Happy, happy release day to the incredibly talented and lovely Jessica Hawkins! We’re the first stop on her blog tour for Book 3 in the Cityscape Series and we finally get to see who will have their happily ever after and who will be torn apart. If you’ve enjoyed Olivia, David (swoons unashamedly) and Bill’s journeys, you won’t want to miss the final instalment.
I’ll be posting a review later next week, but for now here’s an EXCLUSIVE excerpt from Come Together.
David walked to me and sat, the bed dipping under his weight. “I like being here in your old room. I get to see a different part of you.”
“Do you like what you see?” I asked, arching an eyebrow at him.
His eyes moved to my lips, and a grunt was his non-response.
“I’m not supposed to have boys in my bed,” I whispered. Before he could stop me, I threw a leg over him and settled astride his lap. “Dad would flip.”
He took two handfuls of my ass and squeezed, pulling me against his crotch.
“You’re hard,” I murmured, my mind buzzing, my insides thrilling. He skated one hand up my back and stilled me by the nape of my neck. He held it as he latched his lips to mine in a sensual kiss that quickly turned hard and greedy. His tongue reached for me hungrily as his hand secured me to him. I gyrated in his lap as he flexed his other hand against my ass.
“Lose your virginity here?” he rasped.
I shook my head. “College,” I breathed and then kissed him again. “You?” I asked into his mouth.
“Head cheerleader?” I pushed my hips into him, creating a slow but purposeful rhythm.
“Something like that,” he said from behind gritted teeth. “You?”
“Jordan Banks, my,” my breath hitched when he pulled me against him harder, “first boyfriend.”
He flipped me over onto my back suddenly and grasped my hips in his hands. My legs surrounded him as he continued grinding against me.
“You’re gonna . . . make me . . . come,” I breathed, gasping with each acute sensation.
With a snap, he popped open the button of my jeans with one hand and pulled them over my ass. He propped himself above me with an outstretched arm. “Touch yourself in this bed?” he asked. He bypassed my pants to continue his sinuous teasing against my panties.
“Yes,” I whimpered.
I hesitated, lost in the sensations singing through my body. He grasped my hand and lowered it between my legs. He shifted his hips and clamped my hand over my mound, circling my fingers around my clit.
“Oh, God,” I moaned, bowing my back. “Right there.”
“Don’t stop,” he said gruffly as he grabbed himself through his pants.
I urged him forward by pushing my heels into his ass.
“We can’t.” He glanced over his shoulder and when he looked back at me, his wore a lascivious grin. “What if your dad catches us?”
“I’m willing to risk it,” I exhaled, my fingers already tearing at his fly.
Come Together is out today.