~ CARI QUINN ~
Hi everyone! I’m so happy to be here today at Under The Covers! And to celebrate my new book, GUARDING HIS HEART, book 2 in the Deuces Wild series, I thought I’d share a sexy excerpt with you and offer up a fun giveaway! And it’s an EASY one too! Read on to the end to find out how to enter!
But in the meantime, here’s the blurb for GUARDING HIS HEART and that smexy excerpt I mentioned… 😉
To protect her, he’ll have to cover the bases—first, second, third, and all the way home.
Deuces Wild, Book 2
Cassidy Dixon isn’t about to let her overprotective big brother know she has a stalker problem. But when she turns to his bodyguard agency partner, former MLB player Jax Wilder, she realizes she’s made an even bigger mistake.
Jax is even more overbearing, and soon he’s getting too close for comfort—as in panty-melting close. Heat is the last thing she needs in her under-siege ice cream shop—until hot tempers explode into the best angry sex of her life.
For once, the last thing on Jax’s morning-after mind is escape. He’s wanted Chase’s little sister too long not to make a move when opportunity strikes. He knows the reasons why she lives a careful life, and he’s ready to be the man she needs. If only she’d stop trying to get away…
Certain Jax feels guilty for sampling forbidden, way-too-sheltered fruit, Cassidy sets out to prove that she’s not as innocent and inexperienced as he thinks. She never expected him to rise to the challenge…or to be ready to risk everything to keep her safe.
Warning: Contains an overworked bodyguard who is juggling a stalker and a woman desperate to unleash her wilder side. This hero knows how to ride…to the rescue and a motorcycle, among other things. Beware of curve balls and acts of spontaneous outdoor sex.
A little setup for the excerpt—my ex pro baseball player hero and current bodyguard, Jax, has had a thing for his best friend’s sister, Cassidy, for a damn long time. And he can be pretty convincing, even when she’s determined to keep him only as her bodyguard—and to keep his hands off her body.
Now the excerpt I mentioned…this is a bit of a tease, but I guarantee a motorcycle definitely comes into…play, in this book later on. 😉
Cass shut her eyes and plastered herself to Jax’s back, inhaling the scent of his minty soap and cologne and a hint of sweat. With her eyes closed, she could pretend she was swaying in the wind on a porch swing or something. Not veering around corners fast enough to nearly snap off her head.
His abdomen flexed with every turn. She pressed her wrist against his belt buckle, using it as a happy distraction from imminent squashed head syndrome, and damn if she didn’t feel a rumble of pleasure vibrate through his body. It nicely matched the vibrations between her legs from the bike.
Testing them both, she did it again. Same result. So she summoned her inner bad girl and accidentally on purpose scraped her nails over his cock.
Now there was a candidate for squashed head syndrome. The poor thing was crammed so tight in his jeans he probably couldn’t breathe. It likely didn’t help that she indulged her fascination in the width and breadth of him by using all five fingers to explore. Including beneath, to the soft sac of flesh trapped between his thighs.
Blatantly feeling up his cock made her too nervous to think about crashing. Which would’ve been a win, had he not roared into the Crab Shack’s lot, killed the engine and promptly hauled her off the motorcycle into his arms. He yanked off her helmet, tossed it on the bike, and boosted her up so that she had no choice but to wrap her still shaking legs around his thighs.
“I don’t know what game you’re playing, little girl, but I’m about to take it up a notch,” he growled against her ear. “Give me your panties.”
“W-what?” Oh Lord, she was stuttering. That motorcycle ride had taken its toll. Even her hearing was off. Surely Jason hadn’t asked for her underwear. Her so not granny panties. “I’m sorry, what did you say?”
“Take. Off. Your. Panties. Now.”
Okay, she’d heard that. She glanced around frantically, happy to see they’d parked at the far end of the lot. It was early for dinner and the place hadn’t started filling up too much yet. But that didn’t mean she could just bend over and remove her underwear.
“Don’t make me ask again, Chanel. Or I’ll do it myself.”
That probably wasn’t an idle threat. Besides, she’d wanted to let loose a little, right? She’d groped the guy’s dick for an entire mile when he couldn’t do anything about it. If he wanted to look at her panties, she supposed she owed him.
“As you wish.” She started to toss her hair, remembered it was still in an upknot and sighed. “Cover me.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not about to let anyone see that fine ass of yours.”
Now how do you enter that contest? It’s super simple! Just tell me: what is the WILDEST/MOST FUN thing you’ve ever done outdoors? Can be as racy or as innocent as you like! Inquiring minds want to know. The prize is an ebook copy of PROTECTING HIS ASSETS and a $10.00 gift card to Amazon or Barnes and Noble, winner’s choice!
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Thanks to all of you for visiting with me & good luck in the contest!