BAD FOR ME by
Shanora Williams
Release Date: December 12th
Genre: MC Romance
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Blurb:
There’s a myth that floats around in
my city.
They say the president of the local
biker gang is ruthless, heartless, and that once you cross him, you’ll spend
the rest of your life looking over your shoulder.
There are whispers that he was once
lost in a forest, and when he was found, he was surrounded by a pack of wolves
that were protecting him.
Many will tell you he’d never let his
guard down for a woman, and that if he ever did, it would be bad for her.
The one thing this city doesn’t know
about me is that I’m not your average woman. I’m a fighter, and when someone
messes with my family, I will fight, and when my freedom is stolen, I will do
whatever it takes to get it back.
When I’m done with him, the rumors
will come to an end because I’ll be the woman who tamed this infamous biker
president.
I’ll be the woman who, in the end,
was bad for him.
Excerpt:
I shove my
fears aside and take another step forward until I’m standing right between his
long legs. He raises his chin.
Fuck it. If he kills me for
this, then I guess I’m just a dead woman, but at least I’ll know I didn’t go
down without trying.
I grip his
shoulders and climb on top of his lap, completely naked. Pressing my breasts to
his chest, I let my fingers run past his silky, wavy hair to curl a hand around
the nape of his neck.
His serious
expression doesn’t change. I can’t tell if he’s enjoying this or hating it. I
wonder if he can feel my heart beating—feel how terrified and thrilled I am to
be doing this. God, what is wrong with
me?
I press on his
neck with my hand, straddling his lap as I study his full lips. If I’m going to
do this, I can’t hold back anymore. I need to prove to him that I’m worthy of
being claimed.
So, I lower my
face and kiss him. He stiffens in the chair, finally reacting, but I don’t ease
up. I use my other hand to caress his shoulders and his upper back, all while
kissing him with so much fervor and passion that it nearly cuts me in two. In
two, because a part of me hates everything about this, while another part of
me—one that I am absolutely disgusted with—is enjoying the hell out of it.
My tongue
plunges through his full lips. His mouth tastes like fruit and I sigh devouring
the crisp taste. Apple. It’s apple. Without thinking, I grab one of his hands
and bring it up, forcing him to palm my ass. A deep groan fills his throat and
he clutches me tight.
No hesitation.
I fight a smile.
“There he is,”
I purr. This is the side of him I’ve
been looking for. The primal, hungry side of him that can’t resist the perfect
seduction.
I break the
kiss, refusing to give him too much affection. Right now, this is about our
bodies and how much he’ll need mine by the time this is over.
I climb off his
lap and watch his fiery eyes as I lower down to my knees. Perched between his
thighs, I drag my palms over the tops of them, and then run a palm over his
bulging erection.
He’s so hard.
Good. That means I’m winning.
About the
Author:
Shanora
Williams is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who loves writing
about flawed heroes and resilient heroines. She is a believer that love
outweighs all, but doesn't have a problem making her characters fight for their
happily ever after.
She currently lives in Charlotte, North Carolina and is the mother of two amazing boys, has a fiercely devoted and supportive husband, and is a sister to eleven.
When she isn't writing, she's spending time with her family, binge reading, or running marathons on Netflix while scarfing down chocolate chip cookies.
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