Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Only For You by @Naima_Simone - New Release and Giveaway @BPICPromos

Only For You
by Naima Simone
Series: Lick, #3
Genre: Erotic Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Entangled Publishing
Release Date: December 12, 2016

She wants his forgiveness. He just wants her body...

It’s been five years since I’ve seen her.

Five years since Gabriella James damn near destroyed me with her betrayal, sending me to hell in a cage.

I’ve crawled free, escaped the mob, opened a night club, and continue to battle my demons through underground fighting and sex. But now Gabriella’s back, begging for absolution, wanting my forgiveness. All I want is what she’s denied me for all these years—her body.

Sex. That’s all we’ll ever have.

Because Gabriella is still keeping secrets. I see it in her eyes.

I don’t trust her, and I’ll never forgive her betrayal.

But that won’t stop me from taking her.

Over…and over…and over…

    “Oh, baby, I’m sorry,” Gabriella breathed, her arms lowering as if she would reach for him again as she’d done in the elevator.
     The endearment sucker-punched Killian. Only she had ever dared to call him that; she was the only one he’d allowed. And hearing it on her lips now… No. Especially when the last time she’d whispered “baby” he’d been wrapped around her slender body after making love.
     I love you, baby. I always will.
     That had been the night before the ambush and he’d been robbed of two years of humanity.
     “I was okay before I went inside.” Pain, grief, and anger coalesced in his chest, the hot ball of emotion swirling, pushing against his rib cage. “But after a month in the hole, any small space feels like six feet of dirt is crushing my chest. I couldn’t even stand up straight in that cell, couldn’t inhale a breath that didn’t taste of piss or sweat. Shut in twenty-three hours a day, I almost lost my mind as well as my voice.”
     Her low sigh reverberated in the room like a boom, and the heaviness in it almost penetrated the glacial wall that encased his heart. “Killian, you have no reason to believe or trust me. But I didn’t mean to harm you. I definitely didn’t intend for you to be locked up for two years. Or to suffer and lose so much.”
     “Really?” He arched an eyebrow. “And just what did you think would happen when you called the police? That they would come out and tell us all to just mosey along?” he drawled, the familiar anger rekindling inside him.
     “I wasn’t thinking,” she admitted in a low voice. “I was scared as hell, and I didn’t think past saving you from being shot down.”
     Killian nodded, his gaze solemn. “But it still comes down to you not trusting me to not endanger myself or you. To you not believing I would make the correct choice for both of us. Which I did. But then the cops showed up and took us all to the station to ‘straighten things out,’” he sneered, his bitterness with the police still eating away at him. “You know what happened after that.” The helplessness and powerlessness that had drowned him at the time clawed up his chest. “So whatever your intentions, they were for shit.” He shook his head, slicing a hand through the air. “Now unless you’ve changed your mind, we’re through talking.”
     He waited a heartbeat, the silence deafening. A surge of lust, satisfaction, and that deeper emotion he refused to acknowledge roared through him when she remained quiet. He kept offering her an out, abhorring the thought that he might be forcing her. She needed to be willing, needed to want this as much as him. Because he couldn’t turn back, couldn’t rescind his offer. Some freak twist of fate had provided him with the perfect excuse for stroking her soft skin, sucking those pert, perfect handful breasts, kissing and fucking that pretty pussy without getting emotionally on the hook.
     Everything he did to her tonight was about finally getting her out of his system, not love. Loving her had taught him that vulnerability and weakness weren’t options. Trust in the wrong person, showing that person your soft underbelly, only meant devastation. While in prison, he’d had to suffer his two-year sentence, but when he got out, he’d been determined to never be at anyone’s mercy again. Not the mob’s, not the police’s…not love’s. As long as he kept his heart uninvolved, he could do whatever the hell he wanted. He was in control.
     So after tonight, he would finally evict Gabriella from his memories, his dreams. He would be Gabriella James free.

Also in the Series

Book One: Only For A Night

Book Two: Only For Your Touch

Naima Simone’s love of romance was first stirred by Johanna Lindsey and Linda Howard many years ago. Though her first attempt at writing a romance novel at age 11 never saw the light of day, her love of romance and writing has endured. Now, she spends her time creating stories of unique men and women who experience the dizzying heights of passion and the tender heat of love.

She is wife to Superman—or his non-Kryptonian, less bullet proof equivalent—and mother to the most awesome kids ever. They all live in perfect, domestically-challenged bliss in the southern United States.

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