Carlton Hotel? Then
you’ll want to take the Be Seduced quiz to enter to win a night at
a Ritz Carlton and discover worlds of pleasure on your own! To
celebrate the launch of the book, Lauren is giving away a $500 gift
card for a stay at the Ritz nearest you!* Readers can access the quiz
in the eBook version of NIGHTS WITH HIM, and will have until November
15th
to enter the quiz. To be clear, the back of the NIGHTS WITH HIM eBook
is the ONLY location with the link to the quiz. The grand prize
winner will also receive a $100 gift card for Lelo, makers of premium
sex toys, just like the one Jack uses on Michelle in this scene.
Lastly,
NIGHTS WITH HIM is a full-length, standalone erotic romance novel
that follows the love affair of a new couple, Jack and Michelle, and
does not have a cliffhanger. It’s ONLY $3.99 during the preorder
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*
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receive a $500 gift card to any Marriott property, or Marriott-owned
hotel. *
“I
Can Show You Worlds of Pleasure”
An
excerpt from NIGHTS WITH HIM by Lauren Blakely
The balcony
circled the peak of the Met Life Tower with a spire above them, a
clock right below them. A high fence surrounded the perimeter, and
the view of Manhattan was endless, stretching to the rivers and the
towns that lay far beyond the city that never slept.
Michelle wrapped
her hands around the railing at the edge of the balcony, drinking in
the view of Manhattan. The headlights from the distant streets below
streaked across the dark night; the sounds of horns and music and
madness morphed into a quiet radio station din. The dirt and grime
was gone, and New York was aerial and beautiful—a darkly gorgeous
nocturnal creature, lit up against the night sky.
Jack dropped his
hands to her waist, his thumbs rubbing circles against the fabric of
her dress at her hips. She leaned her head back against him,
stretching her neck. But then he was gone—he was on his knees
behind her, kissing the back of her bare legs, starting at her
calves.
“Don’t close
your eyes. Watch the city as I touch you.”
No wonder he did
what he did. He was a man in tune with pleasure. A man thoroughly
connected to his senses, which was all the more unusual, given his
background as a numbers and logic guy. But he also had some intuitive
sense of the physical.
Or simply the
physical of her. His tongue flicked against the back of her knee, and
she felt her legs wobble. He steadied her, his strong hands tight on
her thighs as he kissed his way up her legs, pressing his lips
against the back of her thighs now. First one leg. Then the other.
Higher and higher still, the fabric of her skirt rose in his hands as
he exposed her flesh for him. Soon he’d pushed her skirt above her
butt, and his sinful mouth was leaving a hot, wet trail of kisses
against the crease where her ass met her legs.
“Light blue,”
he murmured as he slid his finger under the edge of her lacy panties.
“Gorgeous, sexy, perfect sky blue.”
“Yes. You
like?”
“So much I want
to keep them,” he said as he returned his mouth to her skin.
Pleasure pulsed
through her veins. She gripped the railing tighter as the sensations
spread, starting deep in her belly, radiating to her fingertips, her
toes, the ends of her hair, as he brushed those soft lips against her
body. He kissed her with a kind of reverence, with a deep
appreciation for her body. He kissed her as if she were the most
sensual person he’d ever touched. As if she were made for passion,
for pleasure, for this kind of bold desire that ran rampant through
her cells.
Because
everything he’d done so far had been a slice of heaven. A heaven
for lovers of the flesh.
He ran his nose
across her upper thigh, then pressed a kiss between her legs, his
lips grazing the soaked panel of her panties. Useless thing. A
completely useless piece of fabric, since the way he’d touched her
had turned them hot and damp.
“Take them
off,” he said roughly.
She obliged,
sliding her panties down her legs, then lifting them over her ankles
as she stepped out of them.
“Give them to
me.”
She handed them
to him, and he stuffed them into his pocket.
He stood and
gently placed his hand on her chin, turning her gaze back to the sky.
“Watch the city,” he told her, as he pressed his chest against
her back, his long, tall body aligned with hers.
Anticipation
built between them, the tantalizing wonder of what would come next.
Only he knew. She was placing her pleasure in his hands, and that’s
exactly where she wanted it to be.
A soft hum
whirred through the air. At first, she wasn’t sure what it was.
Then she recognized the noise. The way it signaled a response in her
body. How the sound tapped into her deepest core, a reminder of
something she loved.
Assistance.
One hand gripped
her hip, and the other slid down her belly, dipping between her legs
as he tugged her closer. Her breath fled her chest. The thrill of not
knowing ignited her more, and she felt a rush of heat between her
legs. She wanted him to feel it too. To know what he was doing to
her. She was After Hours Michelle with him, so she let go of her
other self, allowing herself to fully be the sexy, alluring woman who
appeared when Jack Sullivan was inches away.
“Touch me,” she
said.
She felt it. The
first press against her throbbing clit. The slide through her
wetness. The pressure from something that wasn’t his finger.
Something that had been made.
“What is it?”
she asked in between staccato breaths.
“It’s The
Lola,” he said in a hot, husky voice, whispering in her ear as he
rubbed a small toy against her. She looked down—he held a sleek
circular device between two fingers, one finger through a silver hole
in the middle. The toy was like a large ring, made of the same soft
material the world’s best pleasure toys came in. Only this one
didn’t just stimulate her with vibrations. Somehow, the toy felt
like a tongue touching her. Like fast, intense flicks from the most
wonderful, amazing, fantastic tongue she’d ever felt. Like Jack
today. Times ten.
It was that good.
“I don’t have
this one,” she said, in between gasps and moans.
“I know. It’s
new. They say it feels fantastic against the skin,” he said,
rubbing the vibrator against her. “Tell me if it does.”
She cried out.
“Oh, yes.”
She felt as if
her body belonged to this toy, to the intensity of the pleasure
strumming through her blood and bones. It owned her.
“Does it make
you want more of me?”
“So much more,”
she moaned.
“This part,” he said, slowing only to press the soft middle
section to her clit, the beads beneath the surface rotating against
her, simulating the intoxicating sensations of a tongue flicking
against her.
“Does that feel like the way I licked your pussy
earlier today?” he asked in a whisper, his breath hot against her
skin.
“Yes. Oh, God.
Yes.”
“I can make
this feel like a soft swirl, or like I’m fucking you with my
tongue,” he said, and began cycling through the levels of
vibration.
Her vision blurred from the sweet intensity. She wasn’t
sure how she was still standing.
“I can show you worlds of
pleasure.”
“I want it,”
she said, now begging because this was a new land of desire he’d
taken her to, and she didn’t ever want to leave.
Working the toy
expertly between her legs, he yanked her body closer, his erection
hitting her backside. His voice was low and dirty as he growled in
her ear. “This is what I can do to you for thirty nights.”
“I want it all.
I want you,” she said in between pants and moans, her body arching
into the toy.
“This is how
you’ll be mine,” he said, gliding the toy across her clit that
was so swollen she ached with the need to come. She felt desperate in
every pore of her body. The intense need to climax was bearing down
on her. Her world narrowed to this hot neon need as pleasure took
over, spinning wildly out of control, blissfully into chaos as she
leaned back into his chest, his arms holding her in place, his finger
working her over and over with his toy as she shattered into endless
erotic bliss, crying out his name above Manhattan.
Minutes later she
turned around, looping her arms around his neck. “You win. That was
the best orgasm of my life. I’m yours for thirty nights.”
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Lauren
Blakely writes sexy contemporary romance novels with heat, heart, and
humor, and her books have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today,
Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and iBooks bestseller lists. Like the
heroine in FAR TOO TEMPTING, she thinks life should be filled with
family, laughter, and the kind of love that love songs promise.
Lauren lives in California with her husband, children, and dogs. Her
novels include Caught Up In Us, Pretending He’s Mine, Playing With
Her Heart, and Trophy Husband. She also writes for young adults under
the name Daisy Whitney.
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