Porter
A Men of Lovibond
Series Standalone
By
Georgia Cates
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Indie Formatting
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Release Date:
August 4, 2017
Synopsis
My employee’s
daughter. The tomboy. The kid who once did odd jobs around the brewery. That’s
all she was… until three years passed and she walked into my office for an
interview.
Frankee Dawson
is no longer that girl I once called Kiddo. She’s grown into a beautiful, sexy,
desirable woman. Very desirable. And that’s a problem. She’s my employee’s
daughter. Lovibond family. And too young for me. Too innocent.
I want to feel
her respond to my kiss.
I want her body
to tremble as she anticipates my touch.
I want to learn
all the places that bring her pleasure.
But mostly I
want her to know that she’s never truly been loved by a man until me.
Frankee is my
intern and under me for the summer. Literally. It’s a difficult secret to
maintain when you can’t keep your hands off each other.
This was
supposed to be a hot summer fling. Sex and fun without commitment—that’s what
we called it. But we were wrong. This is more. I’ve never felt this way about a
woman. Never cared more about someone else’s happiness more than my own.
I love her and
I’m happy. So damn happy… until a terrible mistake from my past springs forward
and threatens to rip us apart.
There are a
million reasons for her to leave me. And trust me, she should. But all I really
need is one good reason for her to stay.
Excerpt
Unedited and subject to change.
Oh my God. Someone needs to
explain to me how I’m supposed to eat when I’ll be alone with Porter in his
condo. When I know for a fact that he’s going to kiss me. He’s said as much.
And there won’t be anyone around to keep us from doing a lot more whatevering.
Porter opens the door and catches
me around the wrist as we enter the condo. He’s going in for the kiss first thing.
He pulls me close and then turns
us so my back is pressed against the door. “I can’t wait another minute for
this.”
His hands cup my face the way
they did during our first kiss. Although it’s a repeat move, it’s no less
romantic this time around.
I quickly lick my lips and Porter
presses his mouth to mine before sucking my bottom lip into his mouth and
holding it between his teeth.
So hot and sexy.
I place my hands on his chest and
the pec muscles I feel beneath the fabric are rigid. This man works out. A lot.
I would love to see all the goodies that are hidden beneath this shirt.
We make a game of biting and
sucking each other’s lips. It’s fun and playful.
Until it’s not.
Our kiss is no longer teasing.
It’s heated and demanding with increasingly harder hand grips and squeezes. His
hands move to my hips and he uses them to steer my body to the sofa while
kissing me en route. He walks backward and sits on the sofa, leaving me to make
my own decision about how I want to be positioned.
Beside him?
Across his lap?
On top, mounting him?
I place a knee on each side of
him and lower my body to straddle his. His hands move to my hips and he grips
the sides, moving them so I’m rocking against his hard cock pressing against my
crotch.
One of his hands leaves my hips
and comes up to wrap around my nape, pulling me down so his mouth can reach the
side of my neck. His mouth is sucking pretty hard. I’m certain I’ll wear a love
bite there for all to see. Not sure how I’ll explain that one but I let him
continue.
“Tell me to stop and I will. Just
say the words.” He’s talking about stopping but his mouth is kissing and
sucking and nibbling harder.
I grasp the sides of his face and
press our foreheads together. “I like what we’re doing. Don’t stop.”
“I don’t know your limitations.”
“I’ll tell you when you’re there.
For now, keep going.”
“Fuck… Frankee. The way you make
me want you… it’s irrational. Makes me lose all sense of self-control.”
Porter lifts my body and flips us
so I’m beneath him. His face is pressed against the side of my neck leaving
kisses in its path. One hand slides under my shirt and dips into my bra. He
rolls my nipple between his thumb and index finger and it instantly hardens.
And it’s like a control center for everything between my legs.
I want his hands on me.
I want his mouth on me.
I want him on me, period.
I bend my knee and bring my leg
up so it’s wrapped around his waist. His body conforms between my legs like two
pieces of a jigsaw puzzle that connect perfectly.
We just fit.
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Meet
the Author
Georgia resides
in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two beautiful
daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse before she
decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked back yet.
When she’s not
writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s
listening to her music and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress.
Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.
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