The wonderfulbrilliantamazingtalented Allyson Lindt has a birthday and a book birthday today, and it’s my pleasure to host her on my blog 😀
Happy Book Birthday to Me!
Okay, so that sounded cleverer in my head. But, it’s still release day for my newest book, Roll Against Regret, and I love this book for how much fun it was to write. Sexy geeks, a threesome, and sticking it to the boss (no, not like *that*… well kind of like *that*, but… you’ll have to read to find out).
Anyway, because it’s my book’s birthday, and because it’s my birthday too, and because this is the only time I’ll ever turn 40, I’m giving away a birthday present. A $10 Amazon GC, and an ebook copy of the first book in the 3d20 series, Roll Against Trust.
Leave a comment below before end of day June 14 (Sunday, midnight, EST), and I’ll pick a random winner next Monday. If there are fewer than 5 of you who enter, everyone will win, but for every 5 who enter, I’ll pick another winner, so… birthday presents all around!
Buy Roll Against Regret on Amazon.com: http://amzn.to/1SzcdHh
Zoe’s broadened her horizons in bed and everywhere else, since she hooked up with Jackson, but their latest shared fantasy beats all others when it comes to turning her on. He wants to watch her with another guy—a mutual friend from the online game they play. After all, the three are in sync when it comes to slaying dragons, and their flirting heats up the circuits.
When Zoe realizes who the new guy is, her anticipation and arousal spike. Carter’s the only man she’s ever loved, other than Jackson. Despite a complicated history, Jackson and Carter hit it off in person as well as they did on line, and Zoe gets one last, incredible night with Carter, while Jackson watches.
But one night isn’t enough. She doesn’t want to lose Jackson, but they’re both hung up on Carter for their own reasons, and he’s nudging their relationship from every angle. She needs to decide if she and Jackson can keep Carter in their lives without destroying what they have. If not, she’ll have to relive the only regret she’s ever had—sending Carter packing—and add a new one to the list, by losing Jackson.
Jackson’s hands still rested at my hips, when Carter closed the distance between us, captured my face between his hands, and crushed his mouth to mine. Reason evaporated, and I groaned against his mouth. Cool air met my back. Carter slid one hand up, to tangle his fingers in my hair, and tugged my head back. His teeth scraped along my throat, to the soft spot where my shoulder met my neck. The day’s worth of stubble on his chin and cheek left a delicious burn dragging along my skin. I dug my fingers into his chest when he sucked and bit at the sensitive skin, marking me.
He dragged his gaze back to mine, and held my head captive. A wicked smirk had replaced his casual smile, and my heart hammered against my ribs.
“God, I missed the way you yield.” Carter claimed my mouth again.
He slid his hand down my arm, intertwined his fingers with mine, and led me toward the bedroom. He stopped me in the middle of the room, a foot or so from the bed, and stepped in front of me again. I registered Jackson sinking into a chair in the corner, and the sound of a zipper sliding down.
I expected the sight to make me hesitate, but a new surge of desire rushed through me when Jackson worked his cock free and wrapped his fist around it.
Carter raked his gaze over me, devouring me even though I still had all my clothes on. I shivered under his attention, as anticipation built inside. He rested his palms on my neck, and then moved lower, his caress gentle on my skin. He reached the collar of my shirt and grabbed both sides. He yanked hard and ripped my shirt open, sending buttons clattering everywhere and my pulse screaming through my veins. My senses flared at his attention, nipples straining against lace and wetness growing between my legs.
“Fuck,” Jackson muttered.
Carter stepped in and wrapped an arm around my waist. “Getting there.” Gravel lined his voice.
I managed to find my voice. “That was silk. And expensive.”
“I’ll replace it.” Any of the negotiation that had been in Carter’s voice earlier was gone.
And, Elders, I wanted him to own me for the night.
He shoved up one bra cup, forcing elastic over my already pert nipple, and then dragged a calloused thumb across the hard nub.
I reached for him. Something to grab. Needing to touch more of him.
“No.” His single word stopped me. “Hands to yourself. This is my game tonight.”
I dropped my arms back to my sides. “What am I supposed to do, then?”
He massaged my breast, as he lowered his mouth and sucked hard on the sensitive flesh. Pleasure spiked through me at the rough handling, and I leaned into him. He pulled away and blew on the damp skin. The combination of cold and hot drew a gasp from me.
Carter looked me in the eye. “If I do my job, you’re supposed to enjoy yourself as much as I’m about to.”
About Allyson Lindt
Allyson Lindt is a full-time geek and a fuller-time contemporary romance author. She prefers that her geeky heroes come with the alpha expansion pack and adores a heroine who can hold her own in a boardroom. She loves a sexy happily-ever-after and helping deserving cubicle dwellers find their futures together.
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